W: He’s my son, Jim. He’s got a cough. M: How long has he been like this? W: Ever since last night.
M: Has he had anything today?
W: Yes, he had a little milk and an egg in the morning. M: Well, Mrs. Brown, I think he’s caught a cold. W: Is there anything serious?
M: Nothing serious, but he’d better stay at home and have a good rest. W: Thank you very much. M: You’re welcome. Text 12
M: Jane, I hear you’re leaving school now. What do you want to be? Have you made up your mind
yet?
W: No, not yet. But I want to become a singer. M: Any special reasons?
W: Yes, it’s because I’m good at singing. All my classmates say so. Besides, singing is quite
interesting and you will meet a lot of people.
M: And you will have to please them, too. What do your parents think about it? W: They don’t quite agree with me. That’s the only trouble. M: Have they got any other plans for you, then?
W; Yes, they try to send me to an art college because they want me to be an actress. M: Then what will you do?
W: Er, I haven’t decided yet. But I usually get my own way in the end. Text 13
M: Hello Mary. Is this your first time in Beijing? W: No, I’ve come to Beijing twice before. M: Have you been to the Summer Palace? W: Why? Yes, I know it’s a beautiful place. M: You are right.
W: I also know something about Kunming Lake. But I haven’t been there yet. M: Shall we go there together? W: Good idea. What time?
M: Will you be free this Friday?
W: Sorry, I’ll have to visit the Great Wall on that day.
M: That’s all right. Let’s make it another time. Will Sunday be OK with you? W: Yes, I’m free then.
M: Great. I’ll pick you up at your hotel at 8:30 on Sunday morning. W: OK, do we take the subway or a bus there? M: No, they are too crowded. I’ll just drive my car. W: Sounds good.
M: See you and have a nice trip to the Great Wall. W: Thanks, Bye. Text 14
Jack lived in a small town in England. He always stayed in England for his holidays, but last year he thought, “I’ve never been to other countries. All my friends go to Spain, and they like it very much, so this year I’m going there, too.”So he got on a plane and arrived at the airport of the capital, Madrid, and he stayed in a hotel for a few days. On the first morning he went out for a walk. In England, people drove on the left, but in Spain they drove on the right, Jack forgot about this, and while he was walking on a busy street, a bicycle knocked him down. Jack lay on the ground for a few minutes and then he sat up and said,“Where am I?”Just then, an old man selling maps passed him. When he heard Jack’s words, he said to him at once, “Here’s a map of the city, sir.”
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