Yesterday I went camping. The adventure was small and happy. Put it means a tent, but it is not put. I thought, maybe at the wrong place I put it, but no. Or here he went for mushrooms, everywhere nettle. Everything went just super. Only after I "installed" the tent, it all began to take shape. Has had a sleep, has eaten, then again has had a sleep well and so on... So I returned to the super mega tired form. The journey ended successfully.

When I was a child my family and I were on holidays in Paris.It is a very beautiful town with lovely sights,many shops and kind people.
My mother want to buy some clothes.I didn’t want to go to the shop,but mom make me to come in.There were mane dresses,blouses,shoes and other clothes.Mother said me to wait for.
I walk around the shop and suddenly realized that I cannot see my mom.I was afraid and want to cry.Then I saw my mom.I came up and hugged her.She looked at me scornfully.I looked at her face.It wasn’t my mom.It was another woman.I apologized and continued looking for my mom.
Then I saw a woman.She looked like my mother.I said:
-Excuse me,are you my mom,madam?
-Is It a joke?-said the woman,-of course,dear!I am your mom.Where you were?!
-It’s a long store.Let’s go home!