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Yesterday I had a holiday. It was my birthday.
Last week it was my mother’s holiday-the 8th of March. It’s the holiday of all the women in the world —Women’s Day.
On that day Father and I tried our best to please Mother. I drew a nice picture for Mum. Father bought nice presents for her. And of course we bought some flowers and sweets. It was very difficult to get flowers because all the men were looking for flowers on the 8th of March.
We gave our presents to Mother and said, “Best wishes for the 8th of March.”
Last year we had a lot of fun on that day. Father and I got up very early when Mother was still asleep. I cleaned all the rooms.
When I came into the kitchen I saw Father there. It was very hot in the kitchen. “Dad, what are you doing here? Why are you wearing Mother’s apron?” I asked.
“Cooking a present for Mother,” he said.
When Mother got up we were very tired but the rooms were clean and breakfast was ready.
We gave our presents to Mother — a box of sweets, six new beautiful cups, nice flowers and said, “Best wishes for the 8th of March.”
Then Father invited Mother and me to go to the living-room to have a holiday breakfast.
He put something on the table. “What is it?” Mother asked. “Where did you buy it?”
“It’s a holiday cake. I cooked it for you,” said Father.
Mother thanked Father and ate some cake. I wondered how Mum could do it. I was very hungry but I couldn’t eat the cake.
When Father went to the kitchen to bring some other things, I asked Mother, “Did you like the cake?”
Mother didn’t say anything but laughed.