It was the old lady's birthday.

It was the old lady's birthday.
She got up early to be ready for the post.
Today she was sure there would be something.Myra wouldn't forget her mother's birthday,even if she seldom wrote at other times.Of course Myra was busy.Her husband had been made Mayor,and Myra herself had got a medal for her work for the aged.
The old lady was eighty today.She had put on her best dress.Perhaps--perhaps Myra might come.After all,eighty was a special birthday……
Even if Myra did not come,she would send a present.The old lady was sure of that.Two spots of colour brightened her cheeks.She was excited--like a child.She would enjoy her day.
Yesterday Mrs.Morrison had given the flat an extra clean,and today she had brought a card and a bunch of marigolds when she came to do the breakfast.Mrs.Grant downstairs had made a cake,and in the afternoon she was going down there to tea.The little boy,Johnnie,had been up with a packet of mints,and said he wouldn't go out to play until the post had come.
"I guess you'll get lots and lots of presents," he said,"I did last were when I was six."
What would she like?A pair of slippers perhaps or a new cardigan.A cardigan would be lovely.Blue's such a pretty colour.Jim had always liked her in blue.Or a table lamp.Or a book,a travel book,with pictures,or a little clock,with clear black numbers.So many lovely things.
She stood by the window,watching.The postman turned round the corner on his bicycle.Her heart beat fast.Johnnie（the boy lives downstairs） had seen him too and ran to the gate.
Then clatter,clatter up the stairs.Johnnie knocked at her door.
"Granny,granny," he shouted,"I've got your post."
He gave her four envelopes.Three were unsealed cards from old friends.The fourth was sealed,in Myra's writing.The old lady felt a pang of disappointment.
"No parcel,Johnnie?"
"No,granny."
Maybe the parcel was too large to come by letter post.That was it.It would come later by parcel post.She must be patient.
Almost reluctantly she tore the envelope open.Folded in the card was a piece of paper.Written on the card was a message under the printed Happy Birthday -- Buy yourself something nice with the cheque,Myra and Harold.
The cheque fluttered to the floor like a bird with a broken wing.Slowly the old lady stooped to pick it up.Her present,her lovely present.With trembling fingers she tore it into little bits.
用中文简单解释一下意思（50字）,当然英文也可以,
尽可能简短，中文只要50个字就可以了，太长我不会要的！

这是老lady's 生日.
她早早起来准备好岗位.
今天她是肯定的有会是某事.Myra wouldn't 忘记她的mother's 生日, 既使她在其它的时候很少写了得.当然Myra 是繁忙的.她的丈夫被制作了市长, 并且Myra 得到一枚奖牌为她的工作为变老.
老夫人今天是八十.她穿上了她的最佳的礼服.或许-- 或许Myra 也许来.终究, 八十是一个特别生日……
既使Myra 没有来, 她会送一个礼物.老夫人是肯定的那.颜色二个斑点照亮了她的面颊.她是激动-- 象孩子.她会享受她的天.
昨天Morrison 夫人给了额外清洗的舱内甲板, 并且她今天带来了卡片和一束万寿菊当她来做早餐.格兰特夫人楼下做了一个蛋糕, 并且下午她下来那里茶.小男孩, Johnnie, 是与薄菏小包, 并且说他wouldn't 出去演奏直到岗位来了.
"I 猜测you'll 得到许多和许多礼物, " 他说, "I 持续了是我是six."
会什么她喜欢? 一双拖鞋或许或一件新羊毛衫.羊毛衫会是可爱的.Blue's 这样一种俏丽的颜色.吉姆总喜欢她在蓝色.或台灯.或一本书, 一本旅行书, 与图片, 或一个小的时钟, 以清楚的黑数字.许多可爱的事.
她支持窗口, 观看.邮差在附近转动了在他的自行车.她的心跳斋戒.Johnnie（男孩居住楼下） 太看见了他和跑了到门.
然后铿锵声, 铿锵作响台阶.Johnnie 敲了在她的门.
"Granny, 老婆婆, " 他呼喊, "I've 得到了您的post."
他给了她四个信封.三是开启的卡片从老朋友.四被密封了, 在Myra's 文字.老夫人感觉失望剧痛.
"No 小包, Johnnie?"
"No, granny