People went really absolutely crazy over it!

exams? In what form wold you prefer to take your exams?

Model.
I got a job last month.(your friend).
Did your friend, also get a job?
Yes, he did (No, he didin't).

1. I received a letter yesterday. (a week ago)
2. The customer bought a ring. (a tie)
3. I got engaged last year. (your friend)
4. The manager showed him a ring. (the assistant)
5. He knew the size of her dress. (finger)
6. He met her on Saturday. (on Sunday)

Years ago people lived by the changing phases of moon. They kept calendars and holidays by the moon. . They planted seed in the spring's new moon and harvested in the autumn's full moon. And fisherman all over the world told the morrow's (завтрашний) weather by the moon. For many people the moon long remained a mysterious heavenly body that could bring good fortune or ill. It could bring good luck if it was a new moon and you had silver coins in your pocket to jingle (звон). A new moon was also the time to make a wish, take a trip, go a-courting, or cut your hair. But the moon could bring bad luck, too. If you saw a woman combing her hair in the light of the full moon, or you planted seed during the full moon, you would have bad luck. Almost everyone believed if you slept with moonlight on your face, you'd go crazy. Indeed any people believe this that we get the word lunatic from the word for moon, luna. Today, of course, we know that none to these things is true. You can asleep in the moonlight and wake up as normal as you were yesterday. You might harvest your crops in the full moon with poor results or harvest in a sickle moon and do well. You might start your vacation on during the new moon and have a flat tire right away. Nevertheless, there it is... the moon, hanging up there in the sky, seeming to change its shape before our very eyes. No wonder people continue to be fascinated by it. Since the beginning of time, they have tried to explain how it got there and why it behaves the way it does. The first people to try to explain the creation and behaviour of the moon were tribal poets and storytellers. There are hundreds of folktales about the moon.

Our wonderful hotel stands, or rather stood, right on the beach. For some reason, on that particular day we were given a table right next to the exit, the furthest away from the sea. We had hardly started our meal when there was some noise, with people getting up from their seats. Everyone was pointing at something. And there really was something to see! The water had disappeared, falling back from the shore by about 150-200 metres, revealing coral and beaching small boats. Many rushed off to examine this phenomenon and to take photos. The fact that we had left our camera in our room no doubt saved our lives. Three minutes later the water reappeared. A characteristic of a tsunami is that the wave isn’t very deep, less than a metre, but it travels at the speed of an aeroplane and is about 100 kilometres in length. It only gains in height when it comes into the shallows. All that stuff in Hollywood disaster movies when people can be seen running and screaming from the water (or the fire, or the hurricane), turned out to be true. The water came rushing up faster than anyone could run, though. We managed to make it up onto the top floor of the hotel, the third, from where we looked down. The hotel was already an island, the water half way up the first floor. As if playing with toys, the water was churning furniture, scooters, cars, people… A short while later, the water began to roll back into the ocean. It hadn’t reached the second floor, where our room was. We got our passports and money from the safe, quickly packed a rucksack with bare essentials and, grabbing the camera, returned to the third floor. Some people went down to the ground floor, looking for their things, up to the waists in the water, trying to get into their rooms. We started photographing the destruction from above the ocean. We froze when we saw the second wave. Those who had gone downstairs hardly had a chance. Describing the horror we felt is impossible. The second wave was several times stronger than the first, and it became clear that the hotel, along with us, was doomed. The water washed away the balconies and windows, flooding through the building. The height of the water at that point was about ten metres. We rushed up the stairs as high as we could go. During the second wave, it occurred to us that more waves would follow. We were tense, concentrated. The clarity of our thoughts shocked us. We worked out a strategy for what we would do if we ended up in water. We agreed where we'd meet if we got separated.When the second wave fell back, people started jumping into the water and swimming in the direction of the shore. We considered this option but decided to hang on as long as the building was still standing. It wasn’t far to the ‘new’ shoreline, but it was chaos in the water: cars, furniture, buses, carpets, trees – the chance of getting a whack on the head was too high. And there could be more waves coming. When the third wave came, it became clear that our decision had saved our lives. Although smaller than the second, the third was also strong. Then we sat at the top of the hotel, waiting for the fourth. The only way to get away was by swimming, but no one was taking that risk. No fourth wave came. A dry patch had appeared on one side of the building and we could flee across it. Running was hard, as we were loaded down, and we were making our way in a thick layer of slippery mud. The locals led us to a hill further back from the water. They were doing everything they could to help the tourists – carrying stuff, giving them their shoes, showing the way, carrying those who couldn’t walk. I don’t want to see anything like that again in my life. And I hope with all my heart that you don’t either!

They were not railway children to begin with. I don't suppose they had ever thought about railways except as a means of getting to Maskelyne and Cook's, the Pantomime, Zoological Gardens, and Madame Tussaud's. They were just ordinary suburban children, and they lived with their Father and Mother in an ordinary red-brick-fronted villa, with coloured glass in the front door, a tiled passage that was called a hall, a bath-room with hot and cold water, electric bells, French windows, and a good deal of white paint, and 'every modern convenience', as the house-agents say. There were three of them. Roberta was the eldest. Of course, Mothers never have favourites, but if their Mother had had a favourite, it might have been Roberta. Next came Peter, who wished to be an Engineer when he grew up; and the youngest was Phyllis, who meant extremely well. Mother did not spend all her time in paying dull calls to dull ladies, and sitting dully at home waiting for dull ladies to pay calls to her. She was almost always there, ready to play with the children, and read to them, and help them to do their home-lessons. Besides this she used to write stories for them while they were at school, and read them aloud after tea, and she always made up funny pieces of poetry for their birthdays and for other great occasions, such as the christening of the new kittens, or the refurnishing of the doll's house, or the time when they were getting over the mumps. These three lucky children always had everything they needed: pretty clothes, good fires, a lovely nursery with heaps of toys, and a Mother Goose wall-paper. They had a kind and merry nursemaid, and a dog who was called James, and who was their very own. They also had a Father who was just perfect--never cross, never unjust, and always ready for a game--at least, if at any time he was not ready, he always had an excellent reason for it, and explained the reason to the children so interestingly and funnily that they felt sure he couldn't help himself. You will think that they ought to have been very happy. And so they were, but they did not know how happy till the pretty life in the Red Villa was over and done with, and they had to live a very different life indeed. The dreadful change came quite suddenly. Peter had a birthday--his tenth. Among his other presents was a model engine more perfect than you could ever have dreamed of. The other presents were full of charm, but the Engine was fuller of charm than any of the others were. Its charm lasted in its full perfection for exactly three days. Then, owing either to Peter's inexperience or Phyllis's good intentions, which had been rather pressing, or to some other cause, the Engine suddenly went off with a bang. James was so frightened that he went out and did not come back all day. All the Noah's Ark people who were in the tender were broken to bits, but nothing else was hurt except the poor little engine and the feelings of Peter. The others said he cried over it--but of course boys of ten do not cry, however terrible the tragedies may be which darken their lot. He said that his eyes were red because he had a cold. This turned out to be true, though Peter did not know it was when he said it, the next day he had to go to bed and stay there.

many years ago people went on foot, on horseback, by boats and ships. they had to travel for several days, weeks and months to get to the place.
now people can use different means of transport trains,cars, ships, buses and so on.
in large cities people usually use the underground railway, london underground is the oldest in the world. the underground in Moscow is very beautiful. you are travelling from one station to another and you are learning the history of our country.
In Ufa we can go by taxi or by bus.
sometimes, if people have some time, they walk because it is useful. i think in future people will travel by air.
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Люди используют различные средства транспорта.
много лет назад люди ходили пешком, на лошадях, на лодках и кораблях. они должны были путешествовать в течение нескольких дней, недель и месяцев, чтобы добраться до места.
теперь люди могут использовать разные средства передвижения поезда,автомобили, корабли, автобусы и так далее.
в крупных городах люди обычно пользуются метро, лондонское метро-старейшая в мире. метро в Москве-это очень красиво. вы путешествуете от одной станции к другой, а вы изучаете историю нашей страны.
В Уфе мы можем поехать на такси или на автобусе.
иногда, если у людей есть некоторое время, они ходят потому, что это полезно. я думаю, что в будущем люди будут передвигаться по воздуху.
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1,выпишите из текста 3 предложения с лексическими указателями настоящего простого времени,укажите эти лексические указатели.
2. выпишите из текста 1 предложение в настоящем продолженном времени подчеркните вспомогательный и основной глаголы.
3. выпишите из текста 1 предложение с лексическими указателями прошедшего простого времени, укажите лексический указатель, определите правильный и неправильный глагол, дайте его неопределенную форму.
4. выпишите из текста 1 предложение в будущем простом времени, подчеркните вспомогательный и основной глаголы.
5. выпишите из текста 3 предложение с модальными глаголами, укажите их.