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I HATE TRANSLATING LATINNNNN

Thankyou, Sexte!
Everyone works strenuously to drag the broken carriage out of the ditch. Everyone is happy, although the horses are frightened and the carriage’s wheel is crooked. Cornelius is happy and says “I’m sorry.” to the driver for beating him with a big stick. The carriage driver is thankful and no longer unhappy. The Corneliuses fix the broken wheel. They climb into the carriage again. But the carriage is weak and can no longer hold the burden. It is neccessary that the girlsand the tired boys in the carriage decide who to take out of the carriage. Sextus volunteers to walk to the rustic country house, although he wants to see the city. With a loud voice everyone says “Thankyou, Sexte!”. Sextus watched as the carriage drove away.

I HAVE TO TRANSLATE THIS SUCKER INTO LATIN.
AND COLOR CODE MY NOMINBATIVES AND GENITIVES AND ACCUSATIVE ANSNFSDFSAF AAND BAAAAFSDFSDFSDFSS
AND MAKE A VOCAB THINGY
AND A PICTURE. AAUUUGGHHHH

HELP MEEEEE


fuck yeah getting teenvogue next month. JUST FOR THIS.

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