My Uncle

MY uncle My uncle gave me a fire truck as a Christmas gift it was made of wood and had wooden wheels that fell off after one hour of play. When I lived at a farm, he came and visited me helped the farmer get in dray hay. He stayed at the farm for a week, and when he left I was sitting behind a stone on the outer field feeling miserable, he could have stayed A few weeks more. He had to go, found a job in a town called Porsgrunn to stoke the flames of industry. Worst of all, he got married had several sons Why did have to do this? That is the problem with adults they always let you down.