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C: escalator stairs
escalator Mama
escalator Gimmie
Everett stroller
Daddy elevator
Everett elevator
escalator hungry
escalator cookies
lemonade
eye doctor
traslation: The other day we went to the mall after my eye appointment to pick out glasses. Mama, Gimmie and I rode the escalator. An escalator is moving stairs. Everett was in his stroller, so he and Daddy rode the elevator, Then I got hungry, and Gimmie got me cookies and lemonade.
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