Mrs. Green was eighty, and she had a small car. She alwaysto the shops in it on Saturdays and bought some food.
She did not drive fast she was so old, but she drove well and never hit anything. Sometimes her grandchildren said to her," don't drive your car, grandma. We can take you to the shops." But she always said," No, I like . I've driven for fifty years, and I'm not going to stop now."
Last Saturday she stopped her car at some lights because they were red, and then it did not start again. The lights were green, then, then red, then green again, but her cardid not start.
"What should I do now?" She said to .Just then a policeman came and said to her , "Good morning. Don't you like of our traffic colours today?"
