Journey into the past

p.16
Life in the New World was very different from life in England. Oliver often saw large brightly colored snades in the fields. "Never touch them!" warned his father. And the food was strange too. There was a bird much larger than a hen that their mother sometimes cooked for them. "the native Indians call it a turkey," said his mother. "Come on, Oliver. Finish it! I bet you one day everybody's going to eat them!" But Oliver didn't like turkey!
p.17
"Wake up, Oliver! Wake up! You're going to be late for school!" Oliver sat up in bek. His mother and Martha were standing at his bidroom door. " Have you decided exactly what you're going to write for your project?" ask Martha. "were those notes from the Internet useful?" "Yes," said Oliver. "I really understand everything now! And I know just what I'm going to write!" "But isn't history boring?" asked his mother, surprised. "That's what you said last night!" "No, it isn't!" said Oliver. "Not any more!"