I didn’t want to go to the dancing lessons. “I don’t want to go,” I thought to myself,” I won’t go! ”
My grandma thought that every girl should learn how to dance. She told me,”Dancing is a lot of fun. You will have a good time.” “I won’t,” said me. ”I hate dancing.” “At first you didn’t like swimming lessons, but you like them now, don’t you?” Grandma asked. “That’s not the same, grandma. I have many friends there,” I said. “You didn’t have at first, did you?” asked grandma.
“Just try. I thought that you might like it.”
The next day, I went to the dancing room by myself. I got to the entrance and thought,”If I don’t go in, grandma will not know.” When I was just about to leave, I saw my friend, Vicky. ”Hey,” said Vicky.” You are going in, aren’t you?” “I am not sure,” said I. ”Come on, it will be fun. You remember swimming lessons, don’t you? We didn’t want to go, but it was fun in the end, wasn’t it?” “I think so,” said I. “Okay then, let’s go in.”
My friend Vicky and I had a great time. We met lots of new friends and dancing wasn’t so bad. “I was right, wasn’t I?” Vicky asked me. “Maybe,” said me with a smile.
