ReadOasis Step 2
Sarah rode in the dirty, old, noisy bus for three hours. She felt bone-tired. “I wonder what Mom cooked for dinner. I can’t wait to eat,” she thought to herself.
When Sarah finally opened the door, she smelled fresh bread. Her mother sang while stirring a pot of pasta. “Mom, I’m home,” Sarah said. “Hi Sweetie," sang Mom. “Did you have a good week at school?”
“Oh...” Sarah moaned. “Teachers talk forever. Their thinking feels old. It always rains.” Sarah listed up more complaints....