1. If you are planning; don’t forget.
2. If your kids pack; you should check.
3. If you don’t want; you should fly
4. If you travel; choose.
5. If you want; you should forget.
6. If you don’t want; don’t take.
7. If your kids get hungry, don’t give.
All important in the life of man begins at school. How will you in school, and so you'll be in later life. I am in excellent school № 1 in Abakan. I am sure that this is the school can educate and teach. At my school, the best teachers. I think that not everyone can admit to himself in the heart of the child, to give him the love, care and kindness.
School where I study, seventy years. But, it seems to me that no new school can not pass such kindness and warmth that radiate the walls of my school years, stores calls for change, loud cheers and laughter of students, strict, but correct guidance teachers ...
I love my school. My older brother also went to her. When I was little, I often went with my brother to school on different holidays and in awe, coming to this temple of science, looking at his high arches. I knew for sure that I will come back here in a few years, only a briefcase on his shoulders. All of it happened. Now I have seven years of study at the school, and was very fond of her, and of course, teachers. But the school does not only knowledge. It gives irreplaceable experience. It prepares us for a new and interesting life. As a caring and loving mother, she gives all the most valuable thing she has, without asking anything in return.
I love my school and I am glad that I study it. Here I open my inner world has known his inner "I". School - my second home, and every time I come in here with a smile and good humor.
In the school are the best years of my our life - adolescence. And some of it I give my school I am pleased that my youth is here!
1) older
2(bigger
3)the best
4)longer
5)the most beautiful
6) the most curious
It is evening. Vicky's father is going along the corridor to the bathroom. Suddenly he hears his daughter speaking to somebody in the bathroom in a kind voice. He opens the door quietly. Little Vicky is holding a cat in her arms and cleaning its teeth with his tooth-brush. "What does it means, Vicky?" father shouts. "Why are you cleaning the cat's teeth? Cats don't clean teeth!" "But, father, you always say that everybody clean teeth. So we are cleaning our teeth with this tooth-brush every evening"