what's got a wave but no sea

1-Have you got any pets?______________
-Yes,I have. i've got two dogs and a cat
2-__________________
-No,he hasn't.Trevor has not got any pets
3-_________________
-No,she hasn't got a snake,but she's got a hamster.
4-_________________
-Yes.we have.We've got two cats
5-_________________
-Yes,he has.He's got a goldfish.Its name is Bert
6-_______________
-No,they haven't got a cat. They've got a dog

Chloe:Yes,i ________ got one brother,Tim.
But i ________ got a sister.Tim is
eighteen years old and he's tall and slim.
Jason: _________ your brother got blond hair?
Chloe:No,we're different - Tim _______
got blond hair.He ________ got long
brown hair.
Jason:Have you mum and dad _________
blond hair?
Chloe:Yes,they _________.But my dad's got
very short hair and my mum and i have got long hair.Помогите пожалуйста!

"Oh,yes,"said Dr. Phineas Welch, "I can bring back the spirits of the illustrious dead."
He was a little drunk, or maybe he wouldn't have said it. Of
course, it was perfectly all right to get a little drunk at the annual
Christmas party.
Scott Robertson, the school's young English instructor, adjusted
his glasses and looked to right and left to see if they were overheard.
"Really, Dr. Welch."
"I mean it. And not just the spirits. I bring back the bodies, too."
"I wouldn't have said it were possible," said Robertson primly.
"Why not? A simple matter of temporal transference."
"You mean time travel? But that's quite - uh - unusual."
"Not if you know how."
"Well, how, Dr. Welch?"
"Think I'm going to tell you?" asked the physicist gravely. He
looked vaguely about for another drink and didn't find any. He said, "I
brought quite a few back. Archimedes, Newton, Galileo. Poor fellows."
"Didn't they like it here? I should think they'd have been
fascinated by our modern science," said Robertson. He was beginning to
enjoy the conversation.
"Oh, they were. They were. Especially Archimedes. I thought he'd
go mad with joy at first after I explained a little of it in some Greek
I'd boned up on, but no-no-"
"What was wrong?"
"Just a different culture. They couldn't get used to our way of
life. They got terribly lonely and frightened. I had to send them back."
"That's too bad."
"Yes. Great minds, but not flexible minds. Not universal. So I tried Shakespeare."
"What?" yelled Robertson. This was getting closer to home.

facedown so that they couldn’t see return addresses. Blair got seven letters and five letters were Serena’s. “Okay. Ready?” Serena asked.
Blair closed her eyes and took the first letter. “Okay. Let’s do it.”
Rriipp! Rriipp! Rriipp!
2. Blair looked at Serena. “How’d you do?” she asked.
Serena could tell from the scary look on Blair’s face that the news was not good. She didn’t know what to say. “Urn, I got a place ... um ... everywhere?”
Blair stared at the acceptance letters in Serena’s hands. On top was a cream -colored letter with the blue Yale University letterhead. “Wait, you applied to Yale?” isked Blair.
“Yes,” Serena nodded.1 “At the last minute I just decided, why not, you know?”
“And you got a place?”
Serena nodded again. “Sorry.”
3. The way Blair was looking at her was making Serena nervous. What did Serena have that she didn’t? She was in the top of her class at school and took every AP* course they offered. She was the best at the SAT. She did charity work. She was the leader of the French club. She was an excellent tennis player. Her entire high-school career — practically her whole life — she’d been working toward entering Yale. Her father had gone there. His father had gone there. Her great-uncle had donated two buildings and a playing field. Serena took no APs at all, and did only a few extracurricular activities. Serena’s dad had gone to Princeton and Brown, two of Yale’s biggest competitors.2 Still, Yale had accepted Serena and put Blair on their wait list!
4. “I probably won’t even go,” Serena made an attempt to make things less important. “I have to ... you know ... visit all the schools before I decide,” she gath-tred her blond hair on top of her head. “Maybe I won’t even go to college right iway. I could stay in the city and try to do some acting or something.”
5. So Serena got into Yale, but she didn’t even really want to go there. Serena collected her letters and held them behind her back.
“What about the other schools? You must have —”
“I got wait listed at Yale. The only place that accepted me is Georgetown. Stupid Georgetown. But it was my safety.”
Serena stared at her for a moment her eyes wide with surprise. “That’s not so bad,” Serena said. “I’m sure Yale is hard to enter. And if you didn’t enter, at least you have backup.”