Kate’s Travel Diary
We decided to (0) push on and try to reach Venice by Friday afternoon – before the weekend hordes (16) turned up. Susan was eager to see the city of waterways, as she had never been before, while I wanted to look up an old friend called Davina, who was now studying Italian at university in Venice. Davina had given me an open invitation to more or less (17) drop in at any time, and she was as good as her word, for she not only put us up, but also spent the whole weekend (18) pointing out the sights to us. She had never met Susan before, but they (19) got on immediately, which was a relief. My intention had been to pay her a flying visit, and then head off to Trieste, but we had such a wonderful time that we (20) ended up staying for four days. Venice did not disappoint us, (21) living up to its reputation as the most beautiful of cities.
On a less triumphant note, poor Susan lost her handbag, including a large amount of cash and her bank cards. She ran up a huge bill phoning home and contacting her bank in London. At least she’d had enough sense to (22) take out travel insurance, so this (23) paid for the costs of most of the loss.
ответ: It seems that everyone has their own person. Your person is more or less the person you tell everything to, who you trust most, and who would record as the first person you contacted in your emergency contact form. Your personality is the most important human being in your life. My person is my father.
For me, my father has always been my mainstay. To say that I have always been a father's daughter would be accurate. Not only do I trust him in everything and consider him my best friend, we are incredibly similar. Right down to appearance, it's as if my father and I are the same person.
We would spend all our time together.
In the summer, he took me to the pool next door. Basically, he taught me to listen to the music that he liked, and these songs are still close to my heart. As I grew older, I became even more like my father. We made the same jokes, and our internal jokes between us kept going on. We would get in touch about policies and joke about specific policies. It quickly became clear that I was just like my father.
All of this is just what we do, although it's not really why my father is my man. He's my man, because he's always been there for me. He was on my side every time a boy made me cry or someone was rude to me. He listens to me whimper and rant and complain about everything that gets on my nerves when there's enough nonsense around me. But the most important thing he did for me was how he raised me to be good , to be polite, to take care of my education, to be a volunteer, to be a hardworking and productive member of society. My father is my man because he helped me become who I am and who I love.
1 won't be / will not be 2 will turn out 3 wil go 4 will go 5 won't pass / will not pass 6 will become