The twins went to the pond to swim.

Brad got wet. "Hop in, Gwen!" he said.

"I can't" said Gwen. "The wind is swift."

"The wind is not bad," said Brad.

A gust of wind twists and bends the twigs. The twigs snap.

"Get to land, Brad!" said Gwen.

Brad swims fast.

Brad is glad to be on land.