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    On September 23, 1996, the narrator was seven years old and spent afternoons cooking with her mom or reading with her grandpa. Her dad usually came home at 6pm to tell them about his day, though he was tired he was always cheerful. On this day, her dad was late coming home which worried her mom since cell phones were uncommon. When he arrived, the narrator saw he was struggling to get out of the car as if carrying something heavy. Her mom then entered with a smile saying they needed to choose names. Her dad followed with a box containing three puppies that became the narrator's best friends from that day onward.

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    On September 23, 1996, the narrator was seven years old and spent afternoons cooking with her mom or reading with her grandpa. Her dad usually came home at 6pm to tell them about his day, though he was tired he was always cheerful. On this day, her dad was late coming home which worried her mom since cell phones were uncommon. When he arrived, the narrator saw he was struggling to get out of the car as if carrying something heavy. Her mom then entered with a smile saying they needed to choose names. Her dad followed with a box containing three puppies that became the narrator's best friends from that day onward.

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    Redacción en Inglés Sobre El Mejor Día de Mi Vida

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    Redaccin en ingls sobre el mejor da

    de mi vida
    02/10/2014 por Mara Jos Rubin Dejar un comentario

    The Best Day of My Life


    If I had to choose only one day in my life to live it again, it would be September, 23th in
    1996. I was seven years old and I used to spend my afternoons cooking with my mom
    or reading short stories with my grandpa.

    Every day at six oclock, my dad would come home and tell us about his day at the
    office. He was always very tired but still cheerful. He never let anything bad from his
    work show in his mood once he got home.

    On the 23th of September, something unusual happened. I was taking peeks through the
    window since a quarter to six, as I did every afternoon. The church bell sang and I knew
    it was six oclock, and my dad would be home any minute.

    The time past by and he didnt arrived. My mom was beginning to worry. Cell phones
    were not very common at that moment, so we had no way of getting in touch with him.
    Mom called the office: he had left at half past five, as accustomed.

    Finally, after thirty long minutes, his car appeared in front of our porch. Mom asked me
    to stay with grandpa as she ran out to see him. I looked through the window again and I
    saw dad was getting out of the car with difficulty, as if he were carrying something
    heavy.

    He was. Mom entered the house with a gloating smile, saying something about choosing
    names. After her, entered my dad, with a box carrying three little puppies that have been
    my best friends since that wonderful day.

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