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One Hundred And Four

This morning I woke up early to prepare myself to study with a teacher who I thought was good. The teacher teaches art lessons. Actually, I don't really like art but the day before yesterday he asked me to paint a picture that expressed my feelings.  I honestly didn't have the idea of painting something. I don't have a great intention to paint for now but I've painted maple leaves.

A glass of fresh milk has been eaten until it stays in half. I tidied up the brushes when the bell rang and mom immediately came over to the main door. The teacher smiled when she saw that I was already facing a sketch paper. She sat down before me and immediately put down her big bag.

“Looks like you’re excited about painting, Kate. How are you?” Ms. Shane asked me.

“That’s great. How about you, Ms. Shane?” I asked her back and prepared some art books.

“We’re in the same boat. By the way, you painting maple leaves. What&rsqu

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