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1) there is a big window in my bedroom.

2)there are no pantries in our house.

3)he shares a room with his friends.

4)is a hall there in his flat?

не гарантирую ! 5 не знаю вроде начинается have you got

kiev  is the capital  and  largest city  on the river  ukrainy.nahoditsya  dnepr.kiev  - the sixthmost populous  city in europe  after  moscow, london,  st. petersburg, berlin and  madrid.the population  of kiev  is about  three million  people.  the city is full  of ancient  stories.

-hi. i have a birthday next week, and i woud arrange a party.

-oh! it's a good idea.

-can you help me with it?

-yes of cause. how do you want decorate your flat?

-actually i dont may be some

- i'll buy them. and who do you want to invite?

-my close friends only. and you of cause!

-ok. what about snaks?

-my mom wants to cook some snaks like and ill buy a cake.

-it wiil be a great party, i think!

-i want to belive in that. ill call you. bye!

-bye!

unfortunately this year i ended up spending new year's eve hauled up in the warehouse where i work, unpacking products to be shelved and sorting out where to put them.

how sad it is, that work should continue to dictate the way we live. without money we are helpless. i spent last new year's eve in an undoubtedly better fashion. my wife and i invited round not only our nearest and dearest, but some of the neighbours too. jean from number 56 even bought her cream labrador round. the kids loved it!

  and so the evening began, just like many other's around england, a table laden with cheap booze and nibbles, serviettes and paper plates, fizzy drinks for the kids and the best quality bucks fizz for the mother-in-law. out on the cold lawn in the back garden lay my pitiful display of discount fireworks, ready to be let off at 12 on the dot.  we had music on the cd player, provided by my fashion conscious daughters and the beeb's hogmanay coverage on standby.  new year's is a funny little celebration, soo much more important abroad. it marks the end of the year, a chance to look back on one's achievements with pride, whilst at the same time a warning bell sounds and you look out in dread at the calendar and realise how little time you have to start those new year's resolutions and miserably fail them. the humiliation!   i have always wanted to pop over to scotland and see how they really celebrate it there. i could do with a bite of haggis and some jolly bag pipes playing in my ear.   alas, i don't see it on the cards, not until such time as the boss lets me have another bank holiday off work.