Английский язык. - 39 стр.

II. Read, translate and retell the text:

                                    WEATHER
     The naughtiest thing in the world is the weather. It's like a capricious
woman who always does the opposite to what you ask her.
     When you want to go for a picnic in the open air you ask the skies to
remain clear and the day to be fine. Nervously you switch on the radio and
listen to the weather forecast. You tremble with joy to hear that it'll stay
warm and dry with bright sunshine, and moderate breeze. Your imagination
draws a hot summer afternoon and yourself saying: “Nice weather we are
having today!” You take a lot of food and no warm clothes, go to the
countryside but... do not get anything sunny.
     You get it cloudy and cool with intermittent drizzle, which ends with a
thundery shower. The sky is so heavily cast with clouds, the downpours
follow one another with such frequency, the rumbling of thunder and flashes
of lightning are so frightening that you've got no illusions left. You throw
away the food and go back hungry and angry. And when you are already
approaching your home soaked to the skin it suddenly brightens up. Oh,
Goodness!
Each summer, every student survives through the best time of his or her life
- an examination session. Then many students plead: “Please, weather, stay
cloudy, chilly or even cold with brisk northerly wind and rain torrents
leaving pools and puddles everywhere, especially on the playground. And
I'll be a good student.” The radio promises: “'Patchy light drizzle with
showery outbreaks of rain.” But the “patch” is never in the right place.
Instead the skies send heat and excellent weather for a sun tan. Everyone
knows that sun tan never helps at exams.
      And it is always like this. When you go skiing and want to have frosty
weather with a lot of snow, it starts thawing and your skis sink in the slash.
Instead of a snowfall and hoarfrost on the trees you get excellent sleet. The
weather does not feel any pangs of remorse.
     When you go in the car to the country, enjoying nice weather and a
beautiful view of a rainbow in the blue sky, you pay no attention to some
haze on the horizon. Some time later a thin mist in the distance turns into a
thick fog and you spend a lovely two hours instead of one at the steering
wheel.
     When you plant some much-cared-for flowers in the garden, either a
ground frost or a hail storm kills them. Digging muddy flowerbeds one feels
exasperated: “What beastly weather we've had this week! And it keeps
nasty! Wretched!”


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