Difference between revisions of "Великовучельник Вурок 11"

 

When I was a child I went to school. Our teacher was young and beautiful. I liked her. My father liked her too. But my mother didn't like my teacher. I don't know why. We had a lot of tables in our classroom. Our classroom was big. We learned to read, write and count. We had a lot of subjects and a lot of homework. When I left my school our teacher seemed to be old. When I left my school I was happy.