The bell has rung as loud as a train. All the kids rush out of school.Summer\'s here.The sun is shining, shining on the beautiful flowers and the flowers are blooming with laughter.Palm trees are swaying, just swaying in the air.Children are laughing and playing, running and climbing, and there I am playing in the old oak tree nothing but me and my friends.Summer\'s here we shout. We run and play, we scream and shout. Nothing can ruin this perfect day.Then dawn has come, we go to the beach and we sit in the sand and we look out at the horizon and we see the waves gently crashing on the shore
