Two weeks before Christmas one year, I went to London with my mother. I1forget the day. The streets were2people. The shop windows were very bright. My mother held my hand and we both went into a toy (玩具) shop. The shop was full of3. There were nice toys4.Then I saw Father Christmas. I5my mother by the hand. "Please 6 me to Father Christmas," I said. There were7children near Father Christmas. They were standing8line. Father Christmas spoke to everyone of them. At last it was my9. "Hello, little Tom," he said to me. As soon as I heard his10I found out that he was my uncle, John Smith.
