Either my sisters or my brother are going to offer them help.
1. Pupils must be at school at half past eight, mustn't they?
2. You should help your classmates, shouldn't you?
3. Pupils should not think that Russian is more important than Maths, should they?
4. You must do you homework every day, mustn't you?
5. Pupils should be polite, shouldn't they?
6. English words can not be easily learnt, can they?
7. Teachers should be strict, shouldn't they?
It is a cat. It is sad. It is in the bag.
He is Jeff. He is hungry. He is in the room.
He is Dan. He is happy. He is in a tree.
He is a cook. He is busy. He is at home.
It is a gnome. It is old. It is in the boot.
As a child, my parents often spoiled, buy different toys. But the favorite was one - a wooden machine, which I fashioned my grandfather. With it, I connected a lot of memories. It now stands at me on the shelf among books and recalls the happy days. She damaged wheel, scratched sides. But still, this machine - like a treasure, which I no matter what would not change.<span>Grandfather for a long time are no longer with us, but I remember him vystrugival of logs box car of the future, drilled holes to hold them through the spokes of the wheel and fit. I did not bother to sit and watch the wooden piece outlines of future toys. It was a happy time.</span>