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THE BEST BIRTHDAY EVER
There are some things easier to remember and some others easier to forget. I can't remember my 5th birthday, but two years ago my mum showed me a video about that special birthday.
It was in 1994. I celebrated my birthday party in a swimming pool. Everybody and their uncle was there, obviously because my mother had invited them. But, before that, something happened at my house, when I was chosing what to wear.
When my mum came back from buying some things that were missing, I was still in my bed because I had just got up. When I saw her, she looked worried and I didn't know why!
Suddenly a man came and greeted me. I had never seen him before. I stayed a while looking at him and, after a short time, he told me that he was my grandfather. I looked at him again and asked to my mum if that was true. She started crying and at the same moment she said yes.
After a long time talking to my grandfather, I realised that my mother was just like him. In that moment, I knew the reason why my mum was crying. My grandfather is a very busy man and she hadn't seen him for a while but, he remembered the date of my birthday and came to meet me.
Eventually, we all went to the place where I celebrated my party. That birthday was the best birthday ever because it was the first day I met my grandfather.
It was in 1994. I celebrated my birthday party in a swimming pool. Everybody and their uncle was there, obviously because my mother had invited them. But, before that, something happened at my house, when I was chosing what to wear.
When my mum came back from buying some things that were missing, I was still in my bed because I had just got up. When I saw her, she looked worried and I didn't know why!
Suddenly a man came and greeted me. I had never seen him before. I stayed a while looking at him and, after a short time, he told me that he was my grandfather. I looked at him again and asked to my mum if that was true. She started crying and at the same moment she said yes.
After a long time talking to my grandfather, I realised that my mother was just like him. In that moment, I knew the reason why my mum was crying. My grandfather is a very busy man and she hadn't seen him for a while but, he remembered the date of my birthday and came to meet me.
Eventually, we all went to the place where I celebrated my party. That birthday was the best birthday ever because it was the first day I met my grandfather.
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