All the children like small gifts of money. Mom and dad, of course, provide the regular pocket money. But uncles and aunts always are the extra source of income. With some chidren, if pocket money is not exchanged for sweets, it giigle(记不清"嘎嘎作响"的拼写) for months inside the box. Only a few of children manage to fill up the money box. Most of them take the fifthy pence as a little price of a nice big bar of chocolate.
My nephew, George, also have a money box, but it is nearly empty. There are a few of fifty pence pieces and bound coins inside the box. Yesterday, I gave him a fifty pence and advised him to save it. But he took himself a fifty pence worth of trouble. On the way he took fifty pence to the sweet shop, it droped out of his hand and bounced into a drain. George wanted to get his fifty pence back. He took off his jacket and rolled out of his sleeves and pushed his hand through the drain cover. But he didn't get the fifty pence and found his hand couldn't get out of the drain. A crowd of people got around him and a lady rush(记不清“涂抹”的拼写) soap and bubbles on his arm. He still couldn't get his hand back. Someone called the fire XX(记不清"消防队"拼写) and two fire fighters free George's hand. George wasn't troubled by this trouble because the lady who owns the sweet shop knew his experience and rewarded him a big box of chocolate.
Children always appreciate small gifts of money
but uncles and aunts are always a source of extra income.
With some children, small sums go a long way. If fifty pences are not exchanged for sweets, they rattle for months inside the moneybox.
For most of them, fifty pence is a small price to pay for a nice big bar of chocolate.
My nephew, George, has a money-box but it is always empty. Very few of the fifty pences I have given to him found their way there.
Instead, he bought himself fifty pence worth of trouble.
On his way to the sweet shop, he dropped his fifty pence and it rolled along the pavement and then disappeared down a drain.
pushed his right arm through the drain cover.
However, he couldn't find his sixpence anywhere, and what's more, he couldn't get his arm out.
A crowd of people gathered round him and a lady rubbed his arm with soap and butter, but George was firmly stuck.
The fire-brigade was called and two firemen freed George using a special greese.
George was not too upset by his sixpence because the lady who owns the sweet shop heard about his trouble