Wednesday, 25 January 2012
Stephanie group’s wrting It was a sunny day, the blazing sun scorched the ground. We planned to have a picnic at the beach. We packed our swimming trunks into the car boot. When we reached there, it was as crowded as a pack of sardines in a tin can. We managed to find a shady spot. As it was so warm, we decided to have a swim in the cool sparkling sea. After a while we went back to the picnic mat. We chatted happily over our hearty lunch. Suddenly, a little girl came towards us, she was crying non-stop. . . We tried to pacify her and asked her what happened. After a while, she stopped crying. . .