Lesson #: 26
This Color = Prepositions
One day when I was eight years old I was in my moms car we were going to my house from the campestre. My dad had just given me a really pretty red bouncing ball but it was really small. The car was really hot so I decided to open the window and I was really bored so I decided to start playing with my ball in the car but I threw it to hard and it flew through the window and into the woods at the side of the road. I was really sad and begged my mom to stop so I could look for it but she didn't let me.
When we got home I told my dad the story and he told me that lucky I didn't lose too far away from our house so that we could go search for it. We got in the car and went to were I lost it we searched everywhere but we couldn't find I went home really sad but the next day my dad gave mw another ball and I was happy again.
When we got home I told my dad the story and he told me that lucky I didn't lose too far away from our house so that we could go search for it. We got in the car and went to were I lost it we searched everywhere but we couldn't find I went home really sad but the next day my dad gave mw another ball and I was happy again.