Спо ! выпишите из текста 5 предложений в present simple, поставьте их в отрицательную и вопросительную формы.1.i’ll never forget my first visit to the belarusian opera and ballet theatre.my friend and i wanted to see the famous ballet swan lake by tchaikovsky. weknew the plot very well. we also knew some pieces of music from this ballet(small swans’ dance) and decided to see the whole performance.2. we bought the tickets in advance and came to the theatre half an hour beforethe show. in the foyer we bought the programme. such famous dancers as t.yershova – international competition laureate, people’s artist of the republicof belarus (as zigfrid) were costarring in this ballet. the ballet is about thegreat love of prince zigfrid and a beautiful young girl odetta by name.3. at 7 sharp the performance began. from the very first minute i was deeplyimpressed by everything i saw on the stage. the setting and the dancing weresuperb and exciting. the costumes were fine, the music was thrilling. theballet seemed to me a fairy-tale. i had never seen anything more wonderfulbefore. my friend also enjoyed every minute of it.4. after the first act we went to look over the theatre. we saw the boxes, thepit, the dress-circle and the gallery. there were many portraits of famousopera-singers, ballet-dancers, musicians and producers on the walls of thefoyer. among them we could see the portraits of a. savchenko, r. petrov, m.gulegina, etc.5. when the curtains fell at the end of the performance there came a storm ofapplause. it seemed that it would never end. the dancers received call aftercall. they were presented with large bouquets of flowers. we also . the performance was a success.образуйте степени сравнения с : therewhenthatreceived
: when I returned, they said that the boy refused to let someone into the room. “You cannot enter,” he said. “You should not get what I have.”
I went to him and found him exactly in the position in which I left him, with a white face, he looked at the other end of the bed. I measured his temperature.
"What is there?"
“Something like a hundred,” I said. It was one hundred two and four tenths. “One hundred and two,” he said.
“Who said that?”
"Doctor."
“Your temperature is all right,” I said. "Nothing to worry about."
“I'm not worried,” he said, “but I can't help but think.”
“Don't think,” I said. “Just calm down.”
“I take it easy,” he said and looked straight ahead. He went on about something with himself.
I sat down and opened pirated books. But I saw that he did not follow, so I stopped
"What time do you think I'll die?" - he asked.
“You are not going to die. What happened to you?"
B. At the bottom, the doctor left three different drugs in different colored capsules with instructions for use.
Returning to the room, I recorded the temperature of the guy and made a note of this time to give various capsules.
“Do you want me to read to you?”
“If you want,” the boy said. His face was very white, and there were dark circles under his eyes. He lay quietly in bed and seemed very detached from what was happening.
I read from the pirate book Howard Pile; but I saw that he did not follow what I read.
“How are you feeling, Schatz?” I asked him.
“Same,” he said, glancing across the bed and looking very strange.
“Why don't you go to sleep? I will wake you up for medicine. ”
“I would rather stay awake.”
A minute later he told me: “You should not stay here with me, Dad, if that bothers you.”
“It doesn't bother me.”
“No, I mean, you shouldn't stay if it bothers you.”
I thought that maybe he was a little raving and after giving him the prescribed capsules at eleven o'clock, I went out for a few minutes.
C. “What's the matter, Schatz?”
"I have a headache."
“You better get back to bed.”
"No. Everything is fine with me."
But when I went downstairs, he was dressed, sitting by the fireplace, looking very sick and unhappy boy of nine years. When I put my hand on his forehead, I realized that he had a temperature.
“Go to bed,” I said, “you are sick.”
When the doctor arrived, he measured the temperature of the boy.
"How many?" I asked him.
"One hundred and two."
Oh yeah. I heard him say one hundred and two. "
“People do not die with a temperature of one hundred and two. This is a dumb way to talk. ”
“I know what they are doing. At a school in France, the guys told me that you cannot live with forty-four degrees. I have one hundred and two. ”
He waited for death all day, from nine in the morning.
“Poor Schatz,” I said. “It's like miles and kilometers. You will not die. This is a different thermometer. Thirty-seven on this thermometer is normal. On this thermometer it's ninety-eight. ”
“Oh,” he said, and slowly relaxed
I think being a person with extra weight is an absolute personal choice, except for those people who suffer from chronic illnesses such as diabetes or hormonal disbalance. I don't think it's a great idea to limit amount of food that person is willing to eat or make fast food products extremely expensive. Again it's a personal choice of the people and no one has a right to take it from them. It's absurd to think it's okay to make overweight people to pay more for the health care because it's simply violates human rights for a health care.
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