In Belgium there are these days where children can ride in a big truck.
Me and mum were in a big and cool red truck.
The driver was nice. Off we went in a herd of trucks. In some trucks there is a bed to sleep
in so we went to sit on the bed. We saw a blue truck down in the water and people came
out of the truck. I said "Bad
luck for them". After a long fun ride we got back to where the trucks
started. I said "I want to do that again next year". The next year we went
again in a different truck and had a different driver. It was fun. The
driver wasn't as funny as the last driver but he was nice. After that we
went to our peaceful home.