It is necessary to observe the rules of the road.Because we need them so badly.If you do not observe the rules of the road you can get hurt.So you have to follow the traffic rules. If you do not want to get to the hospital then follow the rules of the road and teach them.
1. I get up at six thirty in the morning on weekdays. But on Saturadey and Sunday and when I am on holidays I try to sleep longer. 2. When I get out of my bed I open cutains and do my morning exercises. It takes me about 7 to 10 minutes and then I go to the shower. 3. I have my breakfast at 7 o'clock. Usually I have a sandwich and a cup of coffee. I can't eat much in the morning. Sometimes I drink orange juice. 4. After breakfast I get dressed. It takes me about 40 minutes. And at about 8 o'clock I leave for school. 5. I live not far from school. So, I walk there. It takes me about 10 minutes to get to school. 6. I have a couple of friends at school. We spend much time together. Of course I would like to sit next to them. But our teachers make their own decision on how we should sit. 7. My classes finish at about 3 o'clock. After school I go for a walk with my friends and then go home for lunch. Usually I come home at about 4 o'clock. 8. If the weather is bad we don't walk and I go straight home. So, sometimes I come home half an hour earlier. 9. As soon as I get home I change, wash my hands and have lunch. I love eating soup for lunch. After lunch I do my homework. 10. We have many subjects at school and I have a lot of things to do. Every day I spend about 2 or 3 hours doing my homework. 11. As soon as it's done I am free and can watch television. Most of all I like different shows and serials. Usually I watch TV for an hour and a half. I can't say that I am a big fan of TV. I like reading books more. 12. My favourite programs are "Wheel of Fortune", "Voice" and "Grimm". The first two are shows and the third one is a serial. 13. After this I meet my friends. Sometimes we watch TV together and then go for a walk or just chat. We see each other every day but always have something to talk about. 14. We go for a walk to the park which is not far from my house. It's a nice and large park with a lot of trees and bushes. It's very green and the air is very fresh there. 15. When I grow up I would like to have my own business connected with health and beauty. Maybe, a gym or a beauty shop. 16. I like sleeping very much. So, I try to go to bed not too late to feel ok next day. Usually I go to bed at 10 o'clock. 17. Before going to bed I have light dinner, then go to shower and read a book. And of course I talk to my parents and we discuss everything happened today.
Не знаю то или не то ну вот Contents The Reader of Books Mr Wormwood, the Great Car Dealer The Hat and the Superglue The Ghost Arithmetic The Platinum-Blond Man Miss Honey The Trunchbull The Parents Throwing the Hammer Bruce Bogtrotter and the Cake Lavender The Weekly Test The First Miracle The Second Miracle Miss Honey’s Cottage Miss Honey’s Story The Names The Practice The Third Miracle A New HomeThe Reader of Books It’s a funny thing about mothers and fathers. Even when their own child is the most disgusting little blister you could ever imagine, they still think that he or she is wonderful. Some parents go further. They become so blinded by adoration they manage to convince themselves their child has qualities of genius. Well, there is nothing very wrong with all this. It’s the way of the world. It is only when the parents begin telling us about the brilliance of their own revolting offspring, that we start shouting, "Bring us a basin! We’re going to be sick!" School teachers suffer a good deal from having to listen to this sort of twaddle from proud parents, but they usually get their own back when the time comes to write the end-of-term reports. If I were a teacher I would cook up some real scorchers for the children of doting parents. "Your son Maximilian", I would write, "is a total wash- out. I hope you have a family business you can push him into when he leaves school because he sure as heck won’t get a job anywhere else." Or if I were feeling lyrical that day, I might write, "It is a curious truth that grasshoppers have their hearing-organs in the sides of the abdomen. Your daughter Vanessa, judging by what she’s learnt this term, has no hearing-organs at all." I might even delve deeper into natural history and say, "The periodical cicada spends six years as a grub underground, and no more than six days as a free creature of sunlight and air. Your son Wilfred has spent six years as a grub in this school and we are still waiting for him to emerge from the chrysalis." A particularly poisonous little girl might sting me into saying, "Fiona has the same glacial beauty as an iceberg, but unlike the iceberg she has absolutely nothing below the surface." I think I might enjoy writing end-of-term reports for the stinkers in my class. But enough of that. We have to get on. Occasionally one comes across parents who take the opposite line, who show no interest at all in their children, and these of course are far worse than the doting ones. Mr and Mrs Wormwood were two such parents. They had a son called Michael and a daughter called Matilda, and the parents looked upon Matilda in particular as nothing more than a scab. A scab is something you have to put up with until the time comes when you can pick it off and flick it away. Mr and Mrs Wormwood looked forward enormously to the time when they could pick their little daughter off and flick her away, preferably into the next county or even further than that. It is bad enough when parents treat ordinary children as though they were scabs and bunions, but it becomes somehow a lot worse when the child in question is extraordinary, and by that I mean sensitive and brilliant. Matilda was both of these things, but above all she was brilliant. Her mind was so nimble and she was so quick to learn that her ability should have been obvious even to the most half-witted of parents. But Mr and Mrs Wormwood were both so gormless and so wrapped up in their own silly little lives that they failed to notice anything unusual about their daughter.
