English Pronunciation Worksheet Page 6

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[
] Busy in the kitchen
[
] Weeding's not for me!
Billy:
Mummy! Are you busy?
Peter: This is the season for weeds. We'll
Mother: Yes, I 'm in the kitchen.
each weed three metres before tea,
Billy:
Can I go swimming in
easily.
Chichester with Jim this
Celia: Do we kneel? My knees are weak.
morning?
Do you mean all these?
Mother: Jim?
Peter: Celia, my sweet, those aren't weeds,
Billy:
Jim English. He's living with
those are seedlings. Beans, peas and
Mr. and Mrs. Willis in the village
leeks. Can't you see?
- Spring Cottage.
Celia: If they're green they're weeds to me.
Mother: Isn't it a bit chilly to go
But I agree, Peter - weeding’s not for
swimming?
me!
Billy:
What's this? Can I pinch a bit of
Peter: Well, let me see. May be we'll leave
it?
the weeds. You see these leaves? If
Mother: Oh, Billy, you little pig! It's
you sweep them into a heap under
figgy pudding. Get your fingers
that tree I'll see to the tea.
out of it!
Celia: Pete, my feet are freezing. You
Billy:
Women are so silly! I only
sweep the leaves. I'll see to the tea!
dipped a little finger in.
Mother: Well, it's filthy little finger. Here,
tip this chicken skin into the bin
and I'll give you a biscuit.
[
] The end of the adventure
[
] Crackle, crackle, Galactic Static
Ken: Ted, Thank heaven!
Gran: Jack, Do you have to bang and slam on
I was getting desperate.
that piano like that? Jack: I'm practicing
Ted:
Hello there, Ken.
for our new album. It's
Where are Jeff and the rest
smashing.
of the men?
Gran: An album? You mean that racket you
Ken: They left me in the tent with some
and your gang bash out?
eggs and some bread, and off they
Jack: We're not a gang, we're a fantastic jazz
went.
band. Sally and Janet, me on the piano,
Ted:
Where were they heading?
Ken: West. In that direction. They said
Alec on the sax - the Galactic Static. It'll
they'd bury the treasure under the dead
be an absolute smash hit.
elm – you remember, by the bend in
Gran: The Galactic Racket, if you ask me.
the fence - and get back by sunset.
And you'll smash is Granddad’s piano.
Ted:
All ten of them went?
Jack: Gran, we have talent. We're cool cats,
Ken: They said the chest was heavy.
man. Crackle, crackle, Galactic Static!
Ted:
They left - when?
Gran: The young man's mad. Here. I've made
Ken: Yesterday, between ten and eleven.
you a fat ham sandwich and a crab-
Ted:
And you let them?
apple jam flan.
Ken: There were ten of them....
Jack: Ah, Gran, you may not understand jazz
Ted:
Well, my friend, I reckon that's the end
but your flans are fab.
Of the adventure. We'll never see the
treasure chest or any of those ten men
again.
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