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В моей стране самые популярные школы это: Казахско-турецкий лицей, Гимназия №134,Школа-лицей №131 им.Б.Момышулы,гиммназия №159 им. Ы.Алтынсарина,Гимназия № 105 им. О.Жандосова.( Казахстан)
In my country, the most popular schools are: Kazakh-Turkish Lyceum, Gymnasium No. 134, School-Lyceum No. 131 named after B.Momyshuly, gymnasium No. 159 named after. Y. Altynsarin, Grammar school number 105 of them. O. Zhandosova. (Kazakhstan)
I think not, because boys and girls should learn to do chores and boys more courageous work. But nowadays there is a subject like: Artistic work, in which girls study one and boys to another. Therefore, it is meaningless to divide schools into: a school for girls, a school for boys, 1 item is enough. After all, no matter what sex you are, everyone has the right to a good education.
Я считаю что нет, потому что мальчики и девочки должны учиться делать дела по хозяйству, а мальчики более мужественные работы. Но в наше время есть предмет как : Художественный труд, на котором девочки учатся одному, а мальчики другому. Поэтому бессмысленно разделять школы на: школа для девочек, школы для мальчиков, достаточно 1 предмета. Ведь неважно какого ты пола, все имеют право на хорошее образование.
I think not, because boys and girls should learn to do chores and boys more courageous work. But nowadays there is a subject like: Artistic work, in which girls study one and boys to another. Therefore, it is meaningless to divide schools into: a school for girls, a school for boys, 1 item is enough. After all, no matter what sex you are, everyone has the right to a good education.
I had celebrated my last birthday in a very unusual way. I wanted to invite my friends for the party and birthday cake, and we were already planning all the details with my mother, but over sudden my small sister got seriously sick, and emergency took her with my mother to the hospital two days before my birthday. I felt myself lost, extremely worried about my sister, and helpless. All of my friends were already invited to the party and I didn’t know what to do. I called my best friend to talk about my problems and cancel the party, but he told me: “Let’s take the cake and go to the hospital!” Why didn’t I think about it myself? I called all my friends and asked them what did they think about the party in the hospital – and they all agreed to this plan. My father arranged the cake in the hospital, and some balloons for decoration, and also he invited a funny clown for all the children. The party was short, but very nice and filled with joy and happiness. We were playing games, laughing and eating my birthday cake, and I was very happy to be with my family, friends, and all the children from the hospital.
