About tree years ago, my friend Vantha visited some friends in a country. He was waling a long the street, when he saw a very attractive girl. Who is she? Where was she from? Suddenly she went into a shop. He went into the shop too, although he didn't want to buy anything. He only wanted to see that girl again. Then she asked him if eh wanted anything. “She must be a shop assistant,” he thought. “I had to tell her something.” So he told her that he was waiting roe a friend. Then she asked him to sit down and brought some apples and a knife to him. He took an apple and started to cut it. But he was looking at her, and by accident himself with the sharp knife. She saw got marred and now they've got a lovely baby daughter.