Steve: can I look at your album, grandpa? Grandfather: Yes, of course you can. Steve: Oh, you’re a baby. There was no your head. Grandfather: That‘s right. There is a little hair on my head now. Steve: Look at this one. How old were you in this photograph? Grandfather: I was five years old. Steve: You are very happy in this photograph. Why? Grandfather: Because my bicycle was new. Steve: Your clothes are different in the Picture, too. Grandfather: What da you mean? Steve: These clothes are old fashioned. Grandfather: Oh, son, it was when I was a child. Steve: Who is this lady in this photograph? Grandfather: She’s your grandmother. She was beautiful. Everything is changing, but she is still beautiful.