my camera
it was a good day today. I found my camera at the bookstore. In the morning at nine forty-five, I called the bookstore. My heart beat so fast. Probably my camera is one of the most valuable staff among my staff.
The clerk said, "I didn't get that yet. But I call you back if you give me the number."
I said to her on the phone. "xxx-xxxx-xxxxx." And I said, "I put that camera with the bag under the chair in front of the elevator door of the second floor."
I was waiting for five minutes or so. My cellar phone rang suddenly. I answered that, "hello."
"This is the bookstore. Are you xxx?" The last clerk said.
"Yeah. I'm xxx." I said.
"I found your stuff. What time will you come to pick it up," The clerk said.
I was delighted certainly. I felt like having a narrow escape and I said. "Thank you. I'll go there at around one o'clock in the afternoon. Thank you again."
The clerk also said, "Thank you very much."
I went to see the cherry blossom with the camera in the afternoon. It was fine day.