Упр.5 Юнит 1 Рабочая тетрадь ГДЗ Rainbow English 7 класс
Приведем выдержку из задания из учебника Баранова, Афанасьева, Михеева 7 класс, Дрофа: 5. Read the paragraphs of the text (a—f) and put them in their logical order. Going to School a) We parted at the school gates, I joined my schoolmates and my father went off. Ours was just a small village school, with no rooms upstairs at all. There were about sixty boys and girls in our school, and their ages went from five to eleven. We had four classrooms and four teachers. b) The next day was Thursday, and before we set out for the walk to my school that morning, I went around behind the house and picked two apples from our tree, one for my father and one for me. c) A teacher, called Captain Lancaster, taught the nine- and ten-year-olds and my year too. He was an awful man. (During the war against Hitler he was a captain in the army.) He told us to call him Captain Lancaster instead of just mister. My father said it was an idiotic thing to do. Millions of people wanted to forget those military titles. Captain Lancaster was a violent man, and we were afraid of him. d) Miss Birdseye taught the five-year-olds and six-year-olds, and she was a really nice person. Mr Corrado took the seven-year-olds. He was also a decent person. He was a very old teacher, probably sixty or more, but that didn’t stop him being in love with Miss Birdseye. We knew he was in love with her because he always gave her the bits of meat at lunch when it was his turn to do the serving. And when she smiled at him, he would smile back in the most romantic way you can imagine. e) At eight o’clock we started walking down the road to my school in the pale autumn sunshine, eating our apples. I really loved those morning walks to school with my father. We talked practically the whole time. Mostly it was he who talked and I who listened, and just about everything he said was interesting. He was a true countryman and knew a lot about all the trees and the wild-flowers and the different grasses that grew in the fields. f) It is a most wonderful thing to be able to go out and get your own apples whenever you feel like it. You can do this only in the autumn, of course, when the fruit is ripe but all the same how many families are so lucky? Not one in a thousand, I guess. *Цитирирование части задания со ссылкой на учебник производится исключительно в учебных целях для лучшего понимания разбора решения задания.
Правильный порядок абзацев: b, f, e, a, d, c.
Готовый текст:
b) The next day was Thursday, and before we set out for the walk to my school that morning, I went around behind the house and picked two apples from our tree, one for my father and one for me.
f) It is a most wonderful thing to be able to go out and get your own apples whenever you feel like it. You can do this only in the autumn, of course, when the fruit is ripe but all the same how many families are so lucky? Not one in a thousand, I guess.
e) At eight o’clock we started walking down the road to my school in the pale autumn sunshine, eating our apples. I really loved those morning walks to school with my father. We talked practically the whole time. Mostly it was he who talked and I who listened, and just about everything he said was interesting. He was a true countryman and knew a lot about all the trees and the wild-flowers and the different grasses that grew in the fields.
a) We parted at the school gates, I joined my schoolmates and my father went off. Ours was just a small village school, with no rooms upstairs at all. There were about sixty boys and girls in our school, and their ages went from five to eleven. We had four classrooms and four teachers.
d) Miss Birdseye taught the five-year-olds and six-year-olds, and she was a really nice person. Mr Corrado took the seven-year-olds. He was also a decent person. He was a very old teacher, probably sixty or more, but that didn’t stop him being in love with Miss Birdseye. We knew he was in love with her because he always gave her the bits of meat at lunch when it was his turn to do the serving. And when she smiled at him, he would smile back in the most romantic way you can imagine.
c) A teacher, called Captain Lancaster, taught the nine- and ten-year-olds and my year too. He was an awful man. (During the war against Hitler he was a captain in the army.) He told us to call him Captain Lancaster instead of just mister. My father said it was an idiotic thing to do. Millions of people wanted to forget those military titles. Captain Lancaster was a violent man, and we were afraid of him.
