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r 1 Cristina's motorbike del Libertador. She never wore a helmet because
she liked the feeling of the wind in her long hair.
But her father didn't know that. She remembered
his words when he gave her the new motorbike:
eleven o'clock one morning the director of the 'Always
o Nacional de BellasArtes in BuenosAires. wear your helmet, Cristina - every time you
ride!'She hoped her father would never see her
Matttrtez, asked Cristina Rinaldi to come
without it.
his off,ce
'I Every day at this time Cristina rode down
want to talk to you about an important iob I'd
Avenida del Libertador to the gym at the Recoleta
you to do, Cristina. I think you'll be interested
Health Club. Her day's work at the museum was
ir.'
'Of finished and she was free. She usually forgot about
course.V{hat is it?'
.A her work as she rode down theAvenida. But today
museum in Paris wants to send some
was a little different. She couldn't stop thinking
Impressionist paintings to BuenosAires. I spoke to
about her new iob.
the Paris museum director, Philippe Maudet, this
Cristina began to slow down for the traffic
morning and he's interested in using our museum
lights.The traffc in the city centre was terrible. She
to show the paintings. It's an important job.W'ould
didn't work far from the gym but the road had so
you like to do it?'
'Of many trafÍic lights. She stopped and looked into the
course I would. Great! You know I'd love to
car next to her. She saw ttvo men in the car. She
see Impressionist paintings here in the museum,'
couldn't believe her eyes. One of the men had a
answered Cristina.
'Good. gun.Then he looked out of the window at Cristina.
I want you to begin work as soon as you
She looked into his eyes, into his dark brown eyes
can,'the director said.'There is a lot you'll need to dol
and for a moment the man looked back.Then he
Cristina felt good all day. She loved Impressionist
turned his head and she saw a tattoo of a flower, a
paintings.This new exhibition was wonderful. She
red poppy, on his neck.
couldn't wait to begin.
Then she heard the sound of police cars.The
After work Cristina got onto her motorbike
man in the car lifted up his gun. Cristina felt afraid.
outside the museum. She was feeling good. She had
She wanted to go quickly. She tried to start her bike
an important new job, the sun was warm on her
but she couldn't. Everybody else was moving but
back and it was the start of spring weather in the
she couldn't. Suddenly a taxi hit the back of her
city of Buenos Aires. Maybe tomorrow she could
bike. She fell from the bike onto the front of the
leave her jacket at home.This year September was
taxi and then down onto the road. Her head hit the
warm, and people were already talking about a hot
toadhard. She saw nothing, she felt nothing - she
summer. Cristina started her motorbike and felt
didn't even hear the sound of the ambulance which
the warm air on her face as she rode alongAvenida
took her to hospital.
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I can use the cover and blurb of a book to predict its type and topic.
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I can read whole sections of a story without stopping.