Wendy:What do you want to be when you grow up?
Arnold:That’s easy-a police officer.I want to ride around in a police car and catch bad guys all day.
Wendy:Won’ t you be scared?
Arnold:Nope, because I’ll have my police dog with me.And I’ll have a partner.Hey, you can be my partner!
Wendy:No, thanks.
Arnold:That’s OK.I’ll still call you on my police radio.
Wendy:Cool!But you’d better call me before 9∶00 PM.That’s my bed time.
Arnold:So, what do you want to be?
Wendy:I don’t know-maybe a nurse…or a pilot…or a scientist.
Arnold:You want to do all of those things?
Wendy:No silly, only one.I’m just not sure which one.
Arnold:Still, you’ll have to go to college.
Wendy:That’s fine.My morn and dad went to the same college in Miami.I want to go there too.
Arnold:Don’t you hate school?
Wendy:No, I think it’s alright.How about you?
Arnold:Yeah, I guess it’s not too bad.Hey, do you think I can go to college?
Wendy:If you try hard, you can do anything you want.
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