Lesson3: Please send me a card

Postcards always spoil my holidays. Last summar, I went to Italy. I visited museums and sat in public gardens. A friendly waiter taught me a few words of Italian. Then he sent me a book. I read a few lines, but I did not understand a word. Every day I thought about the postcards. My holidays passed quickly, but I did not send cards to my friends. On the last day I made a big decisioin. I got up early and bought thirty-seven cards. I spent the whole day in my room, but I did not write a single card!