TEXT. ANNE MEETS HER GLASSThe child

TEXT. ANNE MEETS HER GLASS
The children fixed their eyes upon me. Anne gazed back, feeling helpless.
"Now, children," began Miss Enderby firmly, "you are very, very lucky this term to have Miss Lacey for your new teacher."
Anne gave a watery smile. The Children's faces were unmoved.
"Miss Lacey," repeated Miss Enderby with emphasis. "Can you say that?"
"Miss Lacey," chorused the class obediently.
"Perhaps you could say 'Good morning' to your new teacher?" suggested Miss Enderby in an imperative tone.
"Good morning. Miss Lacey," came the polite chorus.
"Good morning, children," responded Anne in a voice which bore no resemblance to her own.
Miss Enderby motioned to the children to take their seats. "I should give out paper and coloured pencils," said Miss Enderby, "as soon as you've called the register. Keep them busy while you're finding your way about the cupboards and so on."
She gave a swift look round the class. "I expect you to help Miss Lacey in every way," said the headmistress. "D'you hear me, Arnold?"
The little boy addressed, who had been crossing and uncrossing his eyes in an ugly manner for the enjoyment of his neighbours, looked suitably crest-fallen.
"If I were you, I should keep an eye on that boy," murmured Miss Enderby. "Broken home — brother in Borstal — and some rather dreadful habits!"
Anne looked with fresh interest at Arnold and thought he looked quite different from what Miss Enderby said about him. Far too innocent and apple-cheeked to have such a record. But even as she looked, she saw his pink face express his scorn of Miss Enderby who was giving her final messages to the new teacher.
"Break at ten forty-five, dear," said the headmistress. "Come straight to the staff room. I will wait there till you join us. I will introduce you to those you didn't meet on your first visit How do you like the idea of having a cup of tea then? We need rest after all. If there's anything that puzzles you, I shall be in my room. You can depend on me. Just send a message by one of the children."
She made her way to the door and waited before it, eyebrows raised as she turned her gaze upon the children. They gazed back in some bewilderment
"Is no one going to remember his manners?" asked Miss Enderby.
With a nervous start Anne hastened forward to the door, but was waved back by a movement of her headmistress's hand. A dozen or more children made a rush to open the door. A freckled girl with two skinny red plaits was the first to drag open the door. She was rewarded by a smile.
"Thank you, dear, thank you," said Miss Enderby and sailed majestically into the corridor. There came a faint sigh of relief as the door closed behind her, and the forty-six tongues which had so far kept unnaturally silent began to wag cheerfully. Anne watched this change with some dismay. She remembered with sudden relief some advice given her at college in just such a situation.
"Stand quite still, be quite calm, and gradually the children will become conscious that you are waiting. Never, never attempt to shout them down."
So Anne stood her ground waiting for the chattering to subside. But the noise grew in volume as conversations became more animated. One or two children ran across the room to see their distant friends. Two little boys attacked each other. A child with birthday cards was displaying their beauties to an admiring crowd round her desk. Arnold had removed his blue pullover and was attempting to pull his shirt over his head, in order to show his friends a scar on his shoulderblade.
Amidst growing chaos Anne remained silent. She looked at the clock which jerked from one minute to the next and decided to let it leap once more before she abandoned hope.
One crumb of comfort, if comfort it could be called, remained with her. This was an outburst of natural high spirits. Her presence, she noted, meant nothing at all to them.
A chair fell over, someone yelped with pain, there was a burst of laughter, and Anne saw the clock jump to another minute. Anne advanced into action.
"To your desks!" she roared, "And quickly!"
With a pleasurable shock she saw her words obeyed. Within a minute order had returned. Refreshed by the break the children turned attentive eyes upon her.
Anne's self-esteem crept back.

Результаты (английский) 1:

TEXT. ANNE MEETS HER GLASSThe children fixed their eyes upon me. Anne gazed back, feeling helpless."Now, children," began Miss Enderby country firmly, "you are very, very lucky this term to have Miss Lacey for your new teacher."Anne gave a watery smile. The children's faces were unmoved."Miss Lacey," repeated Miss Enderby country with emphasis. "Can you say that?""Miss Lacey," chorused the class obediently."Perhaps you could say ' Good morning ' to your new teacher?" suggested Miss Enderby country in an imperative tone.Good morning. Miss Lacey, "came the polite chorus."Good morning, children," Anne responded in a voice which bore no resemblance to her own.Miss Enderby country motioned to the children to take their seats. "I should give out paper and coloured pencils," said Miss Enderby country "as soon as you've called the register. Keep them busy while you're finding your way about the cupboards and so on. "She gave a swift look round the class. "I expect you to help Miss Lacey in every way," said the headmistress's photo. "D'you hear me, Arnold?"The little boy addressed, who had been crossing and uncrossing his eyes in an ugly manner for the enjoyment of his neighbours, looked suitably crest-fallen."If I were you, I should keep an eye on that boy," murmured Miss Enderby country. "Broken home-brother in Borstal — and some rather dreadful habits!"Anne looked with fresh interest at Arnold and thought he looked quite different from what Miss Enderby country said about him. Far too innocent and apple-cheeked to have such a record. But even as she looked, she saw his pink face express his scorn of Miss Enderby country who was giving her final messages to the new teacher."Break at ten forty-five, dear," said the headmistress's photo. "Come straight to the staff room. I will wait there till you join us. I will introduce you to those you didn't meet on your first visit How do you like the idea of having a cup of tea then? We need a rest after all. If there's anything that puzzles you, I shall be in my room. You can depend on me. Just send a message by one of the children. "She made her way to the door and waited before it, eyebrows raised as she turned her gaze upon the children. They gazed back in some bewilderment"No one Is going to remember his manners?" asked Miss Enderby country.With a "nervous start Anne hastened forward to the door, but was waved back by a movement of her hand headmistress's. A dozen or more children made a rush to open the door. A freckled girl with two skinny red plaits was the first to drag open the door. She was rewarded by a smile."Thank you, thank you, dear," said Miss Enderby country and has sailed majestically into the corridor. There came a faint sigh of relief as the door closed behind her, and the forty-six tongues which had so far kept unnaturally silent began to wag cheerfully. Anne watched this change with some dismay. She remembered with sudden relief some advice given her at college in just such a situation."Stand quite still, be quite calm, and gradually the children will become conscious that you are waiting. Never, never attempt to shout them down. "So Anne stood her ground waiting for the chattering to subside. But the noise grew in volume as conversations became more animated. One or two children ran across the room to see their distant friends. Two little boys attacked each other. A child with birthday cards was displaying their beauties to an admiring crowd round her desk. Arnold had removed his blue pullover and was attempting to pull his shirt over his head, in order to show his friends a scar on his shoulderblade.Amidst growing chaos Anne remained silent. She looked at the clock which jerked from one minute to the next and decided to let it leap once more before she abandoned hope.One drjulianbashir of comfort, if it could be called comfort, remained with her. This was an outburst of natural high spirits. Her presence, she noted, meant nothing at all to them.A chair fell over, someone yelped with pain, there was a burst of laughter, and Anne saw the clock jump to another minute. Anne advanced into action."To your desks!" she roared, "And quickly!"With a pleasurable shock she saw her words obeyed. Within a minute order had returned. Refreshed by the break the children turned attentive eyes upon her.Anne's self-esteem crept back.

Результаты (английский) 2:

TEXT. MEETS HER GLASS ANNE
The children fixed their eyes upon me. Gazed back Anne, feeling helpless.
"Now, children," began Miss Enderby firmly, "you are very, very lucky to have this term Miss Lacey for your new teacher."
Anne gave a watery smile. Children's faces The were unmoved.
"Miss Lacey," repeated Miss Enderby with emphasis. "Can you say that?"
"Miss Lacey," chorused the class obediently.
"Perhaps you could say 'Good morning' to your new teacher?" suggested Miss Enderby in an imperative tone.
"Good morning. Miss Lacey," came the polite chorus.
"Good morning, children," responded Anne in a voice which bore no resemblance to her own.
Miss Enderby motioned to the children to take their seats. "I should give out paper and pencils coloured," said Miss Enderby, "as soon as you've called the register. Keep them busy while you're finding your way about the cupboards and so on."
She gave a swift look round the class. "I expect you to help Miss Lacey in every way," said the headmistress. "D'you hear me, Arnold?"
The little boy addressed, who had been crossing and uncrossing his eyes in an ugly manner for the enjoyment of his neighbours, looked crest-fallen suitably.
"If I were you, I should keep an eye on that boy, "murmured Miss Enderby. "Broken home - brother in Borstal - and some rather dreadful habits!"
Anne looked with fresh interest at Arnold and thought he looked quite different from what Miss Enderby said about him. Far too innocent and apple-cheeked to have such a record. Even as she But looked, she saw his pink face express his scorn of Miss Enderby who was giving her final messages to the new teacher.
"Break at ten forty-five, dear," said the headmistress. "Come straight to the staff room. I will wait there till you join us. I will introduce you to those you did not meet on your first visit How do you like the idea of having a cup of tea then? We need rest after all. If there's anything that puzzles you, I shall be in my room. You can depend on me. Just send a message by one of the children.
"She made ​​her way to the door and waited before it, eyebrows raised as she turned her gaze upon the children. Gazed back in They some bewilderment
"Is no one going to remember his manners?" Miss Enderby asked.
With a nervous start Anne hastened forward to the door, but was waved back by a movement of her headmistress's hand. A dozen or more children made ​​a rush to open the door. A freckled girl with two skinny red plaits was the first to drag open the door. Was rewarded by She a smile.
"Thank The Following you, dear, thank you," said Miss Enderby and sailed majestically into the corridor. There came a faint sigh of relief as the door closed behind her, and the forty-six tongues which had so far kept unnaturally silent began to wag cheerfully. Anne watched this change with some dismay. She remembered with sudden relief some advice given her at college in just such a situation.
"Stand quite still, be quite calm, and gradually the children will become conscious that you are waiting. Never, never attempt to shout them down."
So Anne stood her ground waiting for the chattering to subside. But the noise grew in volume as conversations became more animated. One or two children ran across the room to see their distant friends. Two little boys attacked each other. A child with birthday cards was displaying their beauties to an admiring crowd round her desk. Had removed his Arnold blue pullover and was attempting to pull his shirt over his head, in order to show his friends a scar on his shoulderblade.
Amidst growing chaos Anne remained silent. He looked at the She clock which jerked from one minute to the next and decided to let it leap once more before she abandoned hope.
One crumb of comfort, comfort if it could be called, remained with her. This was an outburst of natural high spirits. Presence Her, she noted, meant nothing at all to them.
A chair fell over, someone yelped with pain, there was a burst of laughter, and Anne saw the clock jump to another minute. Advanced into action Anne.
"To your desks!" He roared she, "And quickly!"
With a pleasurable shock she saw her words obeyed. Within a minute order had returned. By the break Refreshed the children attentive eyes turned upon her.
Anne's self-esteem crept back.

Результаты (английский) 3:

text. ANNE MEETS her glass
children fixed their eyes upon me. anne gazed back, feeling helpless.
"now, children," little miss Enderby firmly, "you are very, very lucky this term to have miss! for your new teacher."
anne gave a watery smile. the children's faces were unmoved.
"miss!" repeated miss Enderby with emphasis. " can you say that? "
"miss!,"chorused the class obediently.
" perhaps you could say 'good morning' to your new teacher? " suggested miss Enderby in an imperative that. - good morning. miss! "came the back chorus.
" good morning, children, "loyal anne in a voice which bore no resemblance to her own.
miss Enderby motioned to the children to take their seats." i should give out paper and with pencils,"i miss Enderby," as soon as you've called the register. keep them busy while you're finding your way in the us and so on. "
she gave a swift look round the class." i expect you to help miss! in every way, "said the headmistress." d 'you hear me, arnold?
the little boy who had been addressed, and uncrossing crossing his eyes in a in manner for the enjoyment of his so...looked suitably crest - fallen.
"if i were you, i should keep an eye on that boy," murmured miss Enderby. " broken home brother in Borstal - and some rather dreadful socialist point of view. "
anne looked with fresh interest at arnold and thought he looked quite different from what miss Enderby said about him. far too innocent and apple - cheeked to have such a record. but even as she looked.she saw his pink face. his scorn of miss Enderby who was giving her final messages to the new teacher.
"break at ten forty - five, dear," said the headmistress. " come straight to the hotel room. i will wait there till you join us. i will introduce you to those you didn't meet on your first visit how do you like the idea of having a cup of tea then? we need rest after all.if there's anything that puzzles you, i shall be in my room. you can depend on me. just send a message by one of the children. ". she made her way to the door and extra fees before it, eyebrows raised as she turned her gaze upon the children. they gazed back in some bewilderment
"is no one going to remember his manners?" asked miss Enderby.
with a nervous start anne hastened forward to the door.it was waved back by a movement of her headmistress's hand. a dozen or more children made a rush to open the door. a freckled girl with two skinny red plaits was the first to drag open the door. she was rewarded by a smile. "" thank you, dear, thank you, "said miss Enderby and sailed majestically into the coffee. there came a faint sigh of relief as the door closed behind her.and the forty six montenegro which had so far kept unnaturally silent began to wag cheerfully. anne watched this change with some dismay. she remembered with sudden relief some advice given her at college in just such a situation.
"stand very still, be quite large, and gradually the children will become conscious that you are waiting. never, never attempt to shout them down. ""so anne stood her ground waiting for the chattering to subside. but the noise grew in volume as sites became more jmb. one or two children ran across the room to see the distant friends. two little boys attacked each other. a child with birthday cards were displaying their beauties to an banks crowd round her desk.arnold had removed his blue pullover and was trying to pull his shirt over his head, in order to show his friends a scar on his shoulderblade.
Amidst growing (anne remained silent. she looked at the clock which jerked from one area to the next and decided to let it leap once more before she bore hope.
one crumb of comfort, if all it could be called, remained with her.this was an outburst of natural high spirits. her presence, she noted, more nothing at all to them.
a chair fell over, someone yelped with pain, there was a burst of laughter, and anne saw the clock jump to another minute. anne advanced into action.
"to your desks!" she roared, "and quickly!"
with a pleasurable shock she saw her words obeyed. within a minute order had returned.Refreshed by the break the children were without eyes upon her. anne's self-esteem crept.