It was a cold February night. Two policemen, Steve and Tom were walking around the city streets. They stopped at the police station, and said hello to their friends. Then they started walking around the city again. Everything was quiet. They were going down Jones street, when suddenly, they saw a strange old man in front of them. He was holding a long stick, and he was singing an old song. They were surprised. What was he doind out in the streets on a cold night like this? They decided to speak to him. “Good evening, sir,” said Steve. “can we help you?”
As for my appearance, I consider myself to be neither ugly nor exceptionally beautiful. To my mind, I look quite ordinary, though my friends often say I am good-looking. But first of all, let me introduce myself. My name is Maria, and I am a second-year university student. I am twenty years old. I am quite short in height – just 162 centimeters. I wouldn’t say that I am too thin: my weight is about 57 kilograms. But personally, I think that my body is nice, and I don’t want to be skinny. Что касается моей внешности, то я не считаю себя ни уродиной, ни исключительной красавицей. На мой взгляд, я выгляжу вполне обычно, хотя мои друзья часто говорят, что я симпатичная. Но прежде всего, разрешите представиться. Меня зовут Мария, я студентка второго курса университета. Мне двадцать лет. Я довольно маленького роста – всего 162 сантиметра. Я не могу сказать, что я худая – мой вес около 57 килограмм. Но лично я считаю, что у меня красивая фигура, и я не хочу быть тощей. Вот так
They stopped at the police station, and said hello to their friends.
Then they started walking around the city again.
Everything was quiet.
They were going down Jones street, when suddenly, they saw a strange old man in front of them.
He was holding a long stick, and he was singing an old song.
They were surprised.
What was he doind out in the streets on a cold night like this?
They decided to speak to him.
“Good evening, sir,” said Steve. “can we help you?”