The most valuable gift I have ever received was a photo album from my best friend Kevin.
Kevin and I were classmates for all six years of primary school. We both had the same interests, so we always had a lot of things to talk about. It is wonderful to have such a good friend.
However, last summer, Kevin had to move to another city because of his father’s job. Then he gave me a photo album. “It has photos of the memorable events we have experienced together. I’ve also written some notes under each photo,” he said. I was deeply moved.
I put the album beside my bed. I always look at it when I think of Kevin.
What is the writer’s most valuable gift?
Why did the writer and Kevin always have many things to talk about?
When did Kevin move to another city?
Where did Kevin write some notes?
What does the writer do when he thinks of Kevin?