Dear Daming:
I'm Jack. I'm ten years old. I like playing football. I can catch the ball well. I don't like basketball. Because I can't jump high. I like my school very much. I have a good time every day. My school starts at nine o clock. We don't do morning exercises here. We all play in the playground. The bell rings at nine o'clock. Then we go into the classroom. I often play football with my friends at four o'clock in the afternoon.
Yours,
Jack

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I went to the with my mother last weekend. We bought some milk there. And I my friend, Daming. He bought an ice cream. I talked with Daming happily. He me some interesting things. Daming dropped his ice cream my new shoes, but I was not . Then my mother and I went home by bus.
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—Tom wants to wear my shoes.
I get up at half past seven every day. But this morning I got up at 8: 00. The class would start at 8: 10. So I put on my clothes, washed my face and brushed my teeth in a hurry. Then I ran to school. When I got into the classroom, the teacher and classmates all looked at me. My face turned red. That was an English class. But I couldn't find my English book. I left it at home. I felt sad. What a bad day!