Task 1. Write complete sentences. Use the present simple or the present continuous 1 tigers/not come/from this country
2 you/do your homework/right now?
3 Mark/usually/eat/with us/but today he's at his friend's
house
4 Jane/need/any help/with her work?
5 the boys/wear/shorts/today/because it’s hot

ПЕРЕВОД.
Narrator: Now in the wood
There live three
bears?
Daddy: Let,s take a walk.
Narrator: Daddy says ...
And Mummy says...
Mummy: Well,maybe:
I've got some porridge
In this pot.
It,s very nice-
But it,s very hot!
We can eat it
When we all return.
Let,s go outside
And get some sun!

Ведущий: В лесу живут три медведя.
Папа: Давайте пойдем на прогулку.
Рассказчик: Говорит папа, и мама говорит:
Мама: Ну,может быть. У меня есть немного каши в этой кастрюле. Она очень хорошая, но очень горячая! Мы можем съесть её, когда вернемся. Давайте выйдем на улицу и позагораем!

Cоединить прилагательные с подходящими существительными:

1.golden curls                  
2.naughty girl
3.lovely woods
4.hot porridge

Заполнить пропуски подходящими словами:

1. Mother says : "Listen to me."
2. Goldilocks is a girl with long golden curls.
3. Goldilocks is on her way to school.
4. Goldilocks takes a walk for the woods.
5. Three bears live in the wood.

Отвечать на вопросы, перевод вопросов и ответов.

1. What does Goldilocks' mother tell her every day? Что мама Златовласки говорит ей каждое утро? (не знаю, Вы не приложили текст)
2. Where does she take a walk? Где она гуляет? 
    Goldilocks takes a walk for the woods. Она гуляет в лесу.
3. Who lives in the wood? Кто живет в лесу? 
    Three bears live in the wood.
4. What do the bears have for breakfast? Что у медведей на завтрак? 
    They've got some porridge in the pot. У них горячая каша в кастрюле.
5. Why can't they eat the porridge? Почему они не могут съесть кашу? (не знаю, у нас нет текста)

TSUNAMI - SRI LANKA FIRST-HAND REPORT On Monday we visited the Mount Royal Hotel on the beach at Mount Lavinia where many of you and other friends stay and we walked the length of the beach. The wall between the Hotel's garden and pool and the railway line and the beach was flattened and the garden, pool and ground-floor rooms filled with mud and debris. On the beach nearly everything was flattened with only one restaurant left standing although damaged: otherwise nothing is left except debris. But debris the likes of which I've never seen. Not a whole roof or an entire brick and concrete wall but tiny unrecognisable pieces as the swirling waters smashed everything into smithereens. All this mixed with weeds, plastic and other rubbish. There remains nothing to salvage: only to bulldoze, clear and throw into rubbish dumps. Nothing left with which to rebuild. On Tuesday we ventured a little further afield to where the road south begins and runs from Moratuwa to Panadura. Between it and the sea is the main railway line south to Gall and Matura filled with low cost housing and shacks of fisherman primarily. What was left? Nothing) high and then recede and return again. In 30 minutes it was all over! All on a beautiful early morning with a clear blue sky cooled by the cooling Christmas breezes that blow at this time of year. On the Wednesday I'd contacted some friends in Galle, 78 miles south who were inland and safe but short of food etc. We decided to venture down south, although the main Galle Road was uncleared, by driving on narrow minor country roads that meander inland from village to village and connect them and inland towns with those on the coast. Using a map and with excellent emergency signing put up by a Soya Bean company we drove through some beautiful scenery where we'd never visited before and arrived to find the family safe. After distributing the food we'd brought we ventured into Galle. If you've been watching TV you will have seen the main Galle Central Bus Stand and the International Cricket Stadium under water with three girls being swept away as they failed to hold on to the bus stand. At first driving into the town all looks OK until there tell-tale piles of rubbish in drains and in gardens. Then it gets progressively worse as walls are washed away, then vehicles are plastered against houses and trees, then boats appear in gardens and houses and then there is nothing except this incredible debris where it is possible to recognise what had been a chair or a plastic bucket or a sink or a toilet until even these are so destroyed that nothing in the piles of debris can be recognized. This rubbish sometimes is metres high. It all stinks with that sweet smell of death and decaying bodies - by this stage rarely a few human mainly but dogs, cats, goats etc. Galle had been particularly severely hit with the three waves each forced into two as the 16th century fort ramparts withstood the waves (inside it is scarcely damaged) and the floods were funneled into a small space opposite the railway station and directed down a canal into the centre of the town and carrying everything before it including the corber of an old Dutch building