Was I in Europe? Were you in France? Were they in Italy? Was he at home? Was she in Russia? Was it fun?
Do you think Anna is too be fat ?
On Sunday Topsy read about a new museum. Topsy met his friends. They had some money and they got the tickets to the museum. Topsy and his friends went to the museum. They saw ships,planes and old cars in the museum.
В возрасте 16 лет, мы пишем экзамену gcse (Общий сертификат о среднем образовании). Мы обычно учатся от 8 до 12 выпускных экзаменов в школе предметам в течение многих лет 10 и 11; и выберите элементы, которые у нас будут экзамены.После 11 лет, мы должны решить, что делать дальше. Существуют различные возможности. Некоторые из моих друзей решили пойти в колледжи дальнейшего образования, которые готовят студентов для работы, и я пойду в шестой форме. Большинство средних школ имеют шестой-форма отделы, но там нет такого отдела в моей школе. Вот почему я пойду на специальный шестой форма колледж. Мне нравится это лучше, потому что атмосфера в колледж отличается от школы и студентам относятся как к взрослым. На 6-м этапе форма, студенты имеют узкую специализацию по трем или четырем предметам и сдавать экзамены уровня. Хороший уровень результатов, по крайней мере 3 темы нужны, чтобы получить место в университете или искусства и музыкальном колледже получить высшее образование. Но не все студенты получают высшее образование после шестой форме. Если Вы не уровень экзамены, вы можете поступить в колледжи дальнейшего образования или начать искать работу. Но я надеюсь получить место в университете.
My family has always been strong and friendly. Grandparents lived with us, she helped her mother to raise me.
My dad chose a career naval officer. He served on a submarine and six months left in sea voyages. Mom cried at night in the pillow, quietly sobbing, so as not to upset me and grandmother. She was a doctor, so, too, was often absent on duty in the hospital or served patients at home.
Grandpa evenings planted me on his knees and was always told the same tale - about sea adventures and heroic exploits of my dad. About how he's on his submarine sneak up to the enemy ship and released the torpedo right on target. And then the submarine, like a huge underwater whale went into bottomless depths. I fell asleep, lulled by the waves, and fought bravely together with the Pope against the enemy, military squadrons.
But when dad returned from distant campaigns, our whole house was shaking. First in the door appeared large suitcases on wheels. After the Pope himself in a chic, black coat with gold anchors on the cuffs of the sleeves and white cap with "crab" (as the sailors call the cockade). He immediately picked up on the hands of the mother and whirled her around the room, and I was jumping around and clapping their hands. Then dad threw me to the ceiling and, with a chuckle, rubbing prickly cheeks on my happy face. The grandparents he held tightly to himself, and my mother and hugged him from the other side, and all stood for a few minutes in silence, enjoying the long-awaited arms.
Evening tea was delayed until midnight. I never wanted to leave early and all fell asleep at the table. Dad carried me into the nursery and put in the bed.
<span>I grew up a happy child, because I knew that my daddy will always protect me, my family and our country!</span>