Moving House

I come from a very large family, and recently my parents decided that they had spent long enough living in an over crowded house in Birmingham. 'We are moving to the country', my father announced one evening. 'I have sold this house, and we are going to live on a farm. 'So last week we loaded all our possessions into two hired vans, and for the last few days we have been trying to organize ourselves in our new home. Yesterday, for example, my three brothers and I started painting the downstairs rooms.
Unfortunately while I was mixing the paint, one of my sister opened the door. Nobody had told her that we were in the room, you see. So instead of painting the walls, we spent all morning cleaning the paint off the floor. But worse things have happened since then. This morning when I woke up, water was dripping through the ceiling next to my bed. We have spent today so far repairing the roof. It's not all bad news, though. the school in the village nearby closed down two years ago, and my parents haven't found another school for us yet.

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