你是要什么?课文还是写作?这是课文 　　ItwasSunday.InevergetupearlyonSundays.Isometimesstayinbeduntillunchtime.LastSundayIgotupverylate.Ilookedoutofthewindow.Itwasdarkoutside.'Whataday!'Ithought.'It'srainingagain.'Justthen,thetelephonerang.ItwasmyauntLucy.'I'vejustarrivedbytrain,'shesaid.'I'mcomingtoseeyou.' 　　'ButI'mstillhavingbreakfast,'Isaid. 　　'Whatareyoudoing?'sheasked. 　　'I'mhavingbreakfast,'Irepeated. 　　'Dearme,'shesaid.'Doyoualwaysgetupsolate?It'soneo'clock!' 　　那是个星期天,而在星期天我是从来不早起的,有时我要一直躺到吃午饭的时候.上个星期天,我起得很晚.我望望窗外,外面一片昏暗.“鬼天气!”我想,“又下雨了.”正在这时,电话铃响了.是我姑母露西打来的.“我刚下火车,”她说,“我这就来看你.” 　　“但我还在吃早饭,”我说. 　　“你在干什么?”她问道. 　　“我正在吃早饭,”我又说了一遍. 　　“天啊,”她说,“你总是起得这么晚吗?现在已经1点钟了!”