ENGLISH STORIES

AN EXCITING TRIP

          I have just received a letter from my brother, Tim. He is in Australia. He has been there for six months. Tim is an engineer. He is working in a big firm. He has just bought an Australian car has visited a great number of different places in Australia. He has gone to Aliec Spring, Small town in the center of Australia. He will soon visit Darwin. From there he will fly to Perth. My brother have never been abroad  before, So, he is finding  this trip very exciting. 

UNHAPPY PRINCES

In the past, in a kingdom was life a beautiful princes. She is very diligent and smart. But she has a bad attitude.

One day, king o the kingdom saw his princes didn’t go to school.

  “My sweety! Why don’t you go to school?” asked the king. “I hate school and I hate meet friends”, answered the princes rudely. “My sweety! School is very important”, said the queen sadly. “I say, no!” said the princes angrily.

One time, the princes sit under a big tree. While read a book. One of her friends came and greeted her. “Hi! Let’s we play together!” said her friend. “No!” answered the princes. “Why?” asked her friend. “It’s none your business, go a way!” said the princes rudely. Then her friend leaved her just alone.

  At the night, she experienced a bad dream. In her dream, she found her self in the top of high tree. She saw under the tree. Her friends were around the tree. She called them to help her. But they didn’t pay any attention and leaved her. She cried and screamed as loud as she can. “My sweety! What happen?” asked the queen. She was very worry with her princes. When she opened her eyes, she found her self was still in her bed. Then she was only cry and said, “I’m sorry”.

After the event, she changed her attitude. She always smiles to everyone. Because, she realized that at all her time she never happy. She was unhappy princes. It’s caused of her bad attitude.  

BREAKFAST OR LUNCH

          It was Sunday. I never get up early on Sundays. I sometimes stay in bed until lunch time. Last Sunday, I got up very late. I look out of the window. It was dark outside. “What a day?” I thought. It was raining again. Just then the telephone rang. It was my aunt Lucy. “I have just arrived by train”, she said. “I am coming to see you”.

“But I am still having breakfast”, I said.

 “What are you doing?” she asked.

“I am having breakfast”, I repeated.

“Dear me”, she said

“Do you always get up so late? It is one o’clock”.