One Day of My Life
I got up early today’s morning. But then I understood, ”It is Sunday, I don’t need to go anywhere”. So I stayed up late in bed. Then I got downstairs, dressed up and went to the kitchen. My mom cooked me a beautiful breakfast. Then I washed up all plates after eating up my omelette and drinking up my tea. I knew that my father would come soon, so I mixed up the ingredients to cook tasty salad. I was very glad that I could cook because I was brought up well. Having done all my house work I caught a taxi and went to my friends to a café.
(from “Mastories”, short stories by Mary Zhukova)