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Kate
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Conversation style - between 2 people was the exercise:
“Well, what a small world”, John Cooper exclaimed. He didn’t expect the first person he saw on his holiday in Singapore to be his old girlfriend from his younger days, Helen Rawlings.
“Is that really you, John? You’ve changed so much!”
John was very conscious how much he had aged in the last five years.
“You haven’t changed at all, Helen”, he said gallantly. But she had. The slim figure he remembered had disappeared and been replaced by huge rolls of fat. She was sweating profusely in the heat.
“Are you staying in this hotel?, he asked.
“Yes, what a coincidence”, Helen grinned. "I was just going to lunch. Will you join me?”
“My pleasure. It’s great to see you, Helen. What have you been doing these last 20 years?”Married, had two kids, divorced and started a new career in teaching she told him. He ordered the chef’s salad when the waiter appeared and Helen, who was having trouble fitting on the chair, went for the burger with the lot and fries.
“This is my first holiday O.S.”, she mumbled as she stuffed her mouth with food, sauce oozing down her chin. “Now I’ll have some company. You and I can pick up where we left off, John!”
Heaven forbid! He thought. If she sat on my knee now she’d break my legs!
“Are you having dessert? How about the chocolate mudcake – that sounds good”, Helen said licking her fat lips.
“Oh, sorry”, said John. “I have to meet my wife shortly. She’s been shopping and we’re moving on to Florence tomorrow”, he lied. He’d be moving on for sure, but his wife, God bless her, had been dead 10 years now. Helen looked crestfallen, but was soon consoling herself with a huge slice of cake.
“Well, what a small world”, John Cooper exclaimed. He didn’t expect the first person he saw on his holiday in Singapore to be his old girlfriend from his younger days, Helen Rawlings.
“Is that really you, John? You’ve changed so much!”
John was very conscious how much he had aged in the last five years.
“You haven’t changed at all, Helen”, he said gallantly. But she had. The slim figure he remembered had disappeared and been replaced by huge rolls of fat. She was sweating profusely in the heat.
“Are you staying in this hotel?, he asked.
“Yes, what a coincidence”, Helen grinned. "I was just going to lunch. Will you join me?”
“My pleasure. It’s great to see you, Helen. What have you been doing these last 20 years?”Married, had two kids, divorced and started a new career in teaching she told him. He ordered the chef’s salad when the waiter appeared and Helen, who was having trouble fitting on the chair, went for the burger with the lot and fries.
“This is my first holiday O.S.”, she mumbled as she stuffed her mouth with food, sauce oozing down her chin. “Now I’ll have some company. You and I can pick up where we left off, John!”
Heaven forbid! He thought. If she sat on my knee now she’d break my legs!
“Are you having dessert? How about the chocolate mudcake – that sounds good”, Helen said licking her fat lips.
“Oh, sorry”, said John. “I have to meet my wife shortly. She’s been shopping and we’re moving on to Florence tomorrow”, he lied. He’d be moving on for sure, but his wife, God bless her, had been dead 10 years now. Helen looked crestfallen, but was soon consoling herself with a huge slice of cake.
