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Max Hermens
op 2 juni 2021
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Het Engels Huiswerk van Tamara Blom, 2 vmbo B

I had a supergood holiday because I was visiting my dad. My dad lives also best far away, all the way in Drenthe, and not in a normal house, but in a sort of bungalow. But I was there the hole holiday and it was great because nobody said we should do something. We walked many times through the forest, I even got two blisters! But that punctured my dad and then it hurted a lot, but I really didn’t have to cry really. It’s never boring with my dad, he has so many friends, they always come at the evening and I was permitting to stay up with them, even until superlate sometimes! They all have so many ideas, but really about everything! But mostly mainly about de government, because my dad is in such a club that he organizes all types of things with, and he really know a lot about it, he says that the goverment is everybody liars and pedofails, that’s what he says the whole day, but I don’t really care because I’m just very happy to be with him again. In the end of the holiday even we went to the city with his friends, I forget the name, maybe Drenthe city of zo, and there were ALL HIS FRIENDS on the green lawn of the city, they all had flags with them and they are singing and they are shouting and also I get lots and lots of ice creams, like maybe so much als one ice creams every hour! And all the people said they thought it were great that I was there too. Everyone was actually really supernice, but then the police came and we had to quick leave, because dad said it was better. End later dad said it was a super big succes because they’re club was even on the news! So we make a big campfire behind the bungalow, the fire got really high! I have it never seen so high. We threw in all the wood and danced funny to crazy music from reggae country’s. Then we lying in the grass because we are very tired. It is really very beautiful in the forest. I love my dad super very much, because first it could not be possible for a while, then I was not allowed to visit, not at all! But now it is possible again and I’m very happy. After that holiday I have to go home of course and dad dosen’t have a car, so then I go all alone with the train to Utrecht, really!!! Well that was pretty much my holiday, I hope I have enough words? Bye!




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