THE BIRTHDAY

avril 16, 2008 mielmanja

HANITRA’S BIRTHDAY

Yesterday it was Hanitra birthday. She was eleven, early in the morning her parents knocked at bedroom door. They called out: » many happy returns of the day, Hanitra »

Hanitra opened the door, her father and mother kissed her and handed her a present. She opened the parcel quickly; it was a new blouse. « Oh mummy, thank you! » she exclamed. » It’s exactly what I wanted »

Then the postman knocded at the front door, Hanitra rushed downstairs and opened the door. The postman smild at her saying: » I’ve a lot of cards and parcels for you, Miss Hanitra » Then brother appeared in his pyjamas, holding a box of chocolates. He kissed his sister, saying: » happy birthday, Hanitra « .In the afternoom Hanitra had a party. Several of her friends were ther. In the middle of the table there was a big birthday cake. It had eleven candles on it. » Blow out the candles, Hanitra » her friends exlaimed; and they all clapped their hands .

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