Вот: The best place where I was it is moscow. Because this is a great attraction.The best person I met is the author of my favorite poems Olga Fokina. I consider her a wonderful author because her poems are some of the best.I certainly met bad people, but I do not focus on them, because the main thing is mercy and forgiveness.Most captures The adventure is a trip to Paris held in the summer.The worst worst moments of my life are when you walk in the street to a poor little and dirty kitten you are so sorry for him, but you can not help him at all
I (entered) the dentist's waiting room which (was) full. Like any other waiting room, it (had) an atmosphere of its own. A small table (was covered) with very old magazines; the curtains (were) of indefinite colour and the armchairs definitely unclean. There (were) dusty pictures on the wall. I (took) my seat and (decided) to pass the time watching the people around me. A little man beside me (was turning) over the pages of a magazine quickly and nervously. It (was) hard to understand what he (was looking) at; from time to time he (threw) the magazine on the table and (picked up) another. Opposite me there (was) a young mother who (was trying) hard to quiet her son. The boy (made) aeroplane noises as he (was moving) an ashtray on the floor. Near him an old man (was sleeping) and the boy's mother (was) afraid that sooner or later her son (would wake) him up. I myself (was) sleepy. The boy (was) quiet now in his mother's arms. There (was) a deathly silence in the room and just at this moment the loud speaker (called) out the name of the next lucky person.
The best place where I was it is moscow. Because this is a great attraction.The best person I met is the author of my favorite poems Olga Fokina. I consider her a wonderful author because her poems are some of the best.I certainly met bad people, but I do not focus on them, because the main thing is mercy and forgiveness.Most captures The adventure is a trip to Paris held in the summer.The worst worst moments of my life are when you walk in the street to a poor little and dirty kitten you are so sorry for him, but you can not help him at all
A little man beside me (was turning) over the pages of a magazine quickly and nervously. It (was) hard to understand what he (was looking) at; from time to time he (threw) the magazine on the table and (picked up) another. Opposite me there (was) a young mother who (was trying) hard to quiet her son. The boy (made) aeroplane noises as he (was moving) an ashtray on the floor. Near him an old man (was sleeping) and the boy's mother (was) afraid that sooner or later her son (would wake) him up. I myself (was) sleepy. The boy (was) quiet now in his mother's arms. There (was) a deathly silence in the room and just at this moment the loud speaker (called) out the name of the next lucky person.