моя будущая профессия — воспитатель

моя будущая профессия — воспитатель. Мне нравится общество детей, их искренность, непосредственность и любознательность. Когда по утрам, мамы и папы убегают на работу, наспех втолкнув малыша в дверь сада, он чувствует себя брошенным. Воспитательница ласково берет его за руку, гладит по головке, промокает своим ароматным платочком заплаканные глазки, и отводит в группу к остальным детям. Ребенок, всхлипывая, улыбается и включается в игру.

Он доверяется воспитательнице и впускает ее в свое маленькое сердечко. Это драгоценное, детское доверие может заслужить только человеческая доброта, искренность, терпение и безграничная любовь

Результаты (английский) 1:

my future profession is teacher. I like children, their sincerity, spontaneity and curiosity. When in the morning, mom and dad escape to work hastily swept the kid at the door of the garden, he feels abandoned. The teacher gently takes his hand, patting on the back, soak their aromatic watery eyes, a kerchief, and takes him to the group to the rest of the children. Child, Sniffling, smiles and is included in the game. He trusted to do housework and admits it in his little heart. This precious baby, trust can be earned only human kindness, sincerity, patience and boundless love

Результаты (английский) 2:

my future profession - teacher. I enjoy the company of children, their sincerity, spontaneity and curiosity. When in the morning, Mom and Dad run off to work hastily Pushing the baby at the door of the garden, he feels abandoned. The teacher gently takes his hand, pat on the back, fragrant soak through his tear-stained eyes with a handkerchief, and puts the group to the rest of the children. The child, sobbing, smiling, and is included in the game. He trusted educator and admits it in his little heart. This precious baby deserve the trust could only human kindness, sincerity, patience and boundless love

Результаты (английский) 3:

My future profession is the educator. I like society of children, their sincerity, spontaneity and curiosity. When in the morning, dad and pope ran away to work, rush de-aeration tank by pushing your baby in the door garden,He feels abandoned. Sos amusing takes his hand away, he distracts himself on the head, its fragrant промокает платочком eyes not seen his son for five years, and moves to the group to the other children. A child, всхлипывая,Smiling and engaged in the game.

it this time however, by assigning predetermined roles and big gulp it in its small heart. This is precious, baby trust can earn only the human warmth, sincerity,Patience and boundless love