Yesterday was Monday. I went to school with my brother Tom by bus. Our school is far from our home. We were happy on the bus. We saw many children on it. They also went to school. Some men and women talked to each other. Some children listened to music.
I looked out of the window of the bus. Tom read a book. A man said to him, "It is not good for your eyes to read a book on the bus." So Tom didn't read a book. He wanted to talk with me. But I didn't want to talk on the bus.
