todayissunday,andmyparentshasgonetotheikeantochoosesomerfurniture,andifinishmyhomework.isuddenlyhaveaideawhyican'tdodinnerformyparents,thenidoitjustlikemymother.iwashthepad,andputtheslicingpotatoesontoit,thenputcoverontoit.afterthatibeganturnontvandwatchthewonderfulprogrames.butiforgetthefireisstillonandthepotatostillisstiringinit.abouthalfhourn,itasteastrangesmellcomingfromthekinken,andibecomenervous,whatshouldidotheitelephonethenumber119.

　　untilmyparentscamehome,itoldthemwhathappenedinthehomeduringtheirabsence.theydidn'tcriticizeatmeinsteadofcompliment.buttheystressednotdothatagainandtaughtmehowtoprehibitthefire.andtellmethehouseworkbelongtothem,notmybusiness,andkindlysaidaslongasigetgoodgrade,theywillbecomethehappiestparentsoftheworld.

　　whatgreatpareants!