Pretend you are a teacher, read the questions for your classmates to answer The words below can help them. Example:
Why have you bought these daffodils?
They smelled so nice!
to sound loud, to smell nice, to smell pleasant, to taste sweet,
to taste good, to feel bad, to feel well
1. Why did you turn off the radio?
2. Why have you eaten the whole cake?
3. Why didn't you go to school yesterday?
4. Why have you put these lilies here?
5. Why do you like honey?
6. Why don't you take aspirin ['æsprin]?
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two friends were camping together of a river.  their names were jim and tim. tim was very lazy boy. on the first evening of their holiday, jim said to tim, "here’s some money. go and buy some meat."

"i’m too tired," answered tim. "you go." so jim went to buy the meat.

when he came back, he told tim that he must cook it.  but tim explained, "no, i’m not good at cooking. you must  do it." so jim fried the meat. than jim cut  the bread as tom did not want to do it. after that he offered his friend brung some water.this time tim replied: "no, i don’t want to get my clothes dirty"  .so jim got the water.

at last the meat was ready and    jim invited tim to eat it. 

"well, i can do that," - agreed   tim.   "i don’t like saying “no” all the time."

The clouds are gray, gloomy, rain is not far off. autumn. bare ground fog zavoloka. that is my only weapon of satiety, the only weapon to keep warm, sporting, strigunka catches in the steppe strigunok. no grass, no tulips. and everywhere was quiet voiced hubbub of children, young guys laughing. and the trees, like the poor old men, are the bare, bereft of their leaves. the skin of a bull, a sheep in a tub tan. repairing old coats and quilted robe. moloduha patch leaky tent, and the old woman for weeks suchat thread. shoals stretched south cranes. caravans of camels passed under them, and in the villages - gloom and silence. laughter fun games were away: winds, becoming colder, chill hurts and old people and children. dogs catch hungry mice field, unable to find, as it did, scraps, bones, wind raises dust - over the steppe black. autumn, damp. but already opened - bad habits - can not kindle the fire. our yurts are now uncomfortably dark.