There were two boys in a class who were friends. They were together
everywhere. Everybody considered them as good friends. Peter was good at
studying but Nick studied a little worse especially in mathematics.
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Nick’s mother was sick for a long time and he did his best not to upset
her. At that time there was a math test. Peter did the test quickly and when he
saw that Nick didn’t do the task he wrote the solution on a piece of paper and thrown
it to him. Nick didn’t know what to do for some time but the thought of the
sick mother overcame his conscience. He wrote the test and gave it to the
teacher. Nick was in a bad mood all day and his mother noticed it but her son
didn’t tell her anything. The next day the teacher was telling the results. She
praised those students who had written the test well especially she was happy
about Nick :” You pleased me very much, Nick”, she said. Nick took his notebook
but he couldn’t look in the teacher’s eyes because he was ashamed. At the next
desk cried Kate because she’s got “2”. The lesson was almost over when Nick
suddenly stood up, went to the teacher and said:”Olga Nikolayevna grade my work
as “2”, “5” isn’t my mark, I have copied the test”. The teacher looked at him
kindly and said:”The truth lives with good people”. It’s very good that you’ve
understood everything”. She corrected the mark and Nick carried his notebook as
if he got “5”, not “2”.</span>
Ello, Santa. I want a book for the new year 2018. The book is a very good gift. I was well behaved, this year.
Forty minutes of the fourth
I called him yesterday.
He hasn't talked with him for a long time.
You have never seen a ghost.
They read this detective last summer.
