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аяшка3

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Iwant to be a journalist i decided to be a journalist. i think it is an interesting and useful profession. i like to watch tv, listen to the radio, read newspapers and magazines. i like everything which connected with mass media. i have a hobby. my friends and i are publishing a small newspaper once a month in our school. we write articles about school events, life of young people, jokes, draw pictures and caricatures. my favourite school subjects are history and literature. i like the profession of a journalist. they meet many people. they try to understand what is going on in the world, or the country, or the city and try to explain it to other people. i think that the work of a journalist is very much like that of historian. a historian studies and tries to explain events of the past and a journalist does the same about the present. but for me to be a journalist is much more interesting than to be a historian because you deal with real events that are happening right now so you can even influence them. so journalists can influence the history. that is why i want to be a journalist.

sashokko

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Many years ago, in a distant russian village, there lived a peasant, by name akem, with his wife masha; they lived in a small wooden hut, where they spent their days in love and harmony; but children had they none. this was a very sore point with both of them, they used to sit by the window or at the door of their little hut looking at their neighbours' children playing about, and wished that they had some of their own; but finding that it was no use wishing, they at last became sad in their old age.one cold winter's day, when the snow lay thick upon the uneven country roads, and the little village boys were running about throwing snowballs to keep themselves warm, and making snowmen and women, old akem and masha sat by their window looking at them in silence. suddenly akem looked up at his wife, and said, laughing, "masha, what do you say to coming out into the road and making ourselves a snowman or woman, like those little boys yonder? " masha laughed, too, it seemed such a queer thing to do at their time of life! "yes, if you like," she replied; "let us go, it may cheer us up a bit; but i don't see why we should make a snowman or woman, let us rather make a child out of snow, as providence does not seem to wish us to have a real one! " "i do believe you are getting quite clever in your old age, masha! come along, then, and let us set to work." off went the old couple, laughing at themselves all the while, and sure enough they commenced making a snow child! they made the legs, arms, hands, feet, and a snowball for the head. "what, in the name of wonder, are you up to? " exclaimed a passerby, stopping suddenly in front of the two old people. "a snow child! " laughed masha, as she began to explain everything to the stranger. "may the saints help you! " said he, as he went his way. when they had got the legs, arms, hands, feet, and head fixed up together, akem began making the nose, two holes for the eyes, and was just drawing a small line for the mouth, when he suddenly, much to his surprise, felt warm breath come out of it. he took his hand away quickly, and on looking up at the two holes made for the eyes, beheld two real, beautiful blue eyes; the lips became full and rosy, and as for the nose, it was the dearest little nose ever seen.