This is my family: my wife, my son, my daughter and I. I am Mr. Black. My wife is Mrs. Black. I am Mrs. Black’s husband. I am a man. My wife is a woman.
We have two children, a boy and a girl. The boy’s name is John. He’s twelve years old. The girl’s name is Mary. She’s still quite young. She’s only eight. She’s four years younger than John, and John is four years older than she is. Mary is the youngest in the family and I am the oldest.
John is Mary’s brother. Mary is John’s sister. John is my son. I am his father. My wife is his mother. Mary is my daughter. I am her father. My wife is her mother. John and Mary are our children. I am their father; my wife is their mother; we are their parents. We love our children.
My wife is sitting in an armchair, reading a book. I am standing by the window, smoking a pipe. Mary is writing a letter. John is kneeling on the floor and playing with his train. The dog and the cat are lying under the table. |
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