How sugar do you need for the cake?
a) much
2. I don't eatapples in the morning.
c) many
3. There is ... milk in the fridge.
c) much
4. There are oranges in the basket.
a) many
5. ...the oil and put the potatoes in the frying pan.
a) pour
6. Can you the apples. I want to make a pie.
c) peel
7. I canthe eggs for you.
a) boil
8. I want tothe onions. Where is the cutting board?
b) chop
9. We ... oranges with a knife.
c) slice
10. I didn't buyin this shop.
a) anything
11. There is in the corridor now. It's empty.
a) nobody
12. We ... fish in a frying pan.
c) fry
On seashore far a green oak towers,
And to it with a gold chain bound,
A . learned cat whiles away the hours
By walking slowly round and round.
To right he walks, and sings a ditty;
To left he walks, and tells a tale
What marvels there! A mermaid sitting
High in a tree, a sprite, a trail
Where unknown beasts move never seen by
Man's eyes, a hut on chicken feet,
Without a door, without a window,
An evil witch's lone retreat;
The woods and valleys there are teeming
With strange things Dawn brings waves that, gleaming
How sugar do you need for the cake?
a) much
2. I don't eatapples in the morning.
c) many
3. There is ... milk in the fridge.
c) much
4. There are oranges in the basket.
a) many
5. ...the oil and put the potatoes in the frying pan.
a) pour
6. Can you the apples. I want to make a pie.
c) peel
7. I canthe eggs for you.
a) boil
8. I want tothe onions. Where is the cutting board?
b) chop
9. We ... oranges with a knife.
c) slice
10. I didn't buyin this shop.
a) anything
11. There is in the corridor now. It's empty.
a) nobody
12. We ... fish in a frying pan.
c) fry
On seashore far a green oak towers,
And to it with a gold chain bound,
A . learned cat whiles away the hours
By walking slowly round and round.
To right he walks, and sings a ditty;
To left he walks, and tells a tale
What marvels there! A mermaid sitting
High in a tree, a sprite, a trail
Where unknown beasts move never seen by
Man's eyes, a hut on chicken feet,
Without a door, without a window,
An evil witch's lone retreat;
The woods and valleys there are teeming
With strange things Dawn brings waves that, gleaming