Ex.1 Compose a dialogue on any of the following topics. Requirements: at least 8-10 replicas on each side. 1. Two friends are in a restaurant.

2. A customer and a waiter in a restaurant.

3. Two friends are having dinner in a canteen..

4. You celebrate your birthday in a cafe.​

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Dear...
How are you ? How are your holidays?
Thank you for your detailed information and colourful photoes from Australia ( якобы друг в Австралии ) Now I'm writing this latter from camp . It's English camp , there we talk with each other only in English . Near the camp we have not a big , river with cold water. There I meet many new friends , they are very funny kind , we play different games . i have many good , posetive imotions , because it was my first journey .If you will be with me everything was more interesting, more imotionally , I hope that the next year we can go there together .
Love

Old Margaret was just the kind of cook that we wanted. Lots of cooks can do rich dishes well. Margaret couldn’t. But she 1. A) used__ to cook simple, everyday dishes in a way that made our mouths water. Her apple-pies were the best pies I’ve ever tasted. 
But to 2.B) tell__ the truth, even Margaret sometimes miscalculated. A large, 
royal-looking steak would be set before Father, which, upon being cut into, would turn 3.A) out__ to be underdone. Father’s face would darken with disappointment. He would raise his foot and stamp slowly and heavily three times on the rug. 
At this solemn 4.D) movement__ , we would hear Margaret leave the kitchen below us and come up the stairs to the dining-room door. 
“Margaret, look at the steak.”
Margaret would peer with a shocked look at the platter. She would then seize the platter and make off with it.
Father and Margaret were united by the intense interest they both took in cooking.
Each understood the other instinctively. I have to 5.C) admit__ that they had a complete fellow-feeling. Mother’s great interest was in babies. She loved her children and her happiness depended 6.A) on_ them. She wanted to keep Father pleased somehow, and if it  was too difficult or impossible she didn’t always care about even that. 
At table it was Father who carved the fowl, or sliced the roast lamb or beef. I liked to 7.D) watch__ him take the knife and go at it. And usually the cooking had been as superb as the carving. Sometimes it was so perfect that Father would summon Margaret and say in a low voice, “You are a good cook”.