My mother is wonderful because when I’m sick, she feels my head to make sure it is not too hot.
Sometimes I take my ball to the pools. I throw the ball to my Mum and then she throws the ball back.
Sometimes my mum and I play fight. My Mum always wins.
My Mum helps me with my homework if I don’t know how to do it. She washes my clothes and makes my lunch. Sometimes, we have to use the laundromat in town and I wait with her. I help her fold it.
My Mum helps my Dad at his work - she wraps the parcels and makes him food.
One day, the other week, I really wanted to fly my plane at my home, so I put my plane on the tramp. I pushed the throttle on the control forwards to make the plane take off. The flaps were up and it went over the house. I was feeling a bit scared because I thought the plane might hit the house and break the tiles. I turned the flaps down to make the plane go down. I knew it would go over the bank so I made the plane turn by pushing the switch on the control to the right. It turned but I couldn't see it and its wing hit my mum's car and the other wing hit the blackish blue stones on the driveway. The plane hit the ground. My sisters and I ran to it. When we came to it, we thought it had landed properly because it was on its wheels. I picked it up and I saw that the piece to hold the wings down was broken. I told my dad and I put it on his workbench. He wasn't that angry, but I was sad.