Странная формулировка темы. я ее понял так: вас время от времени отправляют в командировки по разным странам, в том числе в россию. и вам там больше всего ах да, это же сочинение от имени . наверное, он служит в разведке. в россии ему больше всего нравится, потому что там легко найти себе : каждый чиновник готов за деньги продаться. и милиция, и сотрудники фсб и министерств всех отраслей. да что сотрудники - бери выше! полное раздолье для шпиона! strange wording theme. i understood it like this: you from time to time sent on missions to different countries, including russia. and there you are like most oh yeah, it's an essay on behalf of the englishman. perhaps he is in the british intelligence. in russia he loves most, because there are easy to find yourself assistants: every official is ready to sell for money. and the police and the fsb and ministries all industries. yes the staff - take it higher! full freedom for a spy!
and a Dog Once upon a time there was a horse whose name was Reginald.Every morning he was delivering milk, he usually met his friend Blackie, who was a little black dog. Reginald didn’t want to be a milkman’s horse.He wanted to be a racehorse and win the Derbi. And Blackie, who had rather short legs, wanted to be able to run very fast, like a hound. One afternoon they were sitting in Reginald’s stable.Suddenly Blackie said that he had, an idea. «Why do we not eat coal?» — he said. «Trains eat coal a run fast.»
They thought about this for a long time, and at last Reginald said: «Let’s try it,» So they went down to the coal cellar. They were going to take some some coal, when Mrs Marry, the landlady, came in. «What! You are stealing my coal!» — she began to cry, and she picked up a piece of coal and threw it at them.They ran away. They had never run so fast in their lives before. Just then the Mayor was looking out of the window. «Oh, that horse can run fast I’m sure it can win the Derby, look at the dog; it’s a real hound I’ll give them each a medal.» And he did.
Once upon a time there was a horse whose name was Reginald.Every morning he was delivering milk, he usually met his friend Blackie, who was a little black dog.
Reginald didn’t want to be a milkman’s horse.He wanted to be a racehorse and win the Derbi. And Blackie, who had rather short legs, wanted to be able to run very fast, like a hound.
One afternoon they were sitting in Reginald’s stable.Suddenly Blackie said that he had, an idea.
«Why do we not eat coal?» — he said. «Trains eat coal a run fast.»
They thought about this for a long time, and at last Reginald said: «Let’s try it,»
So they went down to the coal cellar. They were going to take some some coal, when Mrs Marry, the landlady, came in.
«What! You are stealing my coal!» — she began to cry, and she picked up a piece of coal and threw it at them.They ran away. They had never run so fast in their lives before.
Just then the Mayor was looking out of the window.
«Oh, that horse can run fast I’m sure it can win the Derby, look at the dog; it’s a real hound I’ll give them each a medal.» And he did.