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    MR Walker Day Reading

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    Last Tuesday, the narrator visited his hometown to spend the day with his parents at their cottage by the sea. He helped his friend George change a flat tire in town before buying flowers and gifts for his parents. In the afternoon, he went to the town park and watched people going about their activities, feeling that he missed his hometown more each day he was away.

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    MR Walker Day Reading

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    Last Tuesday, the narrator visited his hometown to spend the day with his parents at their cottage by the sea. He helped his friend George change a flat tire in town before buying flowers and gifts for his parents. In the afternoon, he went to the town park and watched people going about their activities, feeling that he missed his hometown more each day he was away.

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    Last Tuesday, the narrator visited his hometown to spend the day with his parents at their cottage by the sea. He helped his friend George change a flat tire in town before buying flowers and gifts for his parents. In the afternoon, he went to the town park and watched people going about their activities, feeling that he missed his hometown more each day he was away.

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    Mr Walker day

    Last Tuesday I went to my hometown to spend the day as usual. It’s a small quiet seaside
    town close to the city that I work and live in. I always look forward to Tuesdays because it’s
    my day off so I can rest and have a good time. Last Tuesday I woke up early, drove about 30
    km and reached my parents’ cottage at about 7 o’clock in the morning.

    When I opened the gate of the garden, my father was picking some tomatoes and cucumbers
    for breakfast. Their dog, Princess was jumping up and down and waving her tail as she was
    overjoyed to see me. I petted her on her head and then hugged my father. Then we went
    into the house. My mum was cooking my favourite cheese omelette and setting the table
    when I entered the kitchen. She was happy to

    see me. We sat at the table and had a family breakfast. Then I went out for a stroll around
    the town. The sun was shining brightly and it was quite warm.

    I decided to visit the town centre first. As I was walking down Rose Street, I saw my old
    friend, George. He was trying to change one of his car tyres because it blew out. I stopped
    to help him. Mr. and Mrs. Davies were passing by and approached us to ask what had
    happened. I think they were coming from the supermarket because they were carrying a few
    bags in their hands. After we finished replacing the new tyre with the spare one, George
    thanked me and drove off. So, I went on walking. When I reached the town center, I went
    directly into the florist’s.

    The only florist in our town, Mrs. Evans was preparing a huge wreath for a funeral and her
    assistant was spraying some plants with water. I said good day to them and ordered a nice
    bouquet of lilies for my mum. I sat on a chair and waited. I was drinking a glass of tea which
    they offered when Mrs. Evans finished my bouquet. I took it and left. Then I went into the
    souvenir shop next to the post office to buy gifts for my mum and dad. I was thinking and
    looking at the items when the shop owner came and asked if I needed any help. He showed
    me a beautiful tea set for mum and a silver pocket watch for dad. They were gorgeous and
    their prices were reasonable so I bought them and left the shop. I walked to the town park
    to sit on a bench and rest for a while. The park was very crowded as usual and I started
    watching people around me. Sue and her sister, Ann were rollerblading while their parents
    were doing yoga on their mats. Little Edward was holding an empty ice cream cone and crying
    as he had dropped his ice cream on the ground. Mr. Lee was sitting under a tree and reading
    his newspaper. Some boys were playing soccer on the grass. Mrs. Taylor was feeding the
    birds with crumbs of bread and her husband, Larry was taking photographs. Diane was
    talking to her son, William angrily as he had pulled a cat’s tail. Peter and his sister were
    running around the park to keep healthy and fit. While I was watching people, I realised that
    I was missing my hometown more and more each day. I thought I could move back one day.
    After a short time, I went back home. When I arrived my dad was taking a nap on the sofa
    and my mum was watching a documentary about polar bears on TV.

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