n my last holidays l went to Hawaii. When l went to the beach for the first time something wonderful happened.
l saw a nice boy. He was very sympathetic. He had brown hair, his eyes were brown, too, and he was of medium height. He had on a nice yellow T-shirt and a pair of short blue jeans. On the beach he was playing volleyball with his friends. I went to him and asked him if he wanted to go for a walk with me. l didn't have a good feeling. But, oh wonder, he said yes. l felt" really good". We went along the beach, and he told me about his holidays. He was in London, England.There is his aunt. He saw Big Ben, the Tower Bridge, all the sights. He found it really fantastic. What a pity l wasn't there, because he even went to my house and he stayed there for bed and breakfast.l didn't know that, because l was away an holiday.That was a pity! After he had told me everything about his holidays l asked about his name and where he came from. He told me his name was Andy and he came from Hawaii. l asked him about his birthday and his age. His birthday is on the 26 th of January, and he is 12 years old. l told him my name, my nationality, my birthday and my age. From this day on we were friends forever. ln the evening we went out for a dinner with my family. l told him l must leave again in two days. He found it very, very sad. We promised that we would write letters every month, and l would go to to Hawaii every holiday. On the last day we had to say good-bye for one year.l was very, very sad, but l think my holidays were really fantastic.
Vera Jagschitz