| It was a very hot day in the middle of
summer, and there were no trees along the street. Mr. Read {{U}}(41)
{{/U}} his shop at half past five, and went out into the street and began
walking to the bus. He was a very {{U}}(42) {{/U}} man. The sun shone
straight down the street, and in a few minutes Mr. Read {{U}}(43) {{/U}}
very hot. A small boy came out of another {{U}}(44) {{/U}} in the street and followed Mr. Read. He stayed very {{U}}(45) {{/U}} him all the time, and he kicked Mr. Read's {{U}}(46) {{/U}} several times. Mr. Read looked at him angrily each time. After the fourth time, Mr. Read stopped, turned {{U}}(47) {{/U}} and said to the small boy, "What are you doing? {{U}}(48) {{/U}} following me like that! You're going to hurt my feet." "I'm {{U}}(49) {{/U}}, but don't stop me, please!" the small boy said. "It's very hot today, and there isn't {{U}}(50) {{/U}}shade anywhere else in the street!" |