Barbara spent Saturday afternoon looking at a beautiful book about
South America.
«I want to go to South America», she said to herself.
The next morning, when Barbara woke up it was six o’clock and
her brothers and sisters were still asleep. Barbara looked at them, and
closed her eyes again.
Then she quietly got out of bed and started to pack her suitcase.
She took [bad word] clothes out of her cupboard. She
packed a pair of binoculars and her sister’s camera. She packed a
photograph of herself and one of her mother and father.
«I mustn’t forget to have some breakfast», she said to herself. But
then she looked at the clock. It was a quarter to seven.
«I’ll just drink a glass of water», she said.
«glass of water», she said.
«Water», she said, and open her eyes.
She was still in bed, and her brothers and sisters were laughing
at her.
«Tell us what you were dreaming about», they said to her.
But Barbara didn’t answer. She was thinking about her wonderful
journey to South America.