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O liver¡¯s early life
O liver Twist was born in a workhouse£¬and when he arrived in this hard world£¬it was very doubtful whether he would live beyond the first three minutes£®He lay on a hard little bed and struggled to start breathing£®
O liver fought his first battle without much assistance from the two people present at his birth£®One was an old woman£¬who was nearly always drunk£¬ and the other was a busy local doctor£¬who was not paid enough to be very interested in O liver¡¯s survival£® After all£¬death was mon event in the workhouse£¬where only the poor and homeless lived£®
However£¬O liver managed to draw his first breath£¬and the n announced his arrival to the rest of the workhouse by crying loudly£®His mother raised her pale young face from the pillow and whispered£¬ ¡®Let me see the child£¬ and die£®¡¯
The doctor turned away from the fire£¬ where he had been warming his hands£® ¡®You must not talk about dying yet£¬¡¯he said to her kindly£®He gave her the child to hold£®Lovingly£¬she kissed the baby on its forehead with her cold white lips£¬the n stared wildly around the room£¬fell back-and died. ¡®Poor dear£¡¡¯said the nurse£¬hurriedly putting a green glass bottle back in the pocket of her long skirt.
The doctor began to put on his coat£® ¡®The baby is weak and will probably have difficulties£¬¡¯ he said£® ¡®If so£¬ give it a little milk to keep it quiet£®¡¯The n he looked at the dead woman. ¡®The mother was a good£­looking girl£®Where did e from£¿¡¯
¡®She was brought here last night£¬¡¯replied the old woman. ¡®She was found lying in the street. She¡¯d walked some distance£¬judging by her shoes£¬which were worn to pieces£®Where she came from£¬where she was going to£¬or what her name was£¬nobody knows.¡¯
The doctor lifted the girl¡¯s left hand. ¡®The old story£¬¡¯he said sadly£¬shaking his head£® ¡®No wedding ring£¬ I see£®Ah£¡Good night.¡¯
And so O liver was left with only the drunken nurse£®Without clothe s£¬under his first blanket£¬ he could ha