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My mum is funny
My mum is so funny. All my family say that she is funny. My family is my dad (he is 45 years old), my mum (she is 40 years old), my sister Molly (six years old), and me. I am ten years old. My name is Oscar. Oh, yes, and our small brown dog, Jacky. I don’t know how old our dog is.
My mum doesn’t want to be funny. But she is. At the moment I am watching TV in the living room. My mother is in the living room, too. But now I can hear her. She is saying numbers: 15 and 89 and 72 and 45. I look at her. What is she doing? My mother is holding the TV remote control1 in her hand. She is pressing the buttons2 on it. She thinks it is a calculator3. I laugh and she looks at me. I tell her that it’s not a calculator; it’s the TV remote control. She laughs and gives it to me. She is not funny all the time. But she is always different to other mums. My friends do not have a mum like my mum.
For example, what is she doing now? She is turning on the computer. The computer is also in the living room. It is the family computer. My mother is playing a computer game! But I want my dinner. I’m hungry and my sister is hungry, too.
“Mum, when is dinner?” I ask. “Not now, dear,” she says. “I want to see how many Lemming levels I can play,” is her answer. Lemming levels! I look at the computer and yes, my mother is playing Lemmings again! It’s a computer game. It’s not easy. You must save lemmings. “But, Mum, that computer game! You play it every day. And I am hungry,” I say. “Yes, yes.” is the answer I get. Not a good answer, I think. What can I do now? Turn off the computer? No! Shout? No! Phone a pizza restaurant? Good idea. So I phone a pizza restaurant and in thirty minutes my sister and I are eating pizza in the kitchen. Mum? She is still playing!
1 remote control = Fernbedienung 2 buttons = Knöpfe 3 calculator = Taschenrechner