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Конкурс 2013 (5-6 кл)
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| Админ | Дата: Четверг, 17.10.2013, 18:41 | Сообщение # 1 |
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It’s party time
Тhe sound of laughter fills the air
Now all our friends are here
So let’s relax and all enjoy
The party atmosphere
The time is right, we’re feeling great
So come on, everyone
It’s party time, let’s celebrate
Let’s all have lots of fun
The lights are shining everywhere
So colourful and bright
Let’s listen to the music play
And dance all through the night
We’ve got lots of games to play
And lots of foods to try
Later we can watch and cheer
As fireworks fill the sky.
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| Админ | Дата: Четверг, 17.10.2013, 18:41 | Сообщение # 2 |
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"The Land of Counterpane"
When I was sick and lay a-bed,
I had two pillows at my head,
And all my toys beside me lay,
To keep me happy all the day.
And sometimes for an hour or so
I watched my leaden soldiers go,
With different uniforms and drills,
Among the bed-clothes, through the hills;
And sometimes sent my ships in fleets
All up and down among the sheets;
Or brought my trees and houses out,
And planted cities all about.
I was the giant great and still
That sits upon the pillow-hill,
And sees before him, dale and plain,
The pleasant land of counterpane.
by Robert Louis Stevenson
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| Админ | Дата: Четверг, 17.10.2013, 18:41 | Сообщение # 3 |
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Now dogs pretend they like to fight;
They often bark, more seldom bite;
But yet a Dog is, on the whole,
What you would call a simple soul.
Of course I'm not including Pekes,
And such fantastic canine freaks.
The usual Dog about the Town
Is much inclined to play the clown
And far from showing too much pride
Is frequently undignified.
He's very easily taken in-
Just chuck him underneath the chin
Or slap his back or shake his paw,
And he will gambol and guffaw.
He's such an easy-going lout,
He'll answer any hail or shout.
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| Админ | Дата: Четверг, 17.10.2013, 18:41 | Сообщение # 4 |
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Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky!
When the blazing sun is gone,
When he nothing shines upon,
Then you show your little light,
Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.
Then the traveller in the dark,
Thanks you for your tiny spark,
He could not see which way to go,
If you did not twinkle so.
In the dark blue sky you keep,
And often through my curtains peep,
For you never shut your eye,
Till the sun is in the sky.
Джейн Тэйлор
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| Админ | Дата: Четверг, 17.10.2013, 18:41 | Сообщение # 5 |
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7.
The Quarrel (УМК Верещагина)
I quarreled with my brother,
I don't know what about,
One thing led to another
And somehow we fell out.
The start of it was slight,
The end of it was strong,
He said he was right,
I knew he was wrong!
We hated one another.
The afternoon turned black.
Then suddenly my brother
Thumped me on the back.
And said, "Oh, come along!
We can't go on all night-
I was in the wrong."
So he was in the right.
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| Админ | Дата: Четверг, 17.10.2013, 18:41 | Сообщение # 6 |
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You say you're Cinderella
Or you would like to be
Does this mean that you've found
Your Prince Charming in me?
You also say you're Jasmine
So Princess, please be mine
A whole new world I'll show you
A world of love divine
Your favorite is Tinkerbell
So I'll be Peter Pan
Together we can fly away
Off to Neverland
And if you're Sleeping Beauty
Then I will be the one
To kiss your lips, open your eyes
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Автор: DMG
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| Админ | Дата: Четверг, 17.10.2013, 18:42 | Сообщение # 7 |
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The wind. (УМК Биболетова 7 класс)
The wind shook the house,
The house was shaken.
We took what we could,
Not everything was taken.
We lost our pets
And that day they were not found.
The wind broke down our house,
It was thrown to the ground.
Then we built a new house,
It was built too fast to tell.
We did the work together,
It was done very well.
We invited all our friends,
Our friends were invited.
All of them came with presents,
We were happy and excited.
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| Админ | Дата: Воскресенье, 27.10.2013, 15:23 | Сообщение # 8 |
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Red Riding Hood
Right through the woods-not very far-
Lives Red Riding Hood’s grandma.
To visit her, she often takes
Butter, eggs, and home made cakes.
Her mummy tells her every day:
“Don’t talk to strangers on the way!”
Two squirrels watch Red Riding Hood
As she goes walking through the wood,
They see a wolf and warn and shout:
“There is a big bad wolf about!”
The wolf pretends to show such charm,
She never dreams that he could harm.
She tells him all he wants to know
And to the house the wolf does go.
A kind woodcutter, chopping sticks,
Stops the bad wolf’s wicked tricks,
He hears the poor old grandma’s call
And kills the wolf and saves them all.
by R. Garland.
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| Админ | Дата: Воскресенье, 27.10.2013, 15:23 | Сообщение # 9 |
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City.
Sing a song of people
Walking fast and slow;
People in the city,
Up and down they go.
People with their hats on,
Going in the doors;
People with umbrellas
When it rains and pours.
Tall people,
Short people,
Thin people, fat,
Lady so dainty
Wearing a hat.
Straight people,
Dumpy people,
Man dressed in brown;
Baby in a buggy,
These make a Town.
by Lois Lenski.
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| Админ | Дата: Воскресенье, 27.10.2013, 15:23 | Сообщение # 10 |
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FRIENDS
I cannot ease your aching heart,
Nor take your pain away,
But let me stay and take your hand
And walk with you today!
I'll listen when you need to talk;
I'll wipe away your tears
I'll share your worries when they come;
I'll help you face your fears.
I'm here and I will stand by you,
Each hill you have to climb,
So take my hand, let's face the world;
Live one day at a time!
You're not alone, for I'm still here.
I'll go that extra mile,
And when your grief is easier,
I'll help you learn to smile
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| Админ | Дата: Воскресенье, 27.10.2013, 15:24 | Сообщение # 11 |
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Miss Polly has a dolly
Who is sick, sick, sick.
So, she phones to the doctor
To be quick, quick ,quick.
The doctor is coming
With his bag and his hat,
And his rapping at the door
With a rat-tat-tat.
He is looking at the dolly
And his shaking his head.
Then he says, «Miss Polly,
Put he straight to bed».
He is writing on a paper
For a pill ,pill ,pill.
«Ill be back in the morning
With my bill, bill, bill».
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| Админ | Дата: Воскресенье, 27.10.2013, 15:24 | Сообщение # 12 |
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There's a New Cook in the Cafeteria
by Bruce Lansky
Good Morning, staff and students.
We have a brand new cook.
And that's why our lunch menu
will have a brand new look.
To make a good impression,
our cook's prepared a treat:
your choice of snapping turtle soup
or deep-fried monkey meat.
If you're a vegetarian,
we have good news today:
she's serving pickled cauliflower
and jellyfish souffle.
And for dessert our cook has made
a recipe from France:
I'm sure you'll all want seconds--
of chocolate-covered ants.
I hope you like this gourmet feast.
I hope you won't complain.
But if you do we'll have to bring
our old cook back again.
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| Админ | Дата: Воскресенье, 27.10.2013, 15:24 | Сообщение # 13 |
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Bessie's Song To Her Doll
Matilda Jane, you never look
At any toy or picture-book.
I show you pretty things in vain
You must be blind, Matilda Jane!
I ask you riddles, tell you tales,
But all our conversation fails.
You never answer me again
I fear you're dumb, Matilda Jane!
Matilda darling, when I call,
You never seem to hear at all.
I shout with all my might and main
But you're so deaf, Matilda Jane!
Matilda Jane, you needn't mind,
For, though you're deaf and dumb and blind,
There's some one loves you, it is plain
And that is me, Matilda Jane!
(by Lewis Carrol)
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| Админ | Дата: Воскресенье, 27.10.2013, 15:25 | Сообщение # 14 |
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| Админ | Дата: Воскресенье, 27.10.2013, 15:25 | Сообщение # 15 |
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The mouse that gnawed the oak-tree down
Began his task in early life.
He kept so busy with his teeth
He had no time to take a wife.
He gnawed and gnawed through sun and rain
When the ambitious fit was on,
Then rested in the sawdust till
A month of idleness had gone.
He did not move about to hunt
The coteries of mousie-men.
He was a snail-paced, stupid thing
Until he cared to gnaw again.
The mouse that gnawed the oak-tree down,
When that tough foe was at his feet-
Found in the stump no angel-cake
Nor buttered bread, nor cheese nor meat-
The forest-roof let in the sky.
“This light is worth the work,” said he.
“I’ll make this ancient swamp more light,”
And started on another tree.
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| Админ | Дата: Воскресенье, 27.10.2013, 15:25 | Сообщение # 16 |
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POOR BIRD!
Poor bird!-
No hands, no fingers thine;
Two angel-coloured wings instead:
But where are mine?
Cold voiceless fish!-
No hands, no spindly legs, no toes;
But fins and a tail,
And a mouth for nose,
Wild weed!-
Not even an eye with which to see!
Or ear, or tongue,
For sigh or song;
Or heart to beat,
Or mind to long
And yet- ah, would that I,
In sun and shade, like thee,
Might no less gentle, sweet,
And lovely be!
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| Админ | Дата: Воскресенье, 27.10.2013, 15:25 | Сообщение # 17 |
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Little Red Riding Hood by Rosemary Garland
Right through the woods not very far
Lives Red Riding Hood's grandma.
To visit her, she often takes
Butter, eggs and home-made cakes.
Her Mummy tells her every day:
``Don't talk to strangers on the way!''
Two squirrels watch Red Riding Hood
As she goes walking through the wood.
They see a wolf and warn and shout:
``There is a big bad wolf about!''
The wolf pretends to show such charm,
She never dreams that he could harm.
She tells him all he wants to know
And to the house the wolf does go.
A kind woodcutter, chopping sticks,
Stops the bad wolf's wicked tricks.
He hears the poor old grand ma's call
And kills the wolf and saves them all.
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| Админ | Дата: Воскресенье, 27.10.2013, 15:26 | Сообщение # 18 |
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Lazy-bones Grundy.
Lazy-bones Grundy
Must do sums for Monday.
"And today it is Tuesday",
Says lazy-bones Grundy,
"So, I'll do it on Wednesday,
If not - then on Thursday,
Or even on Friday,"
Says lazy-bones Grundy.
Now very soon comes Friday
And Saturday comes,
But lazy-bones Grundy
Has no time for sums.
"Never mind", says Grundy,
"I'll do it on Sunday."
So this is the time-table
of Lazy-bones Grundy.
(by R.L. Stevenson)
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| Админ | Дата: Воскресенье, 27.10.2013, 15:26 | Сообщение # 19 |
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Sergey Yesenin
Translated from the Russian
By Alec Vagapov
There’s the silly elation,
The garden the windows look on!
Soundless sunset reflection
Swims in the pool, like a swan.
Greetings, golden serenity,
Shadows of trees, black as tar!
Crows on the roof, in sincerity,
Hold vespers in praise of the star.
Timidly, over the garden
Where the guelder-rose springs,
A girl in a snow-white garment
A beautiful melody sings.
Like a blue gown, the evening
Cold from the meadow sweeps…
Happiness, sweet silly feeling!
Virginal blush of the cheeks!
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| Админ | Дата: Вторник, 29.10.2013, 00:28 | Сообщение # 20 |
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Five little pumpkins
Five little pumpkins
Sitting on a gate
The first one said
,,My its getting late!"
The second one said
,,There are witches in the air!"
The third one said
,,Good folk,beware!"
The fourth one said
,,We'll run and run"
The fifth one said
,,Let's have some fun!"
"WOOOOOOOH"went the wind
And out went the light
And the five little pumpkins
Rolled out of Sight.
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