4 2.33 Look at the pictures and example sentences. Circle the correct words. Then listen, check and repeat. SS m I'm bored. It's boring. 1 I'm really bored/ boring. There's nothing to do! 2 At the party I got chocolate all over my white jeans. It was really embarrassed / embarrassing. 3 I saw a programme about making clothes from recycled interesting We took m plastic. It was very interested/ weekend. They were really excited/exciting! 4 y little cousins to the zoo at the 5 Yesterday we went shopping in town. It was really tired/tiring! I'm a bit worried/worrying. I have to give a presentation to the whole class tomorrow!
My house - this is a simple apartment with windows. From what my mom always jokes, and her dad plays up the walls of our apartment is always filled with light and warmth. I have an older sister. We do not always get along with her, but I still miss the laughter sister. After school, I want to run home on the porch steps. I know I'll open the door and feel the smell of Mom and Dad's cream shoes. I step over the threshold, and I will meet my sister. Entering the room, I throw things, and my mother will scold me in the evening. My favorite place - this is the kitchen. She is warm, cozy and smells morning pancakes. I like to sit at a table by the window and do my homework. In the winter I warmed warm battery and grandmother's shawl. It hangs on the back of a chair. Grandma says that it is linked from the goat down, so it is strange smell. It's my favorite smell. My house - my refuge. I love to spend time in it. On weekends we often go out of town, but after a short time already Hoti return. In the native walls always calm and quiet. On a rainy autumn day the rooms floats tea flavor. Winter tree smells. Spring brings the first pope lilies for my mother and sister. They are very fragrant. In summer, the rooms are worn nocturnal moths. I am never alone. And it's not because I have parents and sister. Just here is familiar to all. Every book on the shelf already reread. Flowers on the windows, I also know, watering them. Only toys hardly pull. Increased. But they remind me of my childhood. I know that soon I grow up. I'll go to learn, so says the grandfather. My room is empty. But I want to see my house never forgot me. I also will not forget. It is associated with fond memories: the first class, bicycle, brilliant green on his knees, and the first letters.
She is at home. His parents are at work. I am in the forest. His uncle is in England.
1. Where are you? I am in the kitchen
2. Where is Fred? He is in the garage
3. Where are Lisa and Jonh? They are in the living-room
4. Where is Mike? He is in the garden
5. What time is it? It is 5 o'clock
6. Your watch is slow. It is 5 minutes past 5 now
7. Where is our Tom cat? He is on the sofa
8. It is so quiet. Where are the children? They are in the bedroom
9. What are they doing here? They are playing hide and seek.
10. Is it your brother who is in the bathroom? I think he is
11. It is time to have tea. The pie is ready. The cups are on the table.
12. My home is my castle
I have an older sister. We do not always get along with her, but I still miss the laughter sister. After school, I want to run home on the porch steps. I know I'll open the door and feel the smell of Mom and Dad's cream shoes. I step over the threshold, and I will meet my sister. Entering the room, I throw things, and my mother will scold me in the evening.
My favorite place - this is the kitchen. She is warm, cozy and smells morning pancakes. I like to sit at a table by the window and do my homework. In the winter I warmed warm battery and grandmother's shawl. It hangs on the back of a chair. Grandma says that it is linked from the goat down, so it is strange smell. It's my favorite smell.
My house - my refuge. I love to spend time in it. On weekends we often go out of town, but after a short time already Hoti return. In the native walls always calm and quiet. On a rainy autumn day the rooms floats tea flavor. Winter tree smells. Spring brings the first pope lilies for my mother and sister. They are very fragrant. In summer, the rooms are worn nocturnal moths.
I am never alone. And it's not because I have parents and sister. Just here is familiar to all. Every book on the shelf already reread. Flowers on the windows, I also know, watering them. Only toys hardly pull. Increased. But they remind me of my childhood. I know that soon I grow up. I'll go to learn, so says the grandfather. My room is empty. But I want to see my house never forgot me. I also will not forget. It is associated with fond memories: the first class, bicycle, brilliant green on his knees, and the first letters.