Breakfast or Lunch?
It was Sunday.I never get up early on Sundays.I sometimes stay in bed until lunch time.Last Sunday.I got up very late.I looked out of the window.It was dark outside.”what a day!”I thought.”It's raining again.”Just then,the telephone rang.It was my aunt Lucy.”I've just arrived by train,she said.”I'm coming to see you.”
”But I'm still having breakfast,”I said.
”What are you doing?”she asked.
”I'm having breakfast,”I repeated.
”dear me,”she said.”Do you always get up so late?It's one o'clock!”
这是星期天.星期天我从不早起,有时候我一直睡到吃午饭.上星期天我起得很晚.我向窗外看去,外面一片漆黑.我想：“倒霉的天,又下雨啦!”就在这时电话铃响了,是我姑妈Lucy来的电话.她说：“我刚下火车,我准备来看你.”
“可我正在吃早饭哩!”我说.
“你在做什么?”她问.
“我正在吃早饭呢.”我重复说.
她说：“哎呀!你总是起得这么晚吗?现在一点钟啦!”
