A short story
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Written by Anastasia Nykeshkina, 7th grade
Teacher E. V. Partilkhaeva
Dear Erzhen Vladimirovna,
I want to tell you one story:...
- Attention! - the news said.
- In 2014 during excavations on Cha Cha Island young scientists found unsent letters of the famous traveller John Kok, who disappeared along with his team in 1948.
Letters displayed on TV:...
The first letter was written to his mum:
Red Street, 23
London
(GB) Great Britian
Dear mum,
Do not worry, I am fine!
As you know, I am on an expedition to Cha Cha Island. This is my second day and I will not be able to write letters to you, sorry, but I will write short letters and send to my wife, father and elder son.
All the best,
Your son John
The second letter to his wife said :
Dear Lisa,
How are our children?
I have the tenth day of my expedition. I really want to tell you that Cha Cha Island is very beauti... (torn)...ful. Recently we have seen a strange monkey with six eyes and sharp teeth in two rows. ... (torn)...It had blue wool, six yellow limbs. I wonder that it was very calm. It was carrying a baby monkey behind him. The baby monkey stole my glasses and I find it hard to see, but do not worry, I am fine.
Love,
John
The second letter to his father said :
Dear father,
Today is the fifteenth day of my expedition.
In the morning, we were exhausted and tired but we met the Aborigines. They were very friendly. They fed us with something delicious. This tribe learned to survive in difficult conditions. Their leader is called "Star Field", he is strict but not bad. Overall, everything is good, and tomorrow they will have a day of generosity and they promised to send us into our world.
Best wishes,
John
The third letter to his elder son said:
1st scrap:
MY TEAM WAS KILLED!!!
2nd scrap:
!!!HELP!!!
-That is all for today! – The News said.
THE END
Акварель + трафарет = ?
Рисуем пшеничное поле гуашью
Лягушка-путешественница
Рисуем гуашью: "Кружка горячего какао у зимнего окна"
Убунту: я существую, потому что мы существуем