This is Mark’s story that he wrote for school. (He also handed in a Google translate version)
It Happened in Town.
It was nice day, and there were few clouds. I was walking down by the fortress in Kristiansand when I went out and brought an ice cream cone and some Mozell [Mozell, a carbonated apple juice, is a favorite soft drink in Norway.] When I had my first sip of Mozell it tasted disgusting. I couldn’t guess what that taste was until I thought “white wine”! I went back inside to the shop where I got it and the person showed me the bottle. It was labeled Mozell.
I walked around after that when I saw some men working in a boat. They were bringing bottles in to the shop. The woman working at the shop took out a bottle of Mozell and drank it. She spluttered and said “This is wine.” Some of the men ran and started the boat motor and hoisted its sails, while the man who seemed to be the group’s leader jumped onto a motor scooter and sped off. Actually, the real leader was in the boat. The cashier let me use her motor scooter and I soon sped off. As the man was fleeing north, suddenly something came flying out of his exhaust pipe. It hit my front wheel and popped it. I went flying and ran into the man. A second later, we went flying into a postcard stand! He yanked out a pistol and shot two shots, which cracked a window. He fired one last shot which went into the same window. When I, using all my strength, threw the stand at him, he fell over.
The police arrested the man. Using information from him, they found the smugglers in the boat. The man in the boat led a smuggling organization and the town called me a hero!
The end
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