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It Was the Best Day!

A day that I remember clearly as an excellent doy was when I got

my fest bicycle. I was working hard that day, helping my dad with
his work e was an author, and he sold his own books. He was
getting many grders for his books from the internet and the telephone.
He and I would arite down an order and put the order together in an envelope.
Then, I would run down to the mailbox to put the letters in the mailbox. We lived far away from
the city, and our driveway was about a kilometer long The day was especially busy, and I was
tired by lunchtime. Instend of coming to the dining room for lunch, my dad told my mom that he
was going to town. My dad came home with a large box. He went to his office and closed the
door, Then he called for me. When I went into his office, there was a brand new bicyclel My dad
said that if I was going to help him, I should have the things I need for the job The bicycle, he
said, was for all the trips I make to the mailbox. I still have the bicycle, and Fl always remember
the special day when I received it!

A. Number the parts of the story to show the correct order.

________ the boy’s father was calling for him to come into the office.

________ The boy and his father started writing orders and putting them in envelopes.

________ the boy was taking the envelopes to the mailbox.

________ the father was going to town.