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One Friday Miss Nelson told her class that she was going to have her tonsils out.
“I’ll be away Далее week,” she said. “And I expect Ты to behave.”
“Yess, Miss Nelson,” сказал(-а) the kids in 207.

But at recess it was another story.
“Wow!” сказал(-а) the kids. “While Miss Nelson is away, we can really act up!”
“Not so fast!” сказал(-а) a big kid from 309. “Haven’t Ты heard of Viola Swamp?”
“Who?” сказал(-а) Miss Nelson’s kids.

“Miss Swamp is the meanest substitute teacher in the whole world,” сказал(-а) the big kid. “Nobody acts up when she’s around.”
“Oooh,” сказал(-а) Miss Nelson’s...

One day, Little Sal went with her mother to черника, блуберри холм, хилл to pick blueberries.
Little Sal brought along her small tin pail and her mother brought her large tin pail to put berries in. “We will take our berries Главная and can them,” сказал(-а) her mother.
“Then we will have Еда for the winter.”


Little Sal picked three berries and dropped them in her little tin pail ... kuplink, kuplank, kuplunk!

She picked three еще berries and ate them. Then she picked еще berries and dropped one in the pail—kuplunk! And the rest she ate. Then Little Sal ate all four blue­berries out of her pail!


Her mother...

Mr. and Mrs. Mallard were looking for a place to live. But every time Mr. Mallard saw what looked like a nice place, Mrs. Mallard сказал(-а) it was no good. There were sure to be foxes in the woods или turtles in the water, and she was not going to raise a family where there might be foxes или turtles. So they flew on and on.

When they got to Boston, they felt too tired to fly any further. There was a nice pond in the Public Garden, with a little island on it. “The very place to spend the night,” quacked Mr. Mallard. So down they flapped.

Next morning they fished for their breakfast in the mud at...

Mrs. Bobbin, the dressmaker, was tired and had a bad headache, but she still managed to sew the last stitches in the платье, бальное платье she was making.
“It’s the most beautiful dress in the whole world!” сказал(-а) her daughter, Irene. “The duchess will Любовь it.”
“It is nice,” her mother admitted. “But, dumpling, it’s for tonight’s ball, and I don’t have the strength to bring it. I feel sick.”


“Poor Mama,” сказал(-а) Irene. “I can get it there!”
“No, cupcake, I can’t let you,’ сказал(-а) Mrs. Bobbin. “Such a huge package, and it’s such a long way to the palace. Besides, it’s starting...