It rained very heavy last summer and the little (76) stream near our house became big river. It burst through the bank (77) and the fields all round was soon full of (78) water. Lucky, the water didn’t reach any of the (79) houses in our village. And the bursting water (80) from the river washed away our beautiful wooden bridge, it was more than three (81) hundreds years old and we were very sorry to (82) Dose the oldest thing which we had had for so (83) long time. We’re building a new one, but (84) it will not be the same bridge which we had before! (85)