Hello everyone, my name is Ahsan Abdullah Sigit from class 7B. Today, I want to tell a storytelling about “Private Conversation and Breakfast or Lunch.” 01. A Private Conversation Last week I went to the theater. I had a very good seat. The play was very interesting. I did not enjoy it. A young man and a young woman were sitting behind me. They were talking loudly. I got very angry. I could not hear the actors. I turned round. I looked at the man and the woman angrily. They did not pay any attention. In the end, I could not bear it. I turned round again. “I can’t hear a word!” I said angrily.“It’s none of your business,” the young man said rudely. “This is a private conversation!” 02. Breakfast or Lunch? It was Sunday. I never get up early on Sundays. I sometimes stay in bed until lunch time. Last Sunday, I got up very late. I looked out of the window. It was dark outside. “What a day!” I thought. “It’s raining again.” Just then, the telephone rang. It was my aunt Lucy. “I’ve just arrived by train,” she said. “I’m coming to see you.” “But I’m still having breakfast,” I said. “What are you doing?” she asked. “I’m having breakfast,” I repeated. “Dear me,” she said. “Do you always get up so late? It’s one o’clock!”