This story is like a diary. This book is written some days in their Gran's house. Walking in woods, making some jars of jam, and so on. They are rarely experiences for present kids. I haven't done them things. I want to do them things. In the night, kids went to bed. When, they couldn't sleep. They imitated a ghost. It was funny for me. I did that things which like that, when I was children. In this story, a owl appeared on a tree near them Gran's house. I didn't look owl. I want to look owls. They are envious things for me. I felt envious to kids in this story.
It is a tender story. I want to read more like that story, because I like that story. It was funny story for me.
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