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We Don't Go Out on Rainy Sundays
I am Jade. I am twelve years old. I live in a small town near the river. Sundays are calm at home. When it rains, we don't go out. Our family doesn't plan park trips on wet Sundays.
It doesn't stop raining before lunch today. The sky doesn't look bright. Dad doesn't drive to the market early. Mom doesn't call her sister for a visit. We don't wear our hiking shoes.
I don't ride my bike on wet streets. My tires don't move fast on slippery roads. I don't meet friends at the square. The square doesn't have many people in the rain. Our town doesn't feel busy on Sundays like this.
My brother Luis doesn't play football outside. He doesn't kick the ball in the yard. The grass doesn't stay dry. Mom doesn't wash extra sports clothes on Sunday morning.