Two weeks before Christmas one year, I went to London with my mother. I1 forget the day. The streets were 2 people. The shop windows were very bright. My mother held my hand and we both went into a toy （玩具）shop. The shop was full of 3. There were nice toys 4. Then I saw Father Christmas. I5 my mother by the hand. “Please6 me to Father Christmas,” I said. There were 7 children near Father Christmas. They were standing 8 line. Father Christmas spoke to every one of them. At last it was my 9.“Hello, little Tom,” he said to me. As soon as I heard his 10 I found out that he was my uncle, John Smith.