The Little Old Lady Who Wasnt Afraid of Anything Read Aloud Onlne
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'TEA LEAVES'
There was a time when drinking tea was almost unknown in European countries; many people had never fifty-fifty heard of tea. This anecdote is nearly an quondam woman and her son, who lived earlier tea-drinking became popular in England.
He was a sea captain, and every time he returned from a far-away country, he brought his mother a souvenir. He tried to bring something unusual, that she could show to her friends.
One time the immature human came back from Republic of india with a box of tea for his mother. She didn't know anything well-nigh tea, simply she was proud of her son, and she invited all her friends to come up and try what he had brought her. When her son came into the room, he saw cakes and fruit and jam on the table, and a big plate full of dark-brown tea-leaves. His mother and her friends were sitting round the table, eating the leaves with butter and salt. Though they all smiled, information technology was articulate that they didn't enjoy eating the leaves.
«Where is the tea, Female parent?» the captain asked.
His mother showed him the plate in the centre of the table.
«We are having tea for lunch», she said.
«No, no, those are only the tea-leaves», said the captain. «Where is the water?»
«The water!» his mother said. «I threw the water abroad, of course!»
'Economic system WASTED TRIP'
An Englishman who was in France wanted to become back to England by sea. Just he had very little money. He had and then little coin that he could pay merely for the ticket. As he knew that the trip would concluding but two days, he decided not to consume during these days.
As he took a ticket and got on the transport the adjacent morning he tried non to hear the bong for breakfast. When dinner time came, he was very hungry; but he didn't go to the dining-room. In the evening he was still more hungry, but when the waiter came to invite him to take supper, the Englishman said that he was sick.
The next day the Englishman was half-dead and couldn't stand up the hunger any longer.
«I shall go and swallow fifty-fifty if they kick me out into the bounding main», said he to himself.
So he went to the ship dining-room and had his dinner.
In the evening he had supper simply was very much afraid of his futurity considering he didn't pay for the meals.
At terminal he addressed the waiter and said: «Bring me the bill, please».
«What bill?» asked the waiter.
«For the supper and dinner I had in your dining-room».
«Don't problem, Sir. You paid for your meals when you lot bought the ticket».
'A Skillful LESSON'
I day a well-known singer was invited to the house of a rich lady to sing to her guests at a dinner-party. But instead of inviting the singer to dine with her guests, the lady ordered dinner for him in the servants' room. The singer said zilch. He dined well and later dinner said to the servants: «Now, my good friends, I am going to sing to you».
The servants were very much surprised but said they were clumsily glad to accept a chance to hear the not bad singer. He sang a good many beautiful songs and the servants enjoyed listening to him.
Later the lady sent one of her servants to bring the vocalizer up to the drawing-room, where all her guests were waiting for him.
«But I cannot sing twice in i evening, Madam», said the singer to the lady when she met him at the door leading into the drawing-room.
«What practise you mean?» asked the lady.
«I mean I have already sung for about an hr to your servants, Madam», answered the vocaliser, «it was a pity yous were not in that location, for I always sing to the people with whom I dine». And with these words he left the house.
'A HOT SUMMER Week-Stop'
It was a week-end in summer and all the down trains were overcrowded. An old man was walking along the platform, looking for a vacant seat. Suddenly he saw one in a not-smoker. The erstwhile man got in. A small-scale purse was lying on the seat and a well-dressed admirer was sitting beside it.
«Is this seat vacant?» asked the onetime man. «No, information technology is occupied past a human who has gone to buy a newspaper. He will soon come».
«Well», said the quondam homo, «I'll sit here until your man comes dorsum». 10 minutes passed.
«There is but i minute left earlier the railroad train starts. Your man volition miss the railroad train if he doesn't hurry», said the quondam man.
The train started.
«Your man has missed the train», said the old human, «just permit him non lose his bag».
With these words he took the pocketbook and was almost to throw it out of the window.
The well-dressed gentleman jumped upwards and cried out: «Don't! Information technology'due south my bag».
'A FUNNY STORY'
A nervous man, who lived in one of suburbs of a big boondocks in England, was walking abode from the railway station. The road was dark and alone. Of a sudden he heard footsteps budgeted him from behind and thought he was being followed. He walked quickly. The footsteps continued to follow. The man started running. The footsteps withal followed him. The man jumped over a wall and, running into an old cemetery, threw himself on the grass well-nigh one of the graves.
«If he comes here», he thought, «there volition be no dubiousness he wants to rob me».
The homo behind was post-obit. He too got over the wall and came upward to the grave. The nervous homo stood upwardly and asked:
«What practise yous desire? Why are you following me?»
«I say», answered the other man, «do you always go abode like this?
Or are y'all having some special sort of jumping, exercises tonight?
I am going to Mr. Robertson's and the man I at the railway station told me to follow you, every bit you lived next door. Excuse my asking yous, but volition yous accept some more gymnastics or will yous go directly dwelling?»
«A Sorry STORY»
Three men were spending their holiday in New York. They were living in a hotel which had xl-five floors and their room was on the last flooring.
Returning to the hotel late one dark, they were told by the lift man: «I am very sorry, but the lifts in our hotel aren't running. They end working at twelve o'clock. You must walk upwards to your room».
«Nosotros are all the same young», one of the men said. «I suppose we, can climb up to the twoscore-fifth floor». So the men took off their coats and put them in the coat-room. As they were walking past the tenth floor one of the men said: «I am becoming a footling tired. I accept an idea how to make the climb easier. I shall tell happy or funny stories the side by side five floors: and so Beak will sing songs the next fifteen floors, and Tom will tell deplorable stories the last fifteen floors».
They connected climbing, and soon all of them were feeling very tired. But they did not want to testify to each other that they were tired, so the offset man told happy stories, and jokes and the second sang happy songs. When they arrived at the thirtieth floor, the first human said: «Now, Tom, you can begin telling sad stories».
«Yes», Tom said, «I must tell you a very sad story. The fundamental to our room is lying in my coat pocket, in the coat-room!»
'A FISH Bone'
1 solar day, some Americans were having dinner at a hotel in London. When the fish was put on the table, a immature man said: «Let's examine the fish carefully. Perhaps nosotros'll discover a diamond in it». Everybody began to laugh, but an old man said quietly: «Aye, I'm sure nosotros have all heard such stories. Let me tell you what happened to me once».
«When I was a boyfriend», he began, «I worked for a large company in New York: and I was sent to England to do some work at that place. I was in love with a beautiful girl, and before I left for England, we decided that we would be married when I returned habitation.»
I stayed in England for two months. I sent letters or postcards to the girl nearly every day, but later the beginning two weeks I didn't receive any answers. But I didn't retrieve anything was the matter, and before I left for home, I bought a beautiful diamond ring for her.
On the ship 1 morning, a telegram was brought to me. It was from a friend in New York, who told me that the girl had inverse her mind and was going to be married to another man. I was so angry that I threw the diamond ring into the sea. My friend came to the port to run across me, and he invited me to dinner. When we were sitting downwards at the table and I was eating fish, I suddenly felt something hard in my oral fissure. What practise you call up information technology was?
«The diamond!» all the Americans cried.
«No», the old human answered. «It was a fish bone».
'THE KING AND THE CRITIC'
There was a king who thought that he could paint very well. His pictures were bad, but the people to whom he showed them were afraid of the rex. They all said that they liked his pictures very much.
One twenty-four hours the king showed his pictures to a great painter who lived in his country and asked:
«I want to know what you lot call back of my pictures. Do y'all like them? Am I a skillful painter or not?»
The painter looked at the king's pictures and said:
«My king, I recollect that your pictures are bad, and that you lot will never be a good painter.»
The king got very angry and sent the painter to prison.
After two years the king wanted to run across the painter again.
«I was angry with you», he said, «because you lot did not like my pictures. Now forget all near it. You are a gratuitous homo again and I am your friend.»
For many hours the king talked with the painter, and even asked him to dine. After dinner the king showed his pictures to the painter and asked: «Well, how do yous similar them at present?»
The painter did non answer anything. He turned to the soldier who was standing nearly him and said:
«Take me back to prison house.»
"Well-nigh CONAN DOYLE"
There is probably no one amid book-lovers who has not heard of Sherlock Holmes, the skilful and clever detective in the stories past Arthur Conan Doyle.
Sherlock Holmes'south method of analysing the most difficult bug was to notice the smallest facts, even if they seemed unimportant. His method never failed; the criminal always had to give up, and to go the prisoner of the great detective.
Conan Doyle in one case arrived in Paris, later on spending a month in the south of French republic. There was a long row of cabs outside the gate of the railway station. Conan Doyle got into the commencement cab and ordered the driver to accept him to a good hotel. The commuter was silent all the style to the hotel, but when Conan Doyle paid him, he said, «Thank you, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle».
«How do you lot know who I am?» Conan Doyle asked in the greatest surprise.
«I accept never seen you earlier», the man answered, «so I can't pretend that I recognized you. But I read in the newspapers that you were expected in Paris afterward your vacation in the south of France. The train you arrived on came from the s of France.
I could tell from your clothes, especially your hat, and too from the strange fashion you pronounce French words that yous were English. These facts helped me to estimate that you were probably Sir Arthur Conan Doyle».
«Fine work! Wonderful!» Conan Doyle cried. «You analysed the facts quite correctly. It'southward a compassion you aren't a detective!»
«Of course», the driver added, «your proper name is on both your travelling numberless. I can't pretend that that fact didn't aid».
'THE GREATEST POET OF SCOTLAND'
Robert Burns (1759—1796) is Scotland'due south national poet and January 25 — the day of his birth — is e'er celebrated in his country and all over the world, with great excitment. The celebrations are going on in every big city and in a small village pub, in every remote cottage with workers and farmers dressed in kilts or in ordinary working apparel.
The honey for Burns is indeed a unique miracle. About nations consider political or military men as their national heroes. But Scotland, though she honours the retention of her two swell national liberators, William Wallace and Robert Bruce, has adopted a poet as her truthful hero. Why is it and then? I think because Burns' poetry was very much consonant to people's aspirations. It was closely connected with the national struggle of the Scottish people for their liberation from English oppression. Burns considered his literary work as his patriotic duty.
Burns wrote many poems in English, but his best verses are written in the dialect of his own country, Ay-shire. His all-time poems are The Jolly Beggars, Halloween, The Cotter's Saturday Night, Holy Willie's Prayer, To a Mouse, The 2 Dogs and others.
Burns travelled a lot nearly Scotland collecting popular folk songs. Many of his ain lyrical poems were put to music. All in all he contributed 2000 songs to the Scots Musical Museum. So Robert Burns is considered to be the creator of the Scottish song. His songs are memorable for boggling truthfulness passion and lovely tune. They reflect the people'south soul and national graphic symbol. The Poet's song Oh, My Love is Like a Reddish Carmine Rose is one of the most loved lyrical songs. Many of songs he devoted to his wife, the woman who had been the groovy dearest of all his life and the in spirator of his numerous verses.
Burns' songs are the soul of music and it is not surprising that Beethoven, Schuman, Mendelssohn and others etch music to the poet's verses. Russian composers accept also set many of Burns' verses to music. The best known cycle to Burns' songs have been successfully writ10 past Dmitri Shostakovich, Nikolai Myaskovsky, Juri Levitin, Mark Milman, Victor Oransky and a number of other composers. All songs are based on Marshak'due south translations which are considered to be the best translations of Burns' poetry into Russian
OBSERVING NATURE
If people carefully notice nature it tin tell them many interesting and useful things.
Practice you know that thanks to observing nature you tin can forecast weather? «How?» you may ask.
By watching birds and animals, insects and flowers. It is known that some insects go more than troublesome before a change in the weather. Flies and mosquitoes, for case, brainstorm to hum and bite before the rain. Big blue-black beetles fly simply on evenings before nice weather.
Yous should know that the smell of flowers in the gardens and in the parks is very stiff before information technology rains. Flowers have much sweet nectar earlier rain and the nectar is good food for insects. So if you run into insects flight over flowers in big numbers you should know that it may rain shortly.
Birds and animals besides help to forecast weather. Birds wing lower than usual before it rains. If you lot happen to see a bird hiding its head under its wing, it means that soon it will become colder.
Even your true cat can tell you what the weather will be like. The cat washing behind the ears is telling you almost the coming rain. Look at the sky and information technology will tell you about the weather condition. A blood-red evening sky tells of expert weather the next day, to say nothing about a petty yellow or green sky. A grayness sunrise gives promise of a good day too. If y'all want to forecast weather, y'all must know something about winds as well.
The South wind brings wet weather,
The Due north wind is wet and cold together,
The West wind always brings u.s. pelting,
The East wind blows it back again.
Study nature, find information technology and you'll understand that it needs your love and protection.
'THE BLIND MAN AND THE Swell Creative person'
Every day in one of the streets of Vienna you could see a blind man playing the violin. His canis familiaris sat near him with a cap in his mouth. People, who were passing them, dropped coins into the cap.
1 mean solar day, when the weather was very common cold, the homo was playing for a long time, but nobody wanted to give him anything. The poor man thought that he would have to go to bed without supper. He was and then tired and then weak that he stopped playing.
At that moment a young man came uр to him and asked him why he stopped playing. The bullheaded homo said he had played for 2 hours but nobodyr had given him anything. «Give me your violin. I shall aid y'all», said the human being. And with these words he began to play. He played and so well that people began to gather and before long there was a big oversupply. Everybody was eager to listen to the fine music and to thank the young man for the pleasure.
Soon the cap was full of money.
«I don't know how to cheers», said the bullheaded human. «Who are you?»
«I am Paganini», was the answer.
"A STRANGE Motion picture"
A rich American went to Paris and bought a very foreign picture painted past a fashionable mod creative person. The American idea the moving-picture show was very fine because he had paid a lot of money for it. But when he came to his hotel and wanted to hang the picture upwards on the wall, he could not tell which was the superlative and which the bottom of the picture. The American turned the picture this fashion and that, but still could not decide which was the top and which was the lesser.
So he thought of a programme. He hung the painting in the dining-room and invited the creative person to dinner. When the artist came, the American said goose egg to him nearly the pic.
When the artist began to eat his soup, he looked at the picture many times. When he began to eat his fish, he put on his glasses and looked at the picture once again. Before he began to eat his fruit, he got up and walked over to the picture to look at information technology more closely. At concluding when they began to potable their java, he understood that the picture was upside down.
«Why, my friend», he said, «my picture is hung upside downward».
«Oh, is it?» said the American. «Why didn't yous tell me so at once?»
«Well, you see, I was not sure myself at starting time», said the artist.
"A SLAVE"
Murillo was a great painter in Spain. He painted boyfriendtiful pictures and he had many students.
Once he came to his studio and institute a very cute picture there. He asked his students who had painted that flick but nobody answered. Then he asked his slave Sebastian if he had seen somebody in the studio the night before. The slave did non respond. When the night came and everybody went abroad Sebastian began to paint. He did not think of the time. All of a sudden he heard a noise behind him. When he turned circular he saw Murillo and his students sentinel him quietly.
«Sebastian», cried Murillo, «you lot are a very expert painter. How did you learn to paint?»
«You gave lessons to your students, and I heard them», answered the slave. Murillo understood that the slave was a very gifted painter, so he gave him freedom and began to piece of work with his «slave» who was not a slave whatever longer.
'A LACONIC ANSWER'
There was a time when the people of Greece were not united merely instead there were several states each of which had its ain ruler.
Some of the people in the southern function of the country were called Spartans and they were famous for their simple habits and their bravery.
The name of their country was Laconia, so they were sometimes called Lacons.
One of the strange rules which the Spartans had was that they should speak briefly and never employ more words than were needed.
A brusque answer is oft called laconic that is such an answer as a Lacon would give.
At that place was in the Northern function of Greece a country chosen Macedonia. This land was at one fourth dimension ruled past a rex named Philip. Philip of Macedonia wanted to become principal of all Hellenic republic. So he raised a great army and fabricated state of war upon the other states, until most all of them were forced to call him their king. And then he sent a letter to the Spartans in Laconia and said: «If I go downwardly into your land, I will level your great urban center to the footing.»
In a few days an answer was brought dorsum to him. When he opened the letter he found simply 1 give-and-take written in that location.
That give-and-take was «If».
'A BROKEN VASE'
The young man was going to marry a beautiful girl.
One day the girl said to him that the adjacent day she would celebrate her birthday and invited him to her altogether party. The young man was eager to brand her a present, so he went to a souvenir shop. There he saw many beautiful things. Of all the things he particularly liked the vases. But they were very expensive, and as he had very fiddling money he had to leave the shop without buying anything.
Walking to the door he of a sudden heard a dissonance: 1 of the vases fell on the floor and broke two pieces. A bright idea came to his mind. He came up to the counter and asked the salesman to wrap upward the broken vase he wanted to buy.
The salesman got a little surprised but did what the young man had asked him to exercise.
The young man took the package and went directly to the girl's place. Past the time he entered the room the guests had already gathered. Everybody was enjoying the party.
Some of the people were dancing, others were talking, joking and laughing. Saying «Many happy returns of the day», the young man told the daughter that he had bought a modest nowadays for her. With these words he began to unwrap the bundle.
Suddenly he got pale and said. «I am afraid, I take broken information technology. There were so many people in the bus…» Only when he unwrapped the bundle, he saw that the salesman had wrapped up each piece of the vase separately.
'A FUNNY STORY'
Once a man went to a shop and bought a pair of trousers. When he came abode, he put the trousers on. Then he saw that they were likewise long for him.
So he went to his married woman and said:
«Please make my trousers shorter, they are too long for me, I cannot put them on.»
But the wife said: «I have no fourth dimension now. I must wash the plates. Information technology is late now, I shall exercise information technology tomorrow.»
The man went to his daughter and asked her:
«Can you lot make my trousers shorter? I cannot put them on.»
«No, I cannot,» said the girl. «I must practice my lessons at present. I shall do it tomorrow».
The man went to his sister, but she could not help him. She said: «I must make my dress now. I shall exercise it tomorrow».
So the human went to bed and left his new trousers on a chair well-nigh his bed.
His wife washed all the plates, came into the room, took the trousers, made them shorter and put them back on the chair. When his daughter did her lessons, she came into his room, took the trousers and fabricated them shorter. Late in the evening his sister came too and made the trousers shorter.
The man got up at 7 o'clock in the morn. His wife told him, «I have fabricated your trousers shorter; y'all can put them on». Simply when the man put them on, he saw that they were besides short for him and he could non habiliment them.
'HIS Offset Money'
Somebody once asked Mark Twain whether he could remember the first money he ever earned. «I remember quite well», the famous author answered.
«It happened at school. Schoolboys in those days had very little respect for their teachers and even less for their desks. The boys used pens and pencils and even knives to depict stars and faces, or to write their names on their desks.
At last, the school primary said: «The next fourth dimension anybody does such a thing, he will have to pay v dollars, or he will receive a beating in forepart of the whole school».
«Before long afterwards that, I had to go to my father and ask him to give me 5 dollars. I was honest enough to explain that I could agree to receive a beating instead, but he said: «No, I can't permit y'all to connect our name with such things. Then I'll pay the five dollars. But you must suffer for what yous have washed. I'll give you the chirapsia here, at home».
«And then he beat me, and then gave me the five dollars to take to school. Just I decided that the beating didn't hurt so much, and another beating at school wouldn't be worse.
So I told them to requite me a beating in front of the whole school, and I kept the five dollars. And that was the beginning money I ever earned».
'I More than FUNNY STORY'
One of Mark Twain's hobbies was fishing. He went fishing whenever he had a chance, even in the closed flavour, when fishing was not allowed anywhere in lakes and rivers. Like all fishermen, he sometimes invented stories almost the number of fish he caught.
I hot day during the closed season, Mark Twain was line-fishing as usual, nether a depression bridge. A man who was walking across the bridge happened to notice Marker Twain and began to scout him. At last he asked: «Have you. defenseless many fish?»
«Not yet», Marker Twain answered. «I have only just begun. But yesterday I caught 30 great big fish hither».
«Yous were very lucky», the human said. «Exercise you know who I am?»
«No», Mark Twain said. «I don't think I ever happened to meet you before».
«I'm the fishing inspector in this place. Practice you know that this is the closed flavour?»
Marking Twain thought quickly. He understood how foolish he had been. «Do you lot know who I am?» he asked aloud.
«No, of course non», answered the inspector.» «I am the biggest liar on the Mississippi», Mark Twain told him.
"ROBIN HOOD AND THE GOLDEN ARROW"
Robin Hood was a legendary hero who was well known and loved by the poor people of England. He lived in a forest far from the towns, and when the poor were oppressed past the rich, he helped them by giving them food and shelter. The sheriffs tried to arrest him but they did not succeed in doing so.
Once the sheriff of North. decided to organize a shooting contest in order to catch him because he knew Robin Hood to be a very expert shot and was sure that he would have office in the contest past all means. The prize was a golden pointer.
On learning almost the forthcoming contest Robin Hood gathered his men and discussed whether they should take function in it. Finally it was decided that although the risk of participating in the contest was neat, they should all become, Robin Hood amidst them.
The twenty-four hours of the contest was fine and clear. The boondocks was busy with flags, and field for the contest was full of people. The sheriff looked for Robin Hood and his men everywhere. He knew that they were always dressed in green. To his disappointment, all the same, he could not find anybody who looked like them. The contest was won past a young man dressed in carmine, who had come from a village with a whole company of young men.
After receiving the prize the fellow left the town, and nobody ever thought that information technology was Robin Hood. While leaving the town Robin Hood shot an arrow through the sheriff's open window. There was a paper fastened to it with the following words: «Robin Hood thanks the sheriff for the Golden Arrow.»
Источник: Spoken English. Интенсивный курс английской разговорной речи
Год выпуска: 1991 Автор: Ханникова Л. Н.
Source: https://fortee.ru/2011/11/27/short-stories-for-reading/
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