Reading Story for Grade 1 the Red Hat
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'TEA LEAVES'
There was a time when drinking tea was almost unknown in European countries; many people had never fifty-fifty heard of tea. This anecdote is near an old woman and her son, who lived before tea-drinking became popular in England.
He was a body of water captain, and every time he returned from a far-abroad country, he brought his female parent a gift. He tried to bring something unusual, that she could show to her friends.
Once the young man came back from India with a box of tea for his mother. She didn't know annihilation about tea, but she was proud of her son, and she invited all her friends to come up and try what he had brought her. When her son came into the room, he saw cakes and fruit and jam on the table, and a big plate full of chocolate-brown tea-leaves. His mother and her friends were sitting round the table, eating the leaves with butter and salt. Though they all smiled, it was clear that they didn't relish eating the leaves.
«Where is the tea, Mother?» the helm asked.
His mother showed him the plate in the middle of the table.
«Nosotros are having tea for luncheon», she said.
«No, no, those are simply the tea-leaves», said the captain. «Where is the water?»
«The water!» his mother said. «I threw the water away, of course!»
'ECONOMY WASTED TRIP'
An Englishman who was in France wanted to go dorsum to England past body of water. But he had very little money. He had then picayune money that he could pay merely for the ticket. As he knew that the trip would last only ii days, he decided not to eat during these days.
As he took a ticket and got on the transport the next morning he tried not to hear the bell for breakfast. When dinner time came, he was very hungry; simply he didn't go to the dining-room. In the evening he was however more hungry, but when the waiter came to invite him to have supper, the Englishman said that he was ill.
The next 24-hour interval the Englishman was half-dead and couldn't stand the hunger any longer.
«I shall go and eat even if they boot me out into the ocean», said he to himself.
And then he went to the ship dining-room and had his dinner.
In the evening he had supper but was very much afraid of his future because he didn't pay for the meals.
At last he addressed the waiter and said: «Bring me the bill, please».
«What bill?» asked the waiter.
«For the supper and dinner I had in your dining-room».
«Don't trouble, Sir. Y'all paid for your meals when you bought the ticket».
'A GOOD LESSON'
Ane twenty-four hour period a well-known singer was invited to the business firm of a rich lady to sing to her guests at a dinner-party. But instead of inviting the singer to dine with her guests, the lady ordered dinner for him in the servants' room. The singer said nothing. He dined well and later dinner said to the servants: «Now, my good friends, I am going to sing to you lot».
The servants were very much surprised but said they were awfully glad to accept a chance to hear the great vocalizer. He sang a good many beautiful songs and the servants enjoyed listening to him.
Later the lady sent 1 of her servants to bring the singer up to the drawing-room, where all her guests were waiting for him.
«But I cannot sing twice in one evening, Madam», said the singer to the lady when she met him at the door leading into the drawing-room.
«What practise you lot mean?» asked the lady.
«I mean I have already sung for about an hour to your servants, Madam», answered the vocalizer, «it was a pity yous were non there, for I always sing to the people with whom I dine». And with these words he left the house.
'A HOT SUMMER Week-END'
It was a week-end in summertime and all the down trains were overcrowded. An old man was walking along the platform, looking for a vacant seat. Suddenly he saw one in a non-smoker. The old human got in. A minor handbag was lying on the seat and a well-dressed gentleman was sitting abreast information technology.
«Is this seat vacant?» asked the quondam man. «No, it is occupied by a human being who has gone to buy a newspaper. He will before long come».
«Well», said the old man, «I'll sit down hither until your man comes dorsum». 10 minutes passed.
«There is merely one minute left before the train starts. Your man will miss the train if he doesn't hurry», said the former human being.
The train started.
«Your man has missed the train», said the onetime man, «but let him not lose his purse».
With these words he took the handbag and was about to throw it out of the window.
The well-dressed admirer jumped up and cried out: «Don't! It's my pocketbook».
'A FUNNY STORY'
A nervous man, who lived in one of suburbs of a big town in England, was walking home from the railway station. The road was night and lonely. Of a sudden he heard footsteps approaching him from behind and idea he was existence followed. He walked quickly. The footsteps continued to follow. The homo started running. The footsteps all the same followed him. The man jumped over a wall and, running into an onetime cemetery, threw himself on the grass near one of the graves.
«If he comes here», he thought, «there volition be no doubt he wants to rob me».
The man behind was following. He also got over the wall and came up to the grave. The nervous man stood up and asked:
«What do you want? Why are you following me?»
«I say», answered the other man, «do you e'er go home like this?
Or are y'all having some special sort of jumping, exercises tonight?
I am going to Mr. Robertson's and the homo I at the railway station told me to follow you, as you lived next door. Excuse my asking you, simply volition you accept some more gymnastics or will you go straight home?»
«A Sad STORY»
Three men were spending their holiday in New York. They were living in a hotel which had forty-five floors and their room was on the last flooring.
Returning to the hotel late i night, they were told by the elevator homo: «I am very lamentable, but the lifts in our hotel aren't running. They finish working at twelve o'clock. You must walk upwards to your room».
«We are still young», one of the men said. «I suppose we, can climb upwardly to the forty-fifth floor». So the men took off their coats and put them in the coat-room. As they were walking past the tenth floor one of the men said: «I am becoming a little tired. I have an idea how to brand the climb easier. I shall tell happy or funny stories the next five floors: so Bill volition sing songs the next fifteen floors, and Tom volition tell sorry stories the last fifteen floors».
They continued climbing, and before long all of them were feeling very tired. But they did not want to show to each other that they were tired, so the first man told happy stories, and jokes and the second sang happy songs. When they arrived at the thirtieth floor, the first man said: «Now, Tom, you lot can begin telling sad stories».
«Yes», Tom said, «I must tell you a very pitiful story. The key to our room is lying in my glaze pocket, in the glaze-room!»
'A FISH Os'
I day, some Americans were having dinner at a hotel in London. When the fish was put on the table, a young man said: «Let's examine the fish carefully. Perhaps we'll find a diamond in information technology». Everybody began to express mirth, but an old human being said quietly: «Yes, I'm certain we have all heard such stories. Let me tell you what happened to me once».
«When I was a fellow», he began, «I worked for a large company in New York: and I was sent to England to exercise some work there. I was in beloved with a beautiful girl, and before I left for England, we decided that we would be married when I returned home.»
I stayed in England for two months. I sent letters or postcards to the girl almost every day, but afterwards the first two weeks I didn't receive whatsoever answers. But I didn't think annihilation was the matter, and before I left for domicile, I bought a beautiful diamond ring for her.
On the ship one morning, a telegram was brought to me. It was from a friend in New York, who told me that the girl had changed her mind and was going to be married to another man. I was so aroused that I threw the diamond ring into the sea. My friend came to the port to run into me, and he invited me to dinner. When we were sitting down at the tabular array and I was eating fish, I suddenly felt something hard in my mouth. What do you recall it was?
«The diamond!» all the Americans cried.
«No», the old man answered. «It was a fish bone».
'THE KING AND THE CRITIC'
There was a rex who thought that he could pigment very well. His pictures were bad, but the people to whom he showed them were agape of the king. They all said that they liked his pictures very much.
1 day the rex showed his pictures to a corking painter who lived in his country and asked:
«I want to know what you call up of my pictures. Do you like them? Am I a good painter or non?»
The painter looked at the king'southward pictures and said:
«My king, I think that your pictures are bad, and that yous will never exist a good painter.»
The king got very angry and sent the painter to prison.
Later on ii years the male monarch wanted to see the painter again.
«I was aroused with you», he said, «because you lot did not like my pictures. Now forget all about information technology. Y'all are a costless man again and I am your friend.»
For many hours the king talked with the painter, and even asked him to dine. After dinner the king showed his pictures to the painter and asked: «Well, how do yous like them at present?»
The painter did not answer annihilation. He turned to the soldier who was standing near him and said:
«Accept me back to prison house.»
"ABOUT CONAN DOYLE"
At that place is probably no one amidst book-lovers who has not heard of Sherlock Holmes, the proficient and clever detective in the stories past Arthur Conan Doyle.
Sherlock Holmes's method of analysing the about hard issues was to notice the smallest facts, even if they seemed unimportant. His method never failed; the criminal always had to requite upward, and to become the prisoner of the great detective.
Conan Doyle once arrived in Paris, subsequently spending a month in the south of France. In that location was a long row of cabs outside the gate of the railway station. Conan Doyle got into the first cab and ordered the driver to take him to a good hotel. The commuter was silent all the mode to the hotel, simply when Conan Doyle paid him, he said, «Cheers, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle».
«How exercise y'all know who I am?» Conan Doyle asked in the greatest surprise.
«I take never seen you earlier», the man answered, «so I tin't pretend that I recognized you. Merely I read in the newspapers that you lot were expected in Paris afterward your holiday in the southward of France. The train yous arrived on came from the s of France.
I could tell from your wearing apparel, especially your chapeau, and also from the strange way you pronounce French words that you were English. These facts helped me to estimate that you lot were probably Sir Arthur Conan Doyle».
«Fine piece of work! Wonderful!» Conan Doyle cried. «You analysed the facts quite correctly. Information technology's a pity yous aren't a detective!»
«Of course», the commuter added, «your proper name is on both your travelling bags. I tin can't pretend that that fact didn't aid».
'THE GREATEST POET OF SCOTLAND'
Robert Burns (1759—1796) is Scotland's national poet and Jan 25 — the day of his nascency — is always celebrated in his country and all over the world, with great excitment. The celebrations are going on in every large urban center and in a small village pub, in every remote cottage with workers and farmers dressed in kilts or in ordinary working clothes.
The honey for Burns is indeed a unique phenomenon. Most nations consider political or military men as their national heroes. But Scotland, though she honours the retentivity of her two great national liberators, William Wallace and Robert Bruce, has adopted a poet as her true hero. Why is it so? I think because Burns' poetry was very much consonant to people's aspirations. It was closely continued with the national struggle of the Scottish people for their liberation from English oppression. Burns considered his literary piece of work as his patriotic duty.
Burns wrote many poems in English, but his best verses are written in the dialect of his own country, Ay-shire. His best poems are The Jolly Beggars, Halloween, The Cotter'south Saturday Night, Holy Willie's Prayer, To a Mouse, The Two Dogs and others.
Burns travelled a lot about Scotland collecting popular folk songs. Many of his ain lyrical poems were put to music. All in all he contributed 2000 songs to the Scots Musical Museum. So Robert Burns is considered to exist the creator of the Scottish song. His songs are memorable for boggling truthfulness passion and lovely melody. They reflect the people'south soul and national grapheme. The Poet's song Oh, My Love is Like a Blood-red Ruby Rose is i of the most loved lyrical songs. Many of songs he devoted to his married woman, the adult female who had been the corking love of all his life and the in spirator of his numerous verses.
Burns' songs are the soul of music and it is non surprising that Beethoven, Schuman, Mendelssohn and others compose music to the poet'south verses. Russian composers accept as well ready many of Burns' verses to music. The best known cycle to Burns' songs have been successfully written past Dmitri Shostakovich, Nikolai Myaskovsky, Juri Levitin, Mark Milman, Victor Oransky and a number of other composers. All songs are based on Marshak'southward translations which are considered to be the all-time translations of Burns' verse into Russian
OBSERVING NATURE
If people carefully observe nature it can tell them many interesting and useful things.
Do yous know that cheers to observing nature you tin forecast weather? «How?» y'all may ask.
Past watching birds and animals, insects and flowers. It is known that some insects become more troublesome before a change in the weather. Flies and mosquitoes, for example, begin to hum and bite before the rain. Big blue-black beetles wing only on evenings earlier nice weather.
You should know that the smell of flowers in the gardens and in the parks is very strong before it rains. Flowers have much sugariness nectar before rain and the nectar is skillful food for insects. So if you meet insects flying over flowers in big numbers you lot should know that it may pelting presently.
Birds and animals also help to forecast weather. Birds fly lower than usual before it rains. If yous happen to see a bird hiding its caput under its fly, it means that presently it will become colder.
Fifty-fifty your cat can tell you what the weather will be like. The cat washing backside the ears is telling yous about the coming rain. Look at the sky and information technology will tell you about the weather condition. A carmine evening sky tells of proficient weather the adjacent day, to say nil about a little yellowish or dark-green sky. A grey sunrise gives promise of a good day too. If you want to forecast weather, you must know something nearly winds besides.
The Southward wind brings wet weather condition,
The North wind is wet and cold together,
The W wind always brings u.s.a. rain,
The East wind blows it back again.
Study nature, observe it and you'll empathise that it needs your love and protection.
'THE Blind Homo AND THE GREAT ARTIST'
Every day in 1 of the streets of Vienna you could see a blind man playing the violin. His domestic dog sat nearly him with a cap in his mouth. People, who were passing them, dropped coins into the cap.
Ane day, when the weather was very cold, the human being was playing for a long time, merely nobody wanted to give him anything. The poor man thought that he would have to get to bed without supper. He was and so tired and so weak that he stopped playing.
At that moment a immature man came uр to him and asked him why he stopped playing. The blind homo said he had played for two hours but nobodyr had given him anything. «Give me your violin. I shall help you», said the homo. And with these words he began to play. He played and then well that people began to gather and soon there was a large crowd. Everybody was eager to listen to the fine music and to thank the fellow for the pleasure.
Presently the cap was full of money.
«I don't know how to cheers», said the blind human being. «Who are you?»
«I am Paganini», was the respond.
"A Strange Movie"
A rich American went to Paris and bought a very strange film painted by a fashionable modern creative person. The American thought the flick was very fine because he had paid a lot of money for it. But when he came to his hotel and wanted to hang the film upwards on the wall, he could not tell which was the top and which the bottom of the picture. The American turned the picture this style and that, simply still could not decide which was the top and which was the bottom.
So he thought of a plan. He hung the painting in the dining-room and invited the artist to dinner. When the artist came, the American said nothing to him nearly the moving picture.
When the artist began to eat his soup, he looked at the picture many times. When he began to eat his fish, he put on his glasses and looked at the picture again. Before he began to eat his fruit, he got upward and walked over to the picture to await at it more closely. At last when they began to drink their coffee, he understood that the picture was upside downwards.
«Why, my friend», he said, «my picture is hung upside down».
«Oh, is information technology?» said the American. «Why didn't y'all tell me so at once?»
«Well, you see, I was not sure myself at first», said the artist.
"A SLAVE"
Murillo was a bully painter in Spain. He painted boyfriendtiful pictures and he had many students.
In one case he came to his studio and constitute a very cute movie in that location. He asked his students who had painted that flick just nobody answered. Then he asked his slave Sebastian if he had seen somebody in the studio the dark before. The slave did not answer. When the night came and everybody went away Sebastian began to paint. He did non call back of the time. Of a sudden he heard a noise behind him. When he turned circular he saw Murillo and his students scout him quietly.
«Sebastian», cried Murillo, «you are a very good painter. How did y'all acquire to paint?»
«Yous gave lessons to your students, and I heard them», answered the slave. Murillo understood that the slave was a very gifted painter, so he gave him freedom and began to work with his «slave» who was non a slave any longer.
'A LACONIC Reply'
There was a time when the people of Greece were non united merely instead in that location were several states each of which had its own ruler.
Some of the people in the southern role of the land were chosen Spartans and they were famous for their simple habits and their bravery.
The proper name of their land was Laconia, so they were sometimes chosen Lacons.
I of the foreign rules which the Spartans had was that they should speak briefly and never use more words than were needed.
A brusk reply is frequently chosen laconic that is such an answer every bit a Lacon would give.
There was in the Northern part of Greece a state called Macedonia. This land was at one time ruled by a king named Philip. Philip of Macedonia wanted to become main of all Greece. So he raised a great army and made war upon the other states, until near all of them were forced to call him their male monarch. And so he sent a letter to the Spartans in Laconia and said: «If I go down into your country, I will level your nifty city to the basis.»
In a few days an answer was brought back to him. When he opened the letter of the alphabet he found only one word written there.
That word was «If».
'A Cleaved VASE'
The boyfriend was going to ally a beautiful daughter.
One day the girl said to him that the next day she would celebrate her altogether and invited him to her altogether political party. The boyfriend was eager to make her a nowadays, and then he went to a gift shop. At that place he saw many beautiful things. Of all the things he particularly liked the vases. But they were very expensive, and equally he had very petty coin he had to get out the shop without buying anything.
Walking to the door he of a sudden heard a noise: 1 of the vases fell on the floor and broke two pieces. A vivid idea came to his listen. He came up to the counter and asked the salesman to wrap up the broken vase he wanted to purchase.
The salesman got a little surprised but did what the beau had asked him to do.
The young man took the parcel and went straight to the girl's place. By the fourth dimension he entered the room the guests had already gathered. Everybody was enjoying the party.
Some of the people were dancing, others were talking, joking and laughing. Saying «Many happy returns of the day», the young man told the girl that he had bought a small nowadays for her. With these words he began to unwrap the parcel.
Of a sudden he got pale and said. «I am afraid, I have broken it. There were and so many people in the bus…» But when he unwrapped the parcel, he saw that the salesman had wrapped up each piece of the vase separately.
'A FUNNY STORY'
Once a man went to a shop and bought a pair of trousers. When he came home, he put the trousers on. Then he saw that they were besides long for him.
So he went to his married woman and said:
«Please make my trousers shorter, they are too long for me, I cannot put them on.»
But the wife said: «I have no time now. I must launder the plates. It is belatedly now, I shall do it tomorrow.»
The man went to his girl and asked her:
«Can you make my trousers shorter? I cannot put them on.»
«No, I cannot,» said the daughter. «I must do my lessons now. I shall exercise it tomorrow».
The man went to his sister, but she could not help him. She said: «I must make my clothes now. I shall do information technology tomorrow».
So the man went to bed and left his new trousers on a chair near his bed.
His wife washed all the plates, came into the room, took the trousers, fabricated them shorter and put them dorsum on the chair. When his daughter did her lessons, she came into his room, took the trousers and made them shorter. Late in the evening his sis came too and made the trousers shorter.
The human got upwardly at 7 o'clock in the forenoon. His wife told him, «I accept made your trousers shorter; y'all tin can put them on». Simply when the man put them on, he saw that they were too short for him and he could not wear them.
'HIS Outset Coin'
Somebody one time asked Mark Twain whether he could remember the showtime money he e'er earned. «I call back quite well», the famous writer answered.
«It happened at school. Schoolboys in those days had very piffling respect for their teachers and even less for their desks. The boys used pens and pencils and even knives to draw stars and faces, or to write their names on their desks.
At concluding, the school master said: «The next time anybody does such a thing, he will have to pay v dollars, or he volition receive a beating in front of the whole schoolhouse».
«Soon after that, I had to go to my begetter and ask him to give me five dollars. I was honest enough to explain that I could concord to receive a beating instead, merely he said: «No, I tin can't allow y'all to connect our name with such things. So I'll pay the five dollars. But you must suffer for what you have done. I'll requite y'all the beating here, at home».
«Then he vanquish me, and then gave me the five dollars to take to school. But I decided that the beating didn't hurt so much, and some other beating at school wouldn't be worse.
So I told them to requite me a beating in forepart of the whole school, and I kept the five dollars. And that was the first money I ever earned».
'One More FUNNY STORY'
I of Marking Twain'southward hobbies was angling. He went line-fishing whenever he had a chance, even in the closed flavor, when fishing was non allowed anywhere in lakes and rivers. Like all fishermen, he sometimes invented stories about the number of fish he defenseless.
1 hot day during the airtight season, Mark Twain was fishing as usual, nether a low bridge. A human who was walking across the bridge happened to observe Mark Twain and began to sentinel him. At last he asked: «Take you. caught many fish?»
«Non nevertheless», Mark Twain answered. «I accept only simply begun. Simply yesterday I caught thirty great big fish hither».
«You were very lucky», the man said. «Do yous know who I am?»
«No», Mark Twain said. «I don't think I ever happened to meet y'all before».
«I'g the fishing inspector in this identify. Practice you lot know that this is the closed flavor?»
Marking Twain thought quickly. He understood how foolish he had been. «Exercise you know who I am?» he asked aloud.
«No, of course not», answered the inspector.» «I am the biggest liar on the Mississippi», Mark Twain told him.
"ROBIN HOOD AND THE GOLDEN ARROW"
Robin Hood was a legendary hero who was well known and loved by the poor people of England. He lived in a forest far from the towns, and when the poor were oppressed by the rich, he helped them by giving them food and shelter. The sheriffs tried to arrest him but they did not succeed in doing so.
Once the sheriff of N. decided to organize a shooting contest in order to catch him because he knew Robin Hood to be a very expert shot and was sure that he would take office in the contest by all means. The prize was a golden arrow.
On learning near the forthcoming contest Robin Hood gathered his men and discussed whether they should take role in information technology. Finally it was decided that although the risk of participating in the competition was nifty, they should all get, Robin Hood amid them.
The day of the competition was fine and clear. The town was busy with flags, and field for the contest was full of people. The sheriff looked for Robin Hood and his men everywhere. He knew that they were always dressed in green. To his disappointment, yet, he could non find anybody who looked like them. The contest was won past a swain dressed in red, who had come from a village with a whole visitor of young men.
After receiving the prize the fellow left the town, and nobody ever idea that it was Robin Hood. While leaving the town Robin Hood shot an arrow through the sheriff's open window. There was a paper attached to it with the post-obit words: «Robin Hood cheers the sheriff for the Gilt Arrow.»
Источник: Spoken English. Интенсивный курс английской разговорной речи
Год выпуска: 1991 Автор: Ханникова Л. Н.
Source: https://fortee.ru/2011/11/27/short-stories-for-reading/
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