Hi Sergei, I hope you're well. Guess where I was last weekend! I decided to
go to the Crazy Ride Adventure Park with my friends. The weather
was great. There were a lot of people there. There were so many
rides I couldn't choose which one to go on. I tried the Mega roller
coaster. It was great. We wanted to go to the Hall of Mirrors but
we didn't because there was a very long queue. We triec
candyfloss but I didn't like it. We stayed until late in the evening
What about you? Did you visit your grandparents? Write bad
soon.
Sam
перевод ​

Политикаpolitics is an extremely interesting and discussed topic at any epoch. translated from greek, the word itself means “the art of ruling the state”. more precise meaning found in dictionaries can apply to the direct activity of the state or community groups in various spheres of life, such as, economics, social relations, security and else. politic affairs are often discussed by mass media, i.e. in newspapers, magazines, online editions. journalists like to judge or criticize politicians. however, as the greek philosopher once said: “only very few can do politics while everyone can judge them”. in my opinion, working in the field of politics isn’t easy at all. most people prefer to stay aside and let the rich and powerful to lead the state policy. however, it’s not right. everyone should strive to understand the political affairs of the country as we are all the part of one society. it means that state policy applies to all of us and we all depend on it. that’s why people shouldn’t ignore the topic of politics and shouldn’t be careless with its terms and conditions. as i’ve mentioned before, being a politician is not an easy task at all. politics shouldn’t be treated as one big show. it requires action on the first place. that’s why a true politician should be highly responsible, educated, balanced and provident. this person represents the interests of other people in state. for that reason he should be free of greed and corruption. he should put social interests above his own personal needs. if every politician in the country would follow this pattern, perhaps, the art of politics would sensibly improve.

Once zeus and hera were in heaven and watching the people. suddenly gera saw a man who was sitting on the ground and wept bitterly. he was very poor, his clothes in tatters, sandals on his feet were almost completely severed. hera took pity on him and began to ask zeus: - do you see that man who weeps bitterly - help him! - i already tried, but he is not ready yet! but hera does not want to hear. she was sincerely sorry for the man: - what are you heartless! after all, for you it costs nothing to send him a little money. you see, he is hungry, he has nothing to wear. zeus laughed: - well, i will fulfill your request. for me, it really does not cost anything. but he is not ready yet and cloudless sky pierced by lightning. it seemed like the whole world stopped for a moment. but here again the birds chirped, the sun shone even brighter. and on the road directly in front of the poor man had a large bag filled with gold. the man wandered without raising his head and stumbled right on the bag. he stumbled and jumped to the side, afraid to break their already worn-out sandals. carefully stepping over the bag he wandered farther sighing перевод: однажды  зевс и гера сидели на небесах и наблюдали за людьми. вдруг гера заметила одного человека, который сидел на земле и горько плакал. он был беден: его одежда превратилась в лохмотья, сандали на ногах были почти совсем разорваны. гера его и принялась просить зевса: – видишь вон того мужчину, который горько плачет – ему! – я уже пытался, но он ещё не готов! но гера ничего не хотела слышать. ей было искренне жаль мужчину: – какой ты бессердечный! ведь для тебя ничего не стоит послать ему хоть немного денег. ты же видишь, он голоден, ему нечего носить. зевс рассмеялся: – хорошо, я исполню твою просьбу. для меня это действительно ничего не стоит. но он ещё не готов… и безоблачное небо пронзила молния. казалось, что весь мир на мгновение замер. но вот снова защебетали птицы, ещё ярче засветило солнце. и на дороге прямо перед бедняком появился большой мешок, наполненный золотом. мужчина брёл не поднимая головы и наткнулся прямо на мешок. он споткнулся и отскочил в сторону, боясь порвать свои и без того изношенные сандали. аккуратно переступив через мешок он вздыхая побрёл дальше…