Iwoke up but couldn't open my eyes. the curtains ) and still the light seemed too bright. all my body hurt and i had a sore throat. i knew that it was warm in the room, but my ) felt as cold as ice. i looked at the clock - it was about nine o'clock. i could hear that mum was cooking sunday breakfast. but i be_ hungry at all. i felt very thirsty and i wanted to stay in bed for the rest of the day. "why are you still in bed? " mum entered the room and opened the curtains. "we for you in the kitchen. breakfast has already been served." "sorry, mum, but i'd better stay in bed. and could you bring me some tea? " mum came up to me and my temperature. "ok, i will bring you hot lemon tea. you can have it here. it'll make you feel much ". she left the room. i was thinking about how silly of me it was to fall ill on sunday, the only day in a week when i have) to go to school. emma opened the envelope and got the card from inside. what could it be? it was to a new year party in the local jazz club. it wasn't a party for children with santa clause, christmas carolsand reciting poems. there have been lots of parties of that kind in emma's life. she enjoyed them in her but they didn't attract her any more - now she found them very . a party in the jazz club sounded like a good plan. there was only one thing emma worried about - what to wear for the event? who could she ask for advice? her elder sister worked as a in the central department store. she probably could give her some idea of an outfit. invite tradition child bore assist

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