Last summer my brothers and I rested with my grandparents in the village. We like them, because in the summer we do not need to go to school, but in the village, there is a river, in which it is very pleasant to swim. For all the time that we stayed there, we had different situations: both funny and not very good.
Today I want to tell one of them.
When we come, we immediately find friends, because in summer there are a lot of children in the village.
And then one day, came the neighbor’s boy Yura, who called us to the river. After asking, we immediately ran there.
When we arrived, the older boys were making tarzanka. We also became interested, and we asked them to join the company. They gladly accepted us.
After an hour, the tartan was ready, and it was necessary to test it. I decided to try it first.
After a good run, I jumped, but she could not stand it, and I fell down. It was not very high, so it did not hurt, but I was pretty sick.
Afraid that my grandmother would scold me, because I stained my clothes, I ran home and began to wash it.
He read it and posted it in the yard. But when everything dried up, I saw that on my blue T-shirt formed a yellow stain. I got scared and cried. Grandmamma just arrived, and she had to tell her everything. Hearing my story, my grandmother did not swear, but only laughed. She explained to me that I took a whitening soap, so the t-shirt went bad.
Since then, I wash all my clothes myself. This is the story.