Once there were three little pigs who grew up and left their mother to find homes for themselves. The thirst pig set out and before long he met a man with the bundle of straw. "Please man" said the pig, "Will you let me have that bundle of straw to build my house." "Yes, here, take it." Said the kind man. The little pig was very pleased and at once built himself the house of straw. He had hardly moved in when the wolf came walking by and seeing the new house knocked on the door. "Little pig, little pig" he said "Open up the door and let me in." Now the little pig's mother had warned him about strangers so he said "No, not by the hair on my chinny chin chin, I'll not let you in." "Now I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your house down." Cried the wolf. But the little pig went on saying "No, not by the hair on my chinny chin chin, I'll not let you in." So the old wolf huffed and he puffed and he blew the house down and the little pig run fast as he could back to his mother's house.
The second little pig said goodbye to his mother and set out. Before long he met a man with the bundle of sticks. "Please man" he said, "Will you let me have that bundle of sticks to build my house." "Yes, you can have it, here it is." Said the kind man. So the second little pig was very pleased and used the sticks to build himself the house. He had hardly moved in when the wolf came walking by and knocked at the door. "Little pig, little pig" he said "Open up your door and let me in." Now the second little pig remembered what his mother had told him so he too said "No, not by the hair on my chinny chin chin, I'll not let you in." "Now I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your house down." Cried the wolf. But the little pig went on saying "No, not by the hair on my chinny chin chin, I'll not let you in." So again the old wolf huffed and he puffed and he huffed and he puffed this time it was much harder work but finally down came the house and the second little pig had to run as fast as he could back to his mother's house.
Then last of all the third little pig set out and met a man with load of bricks. "Please man" he said, "Will you let me have that load of bricks to build my house." "Yes, here they are, all for you." Said the kind man. The third little pig was very pleased and built himself the brick house. Again the wolf came along and again he said. "Little pig, little pig open your door and let me in." But like his brothers the third little pig said "No, not by the hair on my chinny chin chin, I'll not let you in." "Now I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your house down." Cried the wolf. And when the third little pig wouldn't open the door he huffed and he puffed and he huffed and he puffed then he tried again but the brick house was so strong that he could not blow it down. This made the wolf so angry that he jumped onto the roof of the little brick house and roared down the chimney. "I'm coming down to eat you up." The little pig had put a pot of boiling water on the fire and now he took off the lid, down the chimney tumbled the wolf and splash, he fell right into the pot. Quickly the little pig bang down the cover and boiled up the old wolf for his dinner. And so, the clever little pig lived happily ever after.
Я люблю подвижные игры, в том числе с мячом. А самый любимый вид спорта — это волейбол. Мы часто играем в него на уроках физкультуры в школе. Еще мы с друзьями натягиваем сетку во дворе, собираем две команды и бросаем мячик. Это занятие мне нравится намного больше, чем сидеть на лавочке и болтать ногами со скуки. На пляже или на природе мы тоже любим поиграть в волейбол. Правда, без сетки это не так удобно.
Мне нравится эта игра, потому что у нее достаточно простые правила. Надо приземлить мяч на половине команды-соперника. При этом нельзя пинать мяч ногой, можно только отбивать его руками. Недаром слово «волейбол» означает «летающий мяч». Выигрыш считается по очкам, так что всегда есть шанс изменить счет в свою пользу.
Волейбол развивает ловкость и силу рук, быстроту реакции и точность глазомера, а еще внимательность. У тех, кто много играет в волейбол, хорошо развита координация движений.
Перевод ! I like outdoor games, including with the ball. And the most favorite sport is volleyball. We often play it in physical education classes at school. My friends and I pull the net in the yard, collect the two teams and throw the ball. This occupation I like a lot more than sitting on the bench and chattering with boredom. On the beach or in nature, we also like to play volleyball. True, without a grid it is not so convenient.
I like this game because it has simple rules. You have to land the ball on half of the opposing team. In this case, you can not kick the ball with your foot, you can only beat it with your hands. No wonder the word "volleyball" means "flying ball". The win is considered on points, so there is always a chance to change the score to your advantage.
Volleyball develops dexterity and strength of hands, speed of reaction and accuracy of the eye, and also attentiveness. Those who play a lot of volleyball have good coordination of movements.
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The second little pig said goodbye to his mother and set out. Before long he met a man with the bundle of sticks. "Please man" he said, "Will you let me have that bundle of sticks to build my house." "Yes, you can have it, here it is." Said the kind man. So the second little pig was very pleased and used the sticks to build himself the house. He had hardly moved in when the wolf came walking by and knocked at the door. "Little pig, little pig" he said "Open up your door and let me in." Now the second little pig remembered what his mother had told him so he too said "No, not by the hair on my chinny chin chin, I'll not let you in." "Now I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your house down." Cried the wolf. But the little pig went on saying "No, not by the hair on my chinny chin chin, I'll not let you in." So again the old wolf huffed and he puffed and he huffed and he puffed this time it was much harder work but finally down came the house and the second little pig had to run as fast as he could back to his mother's house.
Then last of all the third little pig set out and met a man with load of bricks. "Please man" he said, "Will you let me have that load of bricks to build my house." "Yes, here they are, all for you." Said the kind man. The third little pig was very pleased and built himself the brick house. Again the wolf came along and again he said. "Little pig, little pig open your door and let me in." But like his brothers the third little pig said "No, not by the hair on my chinny chin chin, I'll not let you in." "Now I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your house down." Cried the wolf. And when the third little pig wouldn't open the door he huffed and he puffed and he huffed and he puffed then he tried again but the brick house was so strong that he could not blow it down. This made the wolf so angry that he jumped onto the roof of the little brick house and roared down the chimney. "I'm coming down to eat you up." The little pig had put a pot of boiling water on the fire and now he took off the lid, down the chimney tumbled the wolf and splash, he fell right into the pot. Quickly the little pig bang down the cover and boiled up the old wolf for his dinner. And so, the clever little pig lived happily ever after.
Мне нравится эта игра, потому что у нее достаточно простые правила. Надо приземлить мяч на половине команды-соперника. При этом нельзя пинать мяч ногой, можно только отбивать его руками. Недаром слово «волейбол» означает «летающий мяч». Выигрыш считается по очкам, так что всегда есть шанс изменить счет в свою пользу.
Волейбол развивает ловкость и силу рук, быстроту реакции и точность глазомера, а еще внимательность. У тех, кто много играет в волейбол, хорошо развита координация движений.
Перевод ! I like outdoor games, including with the ball. And the most favorite sport is volleyball. We often play it in physical education classes at school. My friends and I pull the net in the yard, collect the two teams and throw the ball. This occupation I like a lot more than sitting on the bench and chattering with boredom. On the beach or in nature, we also like to play volleyball. True, without a grid it is not so convenient.
I like this game because it has simple rules. You have to land the ball on half of the opposing team. In this case, you can not kick the ball with your foot, you can only beat it with your hands. No wonder the word "volleyball" means "flying ball". The win is considered on points, so there is always a chance to change the score to your advantage.
Volleyball develops dexterity and strength of hands, speed of reaction and accuracy of the eye, and also attentiveness. Those who play a lot of volleyball have good coordination of movements.
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