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   Snip is a little dog. Snip lives in a little dog-house. One day Snip says,”I want to run, I want to play”. And he runs out of his house. He runs in the street and sees two little kittens. “Bow-wow”, he says. The little kittens run from him. “Bow-wow”, he says. “This is good. I am big and the little kittens run from me”.
   Snip runs and runs. He meets five little chicks. “Bow-wow”, he says. The little chicks run from him. “Bow-wow”, he says. “This is good. I am big and the little chicks run from me”.
   And Snip runs and runs. He meets Mother Hen.”Bow-wow”, he says. But Mother Hen does not run from him. She runs after Snip. “Bow-wow”, says Snip. ”This is not good. I am not very big. Mother Hen doesn’t run from me”. And he runs back to his dog-house.
Vocabulary
to say – говорити, сказати
to run out – вибігати
from him – від нього
after them – за ним
to meet – зустрічати
Mother Hen – квочка
to run back – бігти назад

   Little Ann likes apples. She likes to look at them, she likes to play with them, she likes to eat them. Her mother gives her apples every day. But today the little girl’s mother has no apples. She cannot give Ann an apple. But Ann wants to have an apple. She comes up to her mother and says: “Mummy, I want an apple. Give me an apple, please”. “It is evening now, my girl. All apples sleep in the evening. You must go and sleep, too”, answers her mother. “Oh, no Mummy. Only little apples sleep. Big apples do not sleep. Give me a big apple, please, Mummy!”
Постав «+» біля речення, що відповідає змістові тексту, і «-» біля того, що не відповідає.
1. Катря – маленька дівчинка.
2. Катря – велика дівчинка.
3. Катря дуже любить вишні.
4. Катря любить дивитися на яблука, але не любить їх їсти.
5. Матуся дає Катрі яблука вечері.
6. Матуся дає доньці яблука кожного дня.
7. Сьогодні матуся вирішила не давати дівчинці яблука.
8. Сьогодні ввечері дівчинка не хоче їсти яблуко.
9. Матуся не може дати Катрі яблука, тому що їх не залишилось.
10. Матуся сказала, що маленькі яблука, як діти, лягають рано спати.
11. Катруся сказала, що яблука ніколи не сплять.
12. Катруся попросила матусю дати їй велике яблуко.

   A mother and her little boy lived in a little house. They were very poor. All they had was a horse. One day the mother said, “We have no money, you must go and sell the horse.”
   The boy took the horse and went to the town. He met a farmer with a big green basket in his hands. “Sell me your horse”, said the farmer. “I can give you this basket”. “What good is this basket for me?” – said the boy. “What can I put into it?” “Take me, take me”, said the basket, “I am a wonderful basket.”
   The boy took the basket and went home. When he came home, he put the basket on the table and showed it to his mother. The mother looked at the basket and said, “What good is this basket for us, what can we put in it?”
   But the basket jumped from the table and ran out of the house. When it came back to the poor boy’s house, it was full of good things. Now the mother and her boy had dinner. Every morning the wonderful basket jumped from the table and ran out of the house. And every day it came back full of good things. Now the mother and her boy had their breakfast, dinner and supper every day.
Vocabulary
wonderful – прекрасний
a basket – кошик
poor – бідний
money – гроші
to sell – продавати
took – взяв
met – зустрів
what good – яка користь
to put – класти
back – назад

   A little fir-tree stood near an old oak. It was a fine little tree, but it was sad. One day it said, “The oak-tree has leaves. I have only needles. The birds do not make nests in a fir-tree. I want to have leaves, not needles”.
   The next day it had green leaves and was happy. But a goat came to the tree and ate up all the green leaves.
   The fir-tree was sad again and said, “I want to have gold leaves”. The next day it had gold leaves and was happy. But a man came and took all the gold leaves.
   The fir-tree was sad again and said, “I want glass leaves”. The next day it had glass leaves and was happy again. But the wind blew and broke all the glass leaves.
   The little fir-tree was very sad and said, “I do not like gold leaves. Men take them. I do not like green leaves. Goats eat them. I do not like glass leaves. The wind breaks them. I want to have my needles again. Goats do not eat them, men do not take them, the wind cannot break them”.
   The next morning it had all its needles again.

   When he was a strong young cat he caught many mice. The mice were afraid of him then. But in time he grew old and could not catch mice any more.

   One day he decided to play a trick on the mice. He lay on his back and did not move at all. A mouse saw him and thought he was dead. She ran to her friends and said, “The cat is dead! Let us dance and play.”