Gary: Steve, you like footbool, don't you? Steve: Well, yes-sort of. But I'm tomorrow's Sunday, (НАВЕРНОЕ: It is Sunday, isn't it?) Gary: No, it's Satuday. Steve: Oh. Well, ok. I can play, I guess. But why don't you ask Billy Wright? He's a better player than me, isn't he? Gary: Billy Wright? He's only twelve. He's too young. I can't ask him, can I? Steve: So? If he's a good player, his age doesn't matter, does it? Gary: Well, I'll ask him. But we still need you anyway-we need two players for tomorrow!
My holidays, as usual, I spent with my grandmother in the village. I love to live there. Next to the house there is a small forest and a river. We swam and sunbathed, walked in the forest,went hiking, had picnics and, of course, I helped my grandmother in the garden. August was the most interesting month. Finally, my dream came true, and my parents and I went to Lviv. It was great! It was the first time when I flew by plane! We ate out in a restaurant, walked around a park, visited many museums and saw a lot of art exhibitions, went to a fontain.The second half of August I was at home.
