One day some strangers came to the our village.
They wore expensive clothes. Three of them were walking the road. One was little child. The other two were smart, young men. One man was his right. The other was
behind him. There were other men. They were a few yards away from these three.
One man was standing behind a small machine. The other was holding an umbrella
over it.
The villagers were looking on. They were silent. The man, holding the umbrella said, "How is that, sir? " the
man, behind the machine was happy. He turned to the man with the umbrella and
said, “oh! That's fine. Thank you.”
What was he doing? Oh… he was making a film.
The others were acting
😃😄😄😉😇
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