The River

It was a summer morning. The river was calm. The clouds in the sky were light, like smoke. “I want to go out in the row boat,” said Jack. “Ok, let´s go!” said Harry.

After half an hour on the river, Jack stopped rowing. The boat floated quietly on the water. The sun was warm, and Jack and Harry soon fell asleep with the sun on their faces. They slept for a long time.

Suddenly the loud sound of thunder woke them up. The sky was dark. There were storm clouds above them. A flash of lightning lit the sky.

“A storm is coming!” Harry said nervously. And very soon the wind started to get stronger and stronger.Waves hit the boat with a splash and heavy rain started to fall. Jack was rowing when he dropped the oars by accident and they floated away. Without the oars, they couldn´t row the boat. They didn´t know what to do.

Then a big wave hit the side of the boat. The boat turned over and Jack and Harry were thrown into the water.

“Grab the boat!” Jack shouted. They held on tightly as the water carried them along.

At last, the boat hit some rocks near the river bank. The boys felt the ground under their feet and slowly they got to the bank. When they looked back the boat was gone.

“Where are we?” Jack asked. “Will someone rescue us?”

Then they saw some smoke from behind the trees. “Maybe it´s a house,” Harry said. They walked along the path betweenthe trees and stared in great surprise.