B4
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Mark Basso had never seen real snow before. He lived with his parents in a part of the country where it was always too warm for there to be any snow, even in the coldest winters. So, the family had been planning for the past few weeks to visit the northern hills of Italy so that Mark could see this strange cold white substance and possibly learn how to ski.
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PLAN
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B5
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They had booked a hotel in the village of Molveno, near Trento for the first two weeks in January.
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BOOK
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B6
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Mark could hardly wait for the day to arrive. He kept saying, “If only we were leaving for Italy tomorrow!”
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LEAVE
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B7
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Finally, the day Mark had been looking forward to arrived. There was excitement in the Basso household – laughter and shouting filled the air. They loaded the car and it wasn’t long before they were on their way. When they arrived at their hotel, the sky was grey and it was very cold but no snow covered the ground. Mark felt very disappointed
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NOT BE
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B8
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When he went to bed that night, Mark wondered if he would ever get to touch snow or if it would remain just an image in photographs.
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REMAIN
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B9
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When he woke up in the morning, he noticed that the light entering the room was different.
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WAKE UP
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B10
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He looked out of the window. The sky was as grey as it had been the day before, but something was different – thousands of fluffy bits of cotton were falling from it. It was finally snowing.
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FALL
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