in this part we are going to share short english stories...

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The Boys and the Frogs
Some boys, playing near a pond, saw a number of Frogs in the water and began to pelt them with stones. They killed several of them, when one of the Frogs, lifting his head out of the water, cried out: “Pray stop, my boys: what is sport to you, is death to us.”
-”One man’s pleasure may be another’s pain.”-

The Dancing Monkeys
A Prince had some Monkeys trained to dance. Being naturally great mimics of men’s actions, they showed themselves most apt pupils, and when arrayed in their rich clothes and masks, they danced as well as any of the courtiers. The spectacle was often repeated with great applause, till on one occasion a courtier, bent on mischief, took from his pocket a handful of nuts and threw them upon the stage. The Monkeys at the sight of the nuts forgot their dancing and became (as indeed they were) Monkeys instead of actors. Pulling off their masks and tearing their robes, they fought with one another for the nuts. The dancing spectacle thus came to an end amidst the laughter and ridicule of the audience.
-”Not everything you see is what it appears to be.”-
The Dogs and the Fox
Some dogs, finding the skin of a lion, began to tear it in pieces with their teeth. A Fox, seeing them, said, “If this lion were alive, you would soon find out that his claws were stronger than your teeth.”
-”It is easy to kick a man that is down.”-
The Frogs and the Well
Two Frogs lived together in a marsh. But one hot summer the marsh dried up, and they left it to look for another place to live in: for frogs like damp places if they can get them. By and by they came to a deep well, and one of them looked down into it, and said to the other, “This looks a nice cool place. Let us jump in and settle here.” But the other, who had a wiser head on his shoulders, replied, “Not so fast, my friend. Supposing this well dried up like the marsh, how should we get out again?”
-”Look before you leap.”-
The Lion and the Mouse
Once when a Lion was asleep a little Mouse began running up and down upon him; this soon wakened the Lion, who placed his huge paw upon him, and opened his big jaws to swallow him. “Pardon, O King,” cried the little Mouse: “forgive me this time, I shall never forget it: who knows but what I may be able to do you a turn some of these days?” The Lion was so tickled at the idea of the Mouse being able to help him, that he lifted up his paw and let him go. Some time after the Lion was caught in a trap, and the hunters who desired to carry him alive to the King, tied him to a tree while they went in search of a waggon to carry him on. Just then the little Mouse happened to pass by, and seeing the sad plight in which the Lion was, went up to him and soon gnawed away the ropes that bound the King of the Beasts. “Was I not right?” said the little Mouse.
-”Little friends may prove great friends

They saw Nessie!


Loch Ness is 35 km long. It`s much deeper than the North Sea. Many people say that they have seen Nessie, the monster of Loch Ness. Here are three reports.


On a quiet evening in July 1963, a Mr MacIntyre and a Mr Campbell were sitting in a small boat on Loch Ness. Suddenly they saw a very big animal. İt was swimming in the water. Its head was much bigger than a cow`s head. It was very near them an looked at them. The two men were very suprised and frightened. But they didn`t have a camera.


But there are some photos. Robert Wilson had a camera in 1934. and he took this famous photo. It shows a monster`s head and neck.


Anthony Shiels took a colour photo of the monster in 1977.


In 1972 an American unviersity was very interested in the stories af the monster. They sent a team with modern technology and underwater cameras. They took three photos og an animal between 6 and 9 metres long!

The FACTORY in a GARDEN

Many people came to the new cities for work. They needed houses near the factories. But these houses were often very small and too near to other houses. And they had no bathrooms...

In 1879, two brothers, make of cocoa and chocolate, left Birmingham and built a factory in the county near the city. They called the place Bournville.
The brothers saw how workers in the city lived an worked. They wanted to make things better for them, so there were parks and garden near the factory. (Some parks were only for women!)
And the brothers wanted to give people-and not only their workers-better houses, too. They buit houses, each with a brothers bult shops, schools and churchs.
Bournville Garden Village is still there today, next to the brothers` ''factory in a Garden''.
And the name of the brothers and their firm? It's Bournville!

The job interview


Mike Jones, 20, is sitting in his flat. He´s phoning his mum.
[B]]MIKE: [/B] Hi, Mum. I have some good news!
[B]]MUM: [/B] Good news? What good news? Let me guess. You´ve won the lottery!
[B]]MIKE: [/B] No, no, Mum. I have a job interview on Monday morning at 9.30.
[B]]MUM: [/B] A job interview? Really? Well, good luck!

It´s Monday morning and Mike is on his way to the interview. He´s talking to himself.
[B]]MIKE: [/B] This jachet isn´t very comfortable. It´s too small. I´ve probably had it for three or four year! ...Oh, no! It´s starting to rain! I´ll go back to the flat and get my umbrella.

Ten minutes late...
[B]]MIKE: [/B] Excuse me. Is the 9.10 bus late?
[B]]WOMAN: [/B] Oh, no. The 9.10 has gone. The next bus is the 9.20.
[B]]MIKE: [/B] 9.20! I´ll be late. I have a job interview and I´m little nervous...

It´s 9.35 and Mike is at the interview now. But the two interviewers don´t look very happy.
[B]]MIKE: [/B] I´m very sorry I´m late. It was raining and I had no umbrella! I´ve left it on the bus!


The interview begins.
[B]]WOMAN: [/B] What do you know about our company?
[B]]MIKE: [/B] Well, it´s a big company and... er... you make, er...things like telephones...I think. Or is it... TVs?
[B]]MAN: [/B] What was your last job, Mr Jones?
[B]]MIKE: [/B] I worked for a computer company.
[B]]MAN: [/B] What did you do?
[B]]MIKE: [/B] Customers phoned me. I listened to their problems. Problems, problems, problems! Only problems! They complems! They complained all the time.
[B]]WOMAN: [/B] Did you work in a team?
[B]]MIKE: [/B] Oh, yes. A team of 12 people and a manager. But I wasn´t very happy. We often had to work late. And the manager was terible.

After ten minutes the interview is almost over.
[B]]WOMAN: [/B] Do you want to ask us some questions, Mr Jones?
[B]]MIKE: [/B] Oh, no, thank you.

After teh end of the interview...
[B]]MAN: [/B] Thank you for coming, Mr Jones. We´ll write to you in about a week. Goodbye.
[B]]MIKE: [/B] Goodbye. And thank you.

[B]The story of Wich Wood[/B]

Edwaed Jorkens was a young man who lived in London. He went on holiday to a small, old-fashioned guest-house in Galway, in the west of Ireland.

One afternoon Edward met a local farmer, Dan Breen, near a small wood. The wood wasn´t on his map so he asked Dan about it. "It´s Witch Wood," the farmer explained, and he told Edward why it had this funny name. Mrs Hogan, a poor old woman (some people said she was a witch), rented a small house there a long time ago. But one day she couldn´t pay. So the owner, a rich Englishman, threw her filled the garden with young trees. The old woman was angry and she put a curse on the place. "It will be a small wood in the day and a large forest at night," she said. "And if somebody goes into wood at neight, something terrible will happen," the old woman added.

Edward didn´t belive stories about witches. So he decided to visit Wich Wood later and walk through it. It would only take a few minuts.

He waited till it was dark and crossed the fields to the wood. It was very quiet there. The first trees were small. But then the trees got bigger and bigger. He came to a river. That was funny-there was no river on his map. After 15 or 20 minuts Edward Jorkens relly didn´t know where he was. He couldn´t leave the wood! He was lost. Then he remembered Dan´s words: "A wood in the day, a forest at night. "Edward thought, "I´ll have to wait till the morning. "He made a fire. He was very frightened. But he was tried too and after a long time he fell asleep. In the morning he was pleased to see that the forest was a wood again. So he left Wich Wood and walked back to the guest-house.

In the afternoon he met Dan again and told him the story. Dan wasn´t suprised. "the last person who stayed in the wood for a night died soon after that," he said. Englishman, the owner of the wood," Dan told him. "His name was Jorkens, Michael Jorkens."


(Adapted from: Peter Haining, ed.,Irish Tales of terror)

On a Monday morning

The first school shooting that was in the news all over the world happened in 1979 at a high school in California. On a Monday morning Brenda Spencer (16) killed two people and wounded nine others with a gun that her father had given her for Christmas. When a reporter asked her why, she gave a strange answer.
Bob Geldof of the Boomtown Rats wrote a song about this. Listen to the song say what you think Brenda´s answer was.