Nabil lives in a fat in a high building in the city. There are no garden in the area where he lives. There are tall buildings all round.
Nabil spends his weekend in the village. His grandfather has a big farm in the village. There are beautiful flowers and big green trees in the farm.
Nabil loves the village more than the city. He always says, "If there were school for me in the village, I would not stay in the city for one day"
But Nabil goes to school everyday. He has to stay in the city.
Every Saturday he goes to the village. He spends tow day there. He enjoys the beautiful nature, and picks nice flowers. He plays in the farm, climbs the trees, and eats fresh fruits.
Nabil also spends the summer vacation at his grandfather's farm.
He usually tells his classmates about his life in the village, and about the beauty of the village.
One day, his friends asked him to take them to his village. He promised them to spend the spring vacation there.
On the first day of vacation, the boys packed their clothes, their toys, and their balls. They took the bus which travels to the village. on the way, they asked Nabil,
"Is your village really beautiful?"
"Yes, very beautiful indeed."
"Can we play freely in the fields?"
"Of course we can."
"Are there any trees in your village?"
"There are many trees in my village and in my grandfather's farm. I used to play in the fields with the neighbors' children. We used to climb the trees and look for birds' nests. We, then, rest in the shad of the trees When it got hot"
"we will enjoy out time, then"
"Of course. And we will eat fresh bread, eggs, butter, and breath pure air."
An hour later, Nabil and his friends were in the village.
A friend said to him, "Your village is really charming. There are lovely green trees here, there are pretty flowers, and the air is pure. Oh! Oh! Take a deep breath boys!"
Another boy cried joyfully, "Sure we will have a good tome here. Is your grandfather's farm far way?"
Nabil said, "No, it's not so far. We will be there in ten minutes."
The boys cried, "Hurry! Hurry! to the beauty! Here we can play freely. We can run and shout. Neighbors will not complain. and people in the street will not drive us off."
When the boys reached the bus stop, they descended and walked happily. They were telling jokes and laughing happily. thinking about the marvelous vacation they would spend in the small village.
suddenly, Nabil thought that he had lost his way. They were about to leave the place, but Nabil saw his grandfather waving to them.
A boy asked, "What is this?"
Nabil had no answer. He was speechless. His last visit was only a month ago, because he was busy with the exams.
A friend asked, "where is the farm?"
Another boy asked, "Where are the cows, the horses, the fresh fruits, the butter, and the bread?"
A third boy said, "Where are the trees, the nests, the clean air? look! There are clouds of dust?"
Instead of the trees, instead of the farm, instead of the wide yard where the boys wanted to play, there was a high fence.
There was a wooden hut and there were many workers.
Nabil's grandfather came to the children, he said,
"Welcome! Welcome, dear children! I am waiting for you! Let's come into the house."
The boys said, "We haven't come to get into the house. We want to enjoy the lovely nature."
Nabil was very sad. He asked his grandfather, "What is this? What is happening?"
The grandfather said, "The workers are building new flats. They will build a beautiful big building; a tall building of many flats."
"And what will you do with all the flats? You have a big house, and you are alone."
"I will sell the flats, and make some money. And all is for you!"
"I don't want money. I want a place to play, a tree to climb, clean air to breathe. I don't want anybody to say: go away boy! you are disturbing us."
The boys were shocked and upset. A workman came and said, "Go away! you can't play here any more. it is dangerous. A big stone may fall down and hurt you badly."
The boys decided to go back to the city. the grandfather called them, but they went on their way with out looking back. They carried their bags and started walking to the mine street.
One of them bent down and took handful of cement. A friend asked him, "What is this?"
The boy said, laughing, "A bunch of flowers for my mum!"
The boys got on the bus. Nabil sat on his seat feeling miserable. A boy asked him,
"What is the mater, Nabil"
Nabil looked at him and said, sadly, "Stone everywhere!"
Nabil spends his weekend in the village. His grandfather has a big farm in the village. There are beautiful flowers and big green trees in the farm.
Nabil loves the village more than the city. He always says, "If there were school for me in the village, I would not stay in the city for one day"
But Nabil goes to school everyday. He has to stay in the city.
Every Saturday he goes to the village. He spends tow day there. He enjoys the beautiful nature, and picks nice flowers. He plays in the farm, climbs the trees, and eats fresh fruits.
Nabil also spends the summer vacation at his grandfather's farm.
He usually tells his classmates about his life in the village, and about the beauty of the village.
One day, his friends asked him to take them to his village. He promised them to spend the spring vacation there.
On the first day of vacation, the boys packed their clothes, their toys, and their balls. They took the bus which travels to the village. on the way, they asked Nabil,
"Is your village really beautiful?"
"Yes, very beautiful indeed."
"Can we play freely in the fields?"
"Of course we can."
"Are there any trees in your village?"
"There are many trees in my village and in my grandfather's farm. I used to play in the fields with the neighbors' children. We used to climb the trees and look for birds' nests. We, then, rest in the shad of the trees When it got hot"
"we will enjoy out time, then"
"Of course. And we will eat fresh bread, eggs, butter, and breath pure air."
An hour later, Nabil and his friends were in the village.
A friend said to him, "Your village is really charming. There are lovely green trees here, there are pretty flowers, and the air is pure. Oh! Oh! Take a deep breath boys!"
Another boy cried joyfully, "Sure we will have a good tome here. Is your grandfather's farm far way?"
Nabil said, "No, it's not so far. We will be there in ten minutes."
The boys cried, "Hurry! Hurry! to the beauty! Here we can play freely. We can run and shout. Neighbors will not complain. and people in the street will not drive us off."
When the boys reached the bus stop, they descended and walked happily. They were telling jokes and laughing happily. thinking about the marvelous vacation they would spend in the small village.
suddenly, Nabil thought that he had lost his way. They were about to leave the place, but Nabil saw his grandfather waving to them.
A boy asked, "What is this?"
Nabil had no answer. He was speechless. His last visit was only a month ago, because he was busy with the exams.
A friend asked, "where is the farm?"
Another boy asked, "Where are the cows, the horses, the fresh fruits, the butter, and the bread?"
A third boy said, "Where are the trees, the nests, the clean air? look! There are clouds of dust?"
Instead of the trees, instead of the farm, instead of the wide yard where the boys wanted to play, there was a high fence.
There was a wooden hut and there were many workers.
Nabil's grandfather came to the children, he said,
"Welcome! Welcome, dear children! I am waiting for you! Let's come into the house."
The boys said, "We haven't come to get into the house. We want to enjoy the lovely nature."
Nabil was very sad. He asked his grandfather, "What is this? What is happening?"
The grandfather said, "The workers are building new flats. They will build a beautiful big building; a tall building of many flats."
"And what will you do with all the flats? You have a big house, and you are alone."
"I will sell the flats, and make some money. And all is for you!"
"I don't want money. I want a place to play, a tree to climb, clean air to breathe. I don't want anybody to say: go away boy! you are disturbing us."
The boys were shocked and upset. A workman came and said, "Go away! you can't play here any more. it is dangerous. A big stone may fall down and hurt you badly."
The boys decided to go back to the city. the grandfather called them, but they went on their way with out looking back. They carried their bags and started walking to the mine street.
One of them bent down and took handful of cement. A friend asked him, "What is this?"
The boy said, laughing, "A bunch of flowers for my mum!"
The boys got on the bus. Nabil sat on his seat feeling miserable. A boy asked him,
"What is the mater, Nabil"
Nabil looked at him and said, sadly, "Stone everywhere!"
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