One summer day, when the clouds were flying by. I went tothe zoo. There I saw some people wearing black uniforms by the enclosures. Theymust be the zoo keepers I thought. I saw one next to the polar bear enclosurestruggling to open the door. “What’s wrong, Jim. “I asked, reading his nametag.“The door is jammed.” he explained. “It just won’t open.” I looked closely.“Did you unlock it?”

“Um, no I didn’t.”

“Well then problem solved.” I said. “Oh and how much does itcost to buy a ticket to the rollercoaster?”

“I don’t know but it’s very expensive. “He answered.