Следующий рассказ из моего сборника юмористических рассказов.) I love my school I love my school. I enjoy walking near it with the thought that I do not have to visit it again. Never. I will never take my cheap shoes which are called “smenka”, which were laughed at by my classmates. I feel safe when I walk near it now. I did not feel safe twenty years ago. Because when it was warm, boys used to throw scissors or other dangerous things at me. When it was cold, they used to throw ice-balls, pointing at my head...

Привет всем! Этот мой стишок пригодится для чтения и заучивания учащимся 3-4 класса при изучении темы My School / School Subjects: My School I take my bag And go to school. I meet my classmates - They are cool! Here's our class! It's big and light. We learn to count, Read and write. In PE class We run and play. In Music - sing. In Art we paint...