Lesson 3 Please send me a card

Postcards always spoil my holidays. Last summer,I went to Italy. I visited museums and sat in public gardens. A friendly waiter taught me a few words of Italian. Then he lent me a book. I read a few lines, but I did not understand a word.Every day I thought about postcards.My holidays passed quickly, but I did not send cards to my friends. On the last day I made a big decision. I got up early and bought thirty-seven cards. I spent the whole day in my  room,but I did not write a single card!