Minggu, 30 Oktober 2011

Washing the Car with Father

     On sunday, I get ready washing the car. I would help my father. My father put out the car from garage. I became an interpreter parking. I made soapsuds in the bucket. My father spray the car. And then, our car rubbing together. Aduhhh... heard my father shout. I ran to my father. My father sank while crying. Father stepped on the foot of soapy water, then slip. "Father did not care, because the father slips", father said. My father laugh, I also laugh. Havefun washing the car with father.

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