It was over 20 year ago,I first met Mr. Andrews,my old headmaster. During the War I was studying at school in the north of England. My（1） had just returned to London,and there were not（2） schools left for children. My father had to go from one school to another,trying to （3）them to take me as a pupil. We had （4） to all the schools near our home,but no one would take me （5）,we went to a school about five kilometers （6） from home. The headmaster kept us waiting for at least（7）.I could hear boys playing on the playground outside.
When the headmaster's secretary let us（8） his office. Mr. Andrews said,
“（9） do you want to come here?”I had （10） of saying something about studying,
（11） now I couldn't remember anything,only thought of the boys playing outside,“I don't know （12） in London,”I said.“I'd like to play with （13） boys.I'll read a lot of books,too.”“All right,”Mr. Andrews said.“We have one seat （14）”
My two years at that school were（15） the happiest of my life.