At the hotel.-

-We want a room on the first floor-I said.


-Certainly, sir-the hotel manager answered.


-Have you a room with a private bathroom ? -I asked.


-Yes, sir-the hotel manager said-Here are the keys to number twenty-one.


 I took the keys  and my wife and I went upstairs.


We unlocked the door of number twenty -one and went into the room.


We shut the door and put our cases on the floor.


-Listen-mi wife said-There is a man in this room. He is singing.


-You are right-I said-He is in the bathroom!!


--I knocked at the door of the bathroom-The singing stopped.


-Who is it ?-a voice said.


-This is our room -I said-


-This is my room-The voice said angrily-Please go away. I am taking a bath.


-I'll call the manager-mi wife said.



Just then the door opened and the manager came in.



-I'm very sorry-he said-I made a mistake-Your room is next door- Here are the keys to twenty-two.

Early one Morning.-

On Sundays father takes us for a drive into the country.


We enjoy this very much.


Last Sunday we got up very early.


We sat in the car and waited for father.


At six-thirty mother and father were ready.


Father sat bahind the Wheel and started the engine.


The car din not move.


-That is funny-father said-It was all right yesterday
.

He tried again but the car did not move.


-There isn't any petrol in the tank-My brother Jimmy said.


-You are right, Jimmy-father said.


-I'll go and get some petrol from the garaje-Jimmy said.


-It's half past six-my mother said-the garaje is shut.


-What shall we do ? -I asked.


-We can go back to bed and get up at nine o'clock-father said.


Mother and Father went back to bed, but Jimmy and I stayed in the car.


-We are not going to sleep-we said.


Suddenly, father knocked at the window of the car.


-Wake up children-he said-It´nine o clock.

Next-door Neighbours.-

Mr Taylor is on a ship.

He is going to America.

He is talking to a stranger.



-Do you live in London ?

-Yes, I do.

-I live in Hampstead.

-Hampstead ! I live there too !!

London is a funny place !

I don't know my next-door neighbour.
.

-I live in Pond Street.

-That´s funny !!

I live in Pond Street , too.



-I live at number 24 Pond Street.

-I live at number 23 !!


You are my next-door neighbour !


-My name is Taylor.

-My name is Bennet.


-How do you do ?

You can't park here.-

Mr Mason is standing in front of  a car.

He is  looking at it.

It is beautiful car and it is very big.

Mr Mason likes big cars.

A policeman is standing behind Mr Mason.

He is looking at the car, too.

He is writing in a notebook.

Now he is giving a piece of paper to Mr Mason.

-Excuse, Sir.

-Yes ?

-This is for you.

-What is it ?

-IT is a ticket.

-A ticket?

-Can you see that notice?

-Yes.

-It says NO PARKING.

You can´t park your car here.


-This is not my car !!!!!!!!!!!!!!

A Modern Picture.-

Sally Jones is five years old.

She goes to school every day.

She paints pictures and brings them home.


Sally shows the pictures to her mother.

Her mother can't understand them.

-What´s is Sally ?

- It' s a house.

-And what´s are these ?

-These are rooms.

This room is the kitchen.

That is my bedroom.

-What are those Green lines ?

-They are not lines, Mum.

They are trees.

 This tree is in the sky.

-Is this an aeroplane ?

-It is not an aeroplane, Mum.

It is you.

You are in the sky, too.

In a Department Store.-

Mrs Jenkins is in a department store.


She is going to buy a coat.


She is standing near the counter.


She is waiting for the shop-assistant.


A fat lady is standing near the counter, too.


She is looking at  Mrs Jenkins.

Now she is talking to Mrs Jenkins.

- Excuse me.

-Yes ?

- Are you going to serve me ?

I want a coat.

-I'm sorry.

I can't serve you.



- Of course you can serve me.

That's your job.



-It's not my job.





I want a coat,  too.

I am a customer.


I am not a shop-assistant !!!!

What is the Baby doing ?

John is in the living room.

His wife, Mary, is in the kitchen.

She is calling him.


-Is the Baby with you, John?


He is not in the kitchen.


-He is not here, Mary.


He is upstairs.

- Please, Go and see John.

He is very quiet.

-All right, Mary.

Now John is upstairs.

-He is not in his room, Mary.

He is in the Bathoom.


-What is he doing ?

-He is cleaning his shoes with your toothbrush !!!!!