Last Friday my little brother fell down on the (11) at school. There was a small (12) on his knee, and it hurt a lot. The school called my mother, and she took him to the (13) near our home. The doctor was kind and (14) him quickly. She cleaned his knee and gave him a (15) in the arm. He cried for a minute, and then he smiled. Now his knee is fine, and he can play ball again.
My grandpa is (16), so he is in a hospital in (17). Last night my family went there to see him. We took some fruit and a card with our names on it. The nurse told us that his (18) is going well, and he can go home next week. Grandpa is a very (19) man, and he never says a bad word about the food there. Before we left, he told us a funny story about a (20) in his dream.