“I’m going shopping in the village, ”George’s mother said to George on Saturday morning.“So be a good boy and don’t get into trouble. And don’t forget   (1)   good care of Grandma.”Then out she went.

 Grandma  (2)   in the chair by the window when she opened one lit tle eye and said , “Now

you heard  (3)  your mother said, George.”

“Yes, Grandma,” George said.

     George was bored to tears. He didn’t have a brother or a sister. His father was a farmer, and   (4)  farm they lived on was miles away from anywhere,   (5)  there were never any children

to play with. He was tired of staring at   (6)  pigs , hens, cows and sheep. He was especially tired of having to live in the house with his grandma. Looking after her all by himself was hardly   (7)  way to spend a Saturday morning.

“Go and make me a cup of tea for a start,   (8)  sugar and milk.” Grandma said.Most grandmothers are lovely , kind, helpful old ladies, but not this one. George’s grandma was a woman   (9)  was always complaining about something or other. She spent all day  (10)  on her chair by the window. George  (11)  that Grandma used to be a gentle lady, but as she grew older, she was not able to look after herself and even worse, she was easy to get angry.

“We  (12)  _be nice to the old, George,” His mother always told him.

Thinking of this, George  (13)  into the kitchen and made Grandma a cup of tea with a teabag. He put one spoon of sugar and  (14)  _ milk in it. He stirred the tea well and carried it into the living room_  (15)  .