"MA-A-A-MA! Come look!" Ten-year-old Ann was shouting at the back door.
가)Now what? I was taking a rest in my favorite chair, enjoying a bit of quietness after having a frustrating day with my two children.
It was a week since school had ended, and suddenly the kids were home behaving like wild ponies let out of the cage. They jumped on the beds, ran after the dog through the house, spilled drinks, quarreled about who got the TV remote control and complained endlessly that there was nothing to do during the summer vacation.
That morning, while watering my flowers, they had drenched each other with the garden hose. Wet tennis shoes, dripping clothes 나)it was too much for me to bear. "Go to your rooms!" I shouted.
And that's how it had been all week. I became angry very often. Several times a day I stood the children before me and lectured them about their behavior, but nothing changed.