TRAVELLIVE 07-2016
My grandfather often took me to school in the mornings when I was a little girl. We usually left earlier and stopped by a bakery near my school. He ordered cakes and milk for me while choosing a cup of black coffee with filter for him. When eating my food, I loved counting the drops of coffee falling down through the filter, wondering how they tasted. Once, when my grandfather was buying a magazine, I surreptitiously dipped a finger in the cup of coffee. Bitter! It was the first time I tasted it and couldn’t understand why the drink that many adults love was so bitter. That time I felt like I would never like coffee.
My grandfather often took me to school in the mornings when I was a little girl. We usually left earlier and stopped by a bakery near my school. He ordered cakes and milk for me while choosing a cup of black coffee with filter for him. When eating my food, I loved counting the drops of coffee falling down through the filter, wondering how they tasted. Once, when my grandfather was buying a magazine, I surreptitiously dipped a finger in the cup of coffee. Bitter! It was the first time I tasted it and couldn’t understand why the drink that many adults love was so bitter. That time I felt like I would never like coffee.
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Bµi vµ ∂nh: Anh Thy<br />
travel<br />
tHÄNH pHˇ dˇC s•NG mù<br />
C„ mÈt San Francisco r†t kh∏c. Kh´ng ph∂i lµ c©y c«u CÊng Vµng<br />
(Golden Gate) xu†t hi÷n th≠Íng xuyn trn phim ∂nh, nh˜ng d∑y xe<br />
chπy bªng c∏p (Cable car) nÊi ti’ng vÌi lch sˆ h¨n 125 n®m, hay nhµ<br />
tÔ khät ti’ng trn Æ∂o Alcatraz. San Francisco trong t´i khi vıa Æ∆t<br />
ch©n Æ’n lµ mÈt San Francisco thÀt “dËc”.<br />
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