Friday, 19 June 2015


High on a hill above the village stood a lighthouse. Its beams of light were a warning for ships to stay away there were treacherous rocks below. The lighthouse keeper was writing by the candle Light he head unusual calankin The lighthouse keeper looked into the lamp. ’’Oh bother ’he thought. ’’the light has gone out. ’’Suddenly a ship’s horn blasted. In a panic he tried to lift up the lamp but tripped his toolbox. “ Crash! the lamp smashed on the ground.

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