1.

A Balloon on the Tall

Today is New Year’s Day. In the moming, Kerry, a little mouse and her mother are
going to grandmother’s. She is very happy because she is wearing nice clothes.
“Good moming, Kerry,” a little rabbit sees them, “you look pretty today.” ‘Thank
you.” “But, look at your beautiíul tail.” says the rabbit, ‘’It is touching the ground.”
“Oh, my god.” says Kerry and she carries her long tail with hands. Then there
comes a dog with a big balloon.    you cany your tail, Kerry?” asks the dog.
“Because
it touches the ground. It will be dirty.” “Oh, don’t worry. I can help you.” Then the
dog ties a big balloon on Keny’s taỉl. “That’s OK.” says the dog, “Your tail won’t
touch the ground again.”
2. Who’s Broken a Window?

Billy and Bobby were small boys. They were brothers, and they often fight with
each other. Last Saturday theừ mother said to them, ‘Tm going to cook our
luttch now. Go out and play in the garden… and be good.”
“Yes, Mummy,” the two boys answered and they went out. They played for half an
hour, and then Billy ran into the kitchen. “Mummy,” he said, “Bobby’s broken a
window in Mrs Allen’s house.” Mrs Allen was one of their neighbors.
“He’s a bad boy,” his mother said, “How did he break it?”
“I threw a stone at him,” Billy answered, “and he quickly moved
down.!
3. A Nice Young Man

An old lady opens her window and Iooks out of it. The sun shines brỉghtly. There
is a young man in the garden in front of her house. The old lady looks at him and
says, “He is cutting grass for me!”
She goes out into the garden and says to the young man, “Why are you cutting
grass for me, young man?”
The young man says, “Today’s my holiday. YouTe old and live alone. I want to do
something for you.”
“It’s so kind of you, my boy,” says the old lady. “Come into my house and have a
cup of tea.”
“OK ” answers the young man, “but I must ftnish the work first.” When the old
lady goes out into the garden an hour later, the young man is not there. The garden
looks clean and tidy.
“What a nice young man!” says the old lady.
4.  Is It Time for Supper?
Last week I went out to have lunch with my friend, George. George is very fat. He
likes good food and eats a lot of it. We sat at a big table in the restaurant. After a
big meal we had some cakes and drank a few cups of coffee. “We must go now,
George.” I said. “We have been here for more than three hours. It’s four thirty.”
“What do you meanT asked George in surprise, “We can’t leave now. It’s nearly
time for supper.”
5. Honest

One afternoon, I went to a shop to buy some ink. There was only one young shop
assìstant in it. He was reading a book. “I want to buy a bottle of ink,” I said. There
was no answer. He was still going on reading his book. Theh I asked again.
He stood up and gave me a bottle of ink. When I was out of the shop, I found the
change he gave me was too much. So I went back to the shop. The man pulled a
long face when he saw me again.
“Now, what do you want to buy?” he said angrily. “Nothing,” I said, “you gave me
too much change just now. I want to give you back the money.” “Ah, ah, thank
you,” the man said wtíh a redface.
6. Boys or Girls

A lot of boys and girls in western countries are wearing the same kind of clothes,
and many of them have long haữ, so it is often difficult to tell whether they are
boys or girls.
One day an old man went for a walk in a park. When he was tired, he sat on a chaừ
near the river. A child was standing on the other side of the river. “Oh!” The old
man said to the person next to him on the chair, “Do you see that child with long
hair? Is it a boy or a girl?”
“A girl,” said the person, “she is my daughter.”
“Oh, I am sorry. I didn’t know that you were her mother.”
“I am not her mother,” said the person, “I am her íather.”
7. Late for Work

I got home at six in the evening, “Are you tired, Ted?” my wife asked. “No,” I
answered, “but I’m hungry.” “Dinner will be ready in haự an hour.” she said. “Did
you catch your train this moming?” she asked again. “No, I didn’t. I ran all the way
to the station and got there at four minutes past nine.” “Which train did you
catch?” she asked. ‘The nine fifteen.” “What time did you get to the office?” “At
ten o’clock.” “At ten o’clock?” my wife shouted, “Wasn’t the boss angry?” “No,
he wasn’t at the office.” I said, “He got there at ten thirty. He dìdn’t catch the
train, eỉther.”