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suddenly thought of it as eating an animal.I had a few meat meals during the first ew weeks,but I felt so incredibly guilty and ashamed afterwards that I soon stopped.`` When I told my Mum I wanted to be a vegetarian,she said,``No,no,no.``But I talked to my dad and he said I could.Mum took me to the doctor who gave me advice,and I`ve felt fine ever since.I gave up meat because I think it is wrong to kill animals.Chickens and turkeys are worst - it is as home animals.I eat eggs and cheese.Some vegetarian meals annoy me when they`re called vegetarian beef or something. I feel so strongly about vegetarianism and I`m convinced it is a healthier way of life. I feel really proud because turning vegetarian is a big decision to make.You do feel so much better inside for doing it,though.To be honest,I don it know how people can it feel guilty while eating juicy steak-переведите плиз

as having a lot of money troubles in those days. Times were hard in Henley Street.
Susanna was born the next May. Will was very pleased with her. "Look. Toby, she's got my eyes," he said happily. "She's going to be as beautiful as the Queen of Egypt, and as clever as King Solomon."
I didn't see much of Will's wife. She came from a very serious, Puritan family. Lots of church-going, and no singing or dancing.
Soon there was another baby on the way, and one evening in February 1585, I hurried round to Henley Street to hear the news. Will's sister, Joan, opened the door, and then Will came running down the stairs.
"It's two of them!" he said. 'Twins! A girl and a boy. Isn't that wonderful?"
Will had some good friends. Hamnet and Judith Sadler, and he named the twins after them. John Shakespeare was very pleased to have his first grandson, and everyone was happy. For a while.
Will and I still went around together when we could. He was still reading, and writing, and soon I could see a change in him. He was twenty-three now, and he was not happy with his life,"Stratford's too small, Toby," he said. Too slow. Too quiet. Too monotonous. I've got to getaway."
"Yes, but how?" I asked. "You've got a family—three young children, remember."
He didn't answer.
In the summer months companies of players often came to small towns, and in 1587 five different companies came. Will and I always went to see the plays. Will loved to talk to the actors and to listen to all their stories of London.
The Queen's Men came to Stratford in June, and we went to see the play. Will said it was a stupid play, with not a word of poetry in it.
One evening a few months later. I walked into the Shakespeares' kitchen, and there was Anne, with a red, angry face, shouting at the top of her voice.
"How can you do this to me? And what about the children? " Then she saw me and stopped.
Will was sitting at the table, and looked pleased to see me. "I've told Anne," he said quietly, "that I'm going to live in London, I want to be an actor, and to write plays, if I can."
He turned to Anne. " Listen. I'll come home when I can, but I must go to London. I can't do anything in Stratford."
He looked at me across the room. "Are you coming with me, Toby?"
"How soon can we start?" I said.

back and enjoy it. Flying is incredibly safe (2) THIS days. In fact, it's one of the (3) SAFE ways to travel. Sometimes during a flight the plane can move up and down, (4)MAKE the plane shake a little. (5) NOT WORRY if this happens. If you (6) STAND up talking to friends when it happens. sit down again. Make sure (7) YOU seatbelt (8) DO up and wait for the movement to stop. You might also sometimes hear strange (9) NOISE on a plane but there're nothing to worry about either. In an hour or so you (10) REACH your destination. (преобразуйте выделенные слова в правильную грамматическую форму) заранее спасиба.

ry! He is such fun! I can’t understand people who prefer to live without pets… …Why don’t people want to have any pets? Do you approve of keeping exotic pets like spiders or snakes? What pets are popular in your country? …

Write him a letter and answer his 3 questions. Write 100–120 words. Remember the rules of letter writing

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Yakifos LJB'hu;] — creatures who lived on the island. Their heads and
chests were covered in hair, and legs and arms as well. They walked
sometimes on two, and sometimes on four legs, and could climb trees.
They had human faces. They were unfriendly, envious and greedy.
Houys
[huz| — also lived on the island. Houys means a horse. They looked like
horses. These creatures were kind and friendly, didn't tell lies, and
they liked to get along with their neighbours. They were the masters of
the Yahoos,

My master looked quite worried. "What is lying?" he asked.
In their
language there was no word which meant telling lies, and my master had
great difficulty in understanding me. 1 tried to explain,
"Oh," he
answered, still unsure. "But why does anyone tell a lie? There's no
reason for doing it. We use language in this country in order to
understand each other, and to give and receive information. If you don't
tell the truth, how can people understand each other?"
I began to see how different Houys' life was from what I was used to.
"But tell me," he continued, "about your country."
I was delighted to describe recent English history to him, especially some of our most successful wars.
"But why does one country attack another?" he asked.
"There
are many reasons," I replied. "A king or his lords may want more land.
Or there may be a difference of opinion between two countries: for
example, whether uniforms should be black, while, red, or grey.
Sometimes we Tight because the enemy's too strong, sometimes because he
isn't strong enough. Sometimes our neighbours want the things we have,
or have the things we want. We often attack our best friend, if we want
some of his land. There's always a war somewhere. For this reason, being
a soldier is one of the best jobs you can have."
"A soldier," repeated my master, Tm not quite sure what that is,"
"A soldier is a Yahoo who works for his king and country. His orders are to kill as many people as he can," I answered.
"Peciple who've never hurt him?" asked the master.
"That's
right," I said, pleased that he seemed to understand at last. "Soldiers
have killed thousands of people in recent history."
He shook his
head and looked sad. 'T think you must be — what was your word? Ah, yes —
lying to me. How could you and your countrymen kill so many other
Yahoos? And why would you want to?"
I smiled as I replied proudly,
"Sir, you don't know much about European war. With our guns and bullets
and gunpowder we can destroy a thousand ships, a hundred cities, and
twenty thousand men. You see,—"
"Be quiet!" he ordered. "I've heard
enough. I know Yahoos are badT but I didn't realize they could possibly
do such terrible things."
After these conversations I began to wonder
whether the Hoirys were right. Why do we humans so often fight wars and
tell lies? Peace and truth began to seem more important than making war
or making money.