There lived an old man in a small town of Germany. He had three sons and they all worked in the same factory where he had worked. After the Second World War began. his sons were all made to join the army and all of them died in the battle(战争). The old man was heartbroken. He didn't have enough food and often went hungry. Nobody helped him and he didn't know how to go on living.
One cold winter night, the old man couldn't go to sleep. He had been hungry for two days and it was so cold that ice could be seen in his room. He had to get up and began to run in the room until he lay down on the ground. The next morning he had to beg from door to door. He had been to a lot of cities ever since.
Once he came to a village, but the villagers were all poor and couldn't give him anything. He was too hungry to go to another village. He thought over and over and found a way. He came to a police station and called out. "Hitler is a foolish pig!"
Out came a policeman at once. He took the old man into a room, gave him some bread and a cup of tea. Then he said, "Don't say that in our village, sir!"
"I'm sorry, sir," said the old man, "I don't know it's Hitler's hometown."
"No, no, sir," the policeman said in a hurry. "It's the pig's hometown!"
