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Real thanks to my dear and hardworking students, who composed & sent me such nice, interesting Halloween stories. I looked them through, yeh... the grammar isn't your strong point sometimes:) But the imigination is amazing!!! I'm glad to share. Velychko Nastya II pharm D(9) Autumn fairy tale In the cold autumn evening for a long time I could not sleep, tossing and turning from side to side under theblanket on an uncomfortable bed. It seemed that the clock on the wall too loud ticking, and the refrigerator in the kitchen growls of the wild beast, and the window is haunting someone clawed and teeth and beat against the glass. And that's when I had to give up a wink of sleep even for an instant, on the edge of the bed sat my mother. "I can't sleep? Then I'll tell you a very long history. Many centuries ago in the same dull the forest THERE was a small wooden hut. Local residents it was said that the forest was enchanted, and in the house there lived the old witch with all manner of filth. Fame about the deeds of the witch went evil, these are the men and they were afraid to come near to the forest. However, the witch often appeared among the people, coming to the market for products and commodities. The appearance of the witch quite cleverly changed, remained unchanged only her companion, a big black cat with a white spot on his chest... I slowly fell asleep, though swaying on the waves of smooth mother's voice. Words entwined with his own thoughts, before his eyes flashed isolated pictures - forest, hut, the witch, and the cat, frightened residents. But gradually these pictures, how old the autumn leaves, began to whirl, whirl, and suddenly I began to sink into the deep darkness, and then...  "On the tv screen a usual Sunday culinary transfer. The famous human cook told, as of one kilogram of zucchini, - Finely chopped zucchini fill up the sugar and leave for the night for the impregnation. Received candied cubes cook for 30 minutes, add the chopped lemon. Collected roll the mixture into a jar and removed until the winter. A pleasant appetite! In front of the screen, pricking up his ears, trying not to lose parts, the cat WAS sitting and carefully outline the recipe in a big yellow notebook. Yes, yes, don't be surprised, just a cat. In the end, not all of the same cats yell at night on the roofs, there are also scientists males, who and the tales they tell, and a cross embroidered. So in front of the tv sat the most ordinary of the learned cat, famous in their own circles of love for reading and cooking. Everything else should be added that the cat was black as pitch, as befits a faithful companion of a witch. And yet one feature of this cat's been, and I must say, very important and annoying to a representative of his profession. Noble the blackness of his fur violated the small white spot the size of a pea about where the cat is the heart. This white dot has provided a sort of complacency in his behavior. And as usually happens in such situations, the complacency attended the cat in the most inappropriate for him moments. For example, catch the cat was complete bird and only gather to eat, as suddenly hear a plaintive squeak of the remaining chicks in the nest, and appetite immediately disappears. Here and last night his cat, complacency again played with him a cruel joke. In once a witch made the great rite, aiming at the introduction of all mankind in the terror and chaos. For the rite was needed was a small one and very frightened child, produced with great difficulty, in a remote village. While the witch was engaged in the drug, and the cat was mandated to periodically frighten the child, supporting the necessary to spell condition. Cat diligently performed laid upon him the task, hissing and blowing sparks from the eyes. The child was crying stable, and potion frustrated quite efficiently. And then, instead of another hissing cat rolled over on his back and purred. Later, analyzing what happened, the cat, putting a hand on heart, admitted that at that moment he lured the angel. As a result of so out of place awakening of complacency child laughed, and potion instantly стухло. With these potions is always the same, the slightest hesitation atmosphere, and all is lost. Naturally, the witch disruption of the next villainous plan is not relieved by running the cat подвернувшимся arm lacquer for the hair. The cat was deftly dodged the impressive shell and run off into the woods, where it was hiding all night "away from sin". In the morning the witch calmed down, took a deserter from the back and went to collect the necessary ingredients for another brew. The cat then stayed on the farm, periodically glancing at the large old clock on the night owl, отстукивающие reverse time - to - time to the next sabbath, the main holiday of the year for the whole of the impure forces. Added recipe, cat shut the book, lifted up into the air a decent column of dust. Чихнув through his moustache and removing dust in the corners, he leaped to the floor and slowly went to the cellar. Each new recipe in the notebook was to be tested in practice, and to change their centuries-old principles of the cat is not going to"another effect of the white spots". I woke up with the first rays of the sun, проскользнувшими through the room is not properly closed the curtains. Sleep would not come out of my head, and it seemed that it was not a dream, but the film or memory, so realistic was happening. On the wall about отстукивали time the old clock is a legacy of praprababushki through the maternal line. In a chair near peacefully snoring our pet and my best childhood friend - the great black cat. The cat in the house, appeared together with the clock, and sometimes it seemed to us, that these two events ARE connected between themselves. But adults do not believe in fairy tales, and the children all see miracles, and therefore IT IS not enough for them who believe. Vika Zhudik II pharm D(9) Hеllouin HALLOWEEN story of ABOUTnot obedient girls!!! In the morgue lived a little man. In the morning he worked on corpses, and the evening went to the disobedient girls and told horror stories. He wore a terrible a suit and sought his victim. Went to girls in a time when nobody was home and told horror stories. When Mam came home the girls were already dead. PS. Conclusion: listen TO parents!!!! | |
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