Early one Morning.-

On Sundays father takes us for a drive into the country.


We enjoy this very much.


Last Sunday we got up very early.


We sat in the car and waited for father.


At six-thirty mother and father were ready.


Father sat bahind the Wheel and started the engine.


The car din not move.


-That is funny-father said-It was all right yesterday
.

He tried again but the car did not move.


-There isn't any petrol in the tank-My brother Jimmy said.


-You are right, Jimmy-father said.


-I'll go and get some petrol from the garaje-Jimmy said.


-It's half past six-my mother said-the garaje is shut.


-What shall we do ? -I asked.


-We can go back to bed and get up at nine o'clock-father said.


Mother and Father went back to bed, but Jimmy and I stayed in the car.


-We are not going to sleep-we said.


Suddenly, father knocked at the window of the car.


-Wake up children-he said-It´nine o clock.