9 April 2012
"Ivy had pale skin, ginger plaits sliding down to her gentle feet, big bright beautiful blazing blue eyes. She sang, she laughed, she danced." I read. Just as I was getting another breath, he said,
"Stop there. Lilya, that was a beautiful story. You might actually be the best reader and writer in this class, so you can get a prize." He said, happily.
"Thank you Mr. a
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