📜 Read it aloud
It was raining heavily on Saturday morning.
Mum and I ran to the hawker centre with our umbrellas.
The floor was wet and slippery.
We walked slowly and carefully.
At the stall, Uncle Lim smiled at us.
"Two bowls of fishball noodles, please," said Mum.
We sat under the big fan and ate our noodles.
The soup was hot and tasty.
"Rainy days are good for hot noodles," said Mum.
I agreed.