Question

Представьте что вы Том Сойер расскажите по английски как он и его друзья красили забор!

Answer 1

Tom appeared on the sidewalk with a bucket of lime and a long brush in his hands. He surveyed the fence, and every joy departed from him, and the spirit plunged into the deepest melancholy. Thirty yards of Board fence nine feet high! Life seemed empty and there is a heavy burden. Sighing, he dipped the brush into the bucket and held it on the top Board of the fence, repeated the operation did it again, compared the insignificant whitewashed streak with the boundless continent unpainted fence and sat on the fence under the tree completely depressed... He started thinking about how fun it was expecting to spend the day, and his sorrow was multiplied. Soon other boys would go from home to various interesting places and raise the Volume to laugh at what he was forced to work - one that thought burned him like fire. He pulled out all his treasures and made them inspection: broken toys, balls, stuff - maybe good at sharing, but hardly fit to buy at least one hour of complete freedom. And That again was removed in the pocket of your skinny capitals, leaving all thought about how to bribe the boys. But in this dark and hopeless moment it came to him inspiration. No more and no less than present dazzling inspiration!

He took the brush and continued slowly to work. Soon because of the angle it seemed to Ben Rogers - the boy, whose ridicule Is feared more than anything else. Gait Ben was light, Bouncing is a sure proof that his heart easily, and from the life he expects the best. He chewed Apple and from time to time uttered a long, melodious tone, followed by: "Ding-Dong-Dong, Ding-don-don," the lowest of tones, because Ben portrayed a steamer. Coming closer, he slackened speed, turned to the middle of the streets, lurched to starboard and began slowly to move towards the shore, diligently and with due importance, because it portrayed the "Big mo" and had a draught of nine feet. He was a ship captain, and steamship bell all together, and therefore imagined that stands on the bridge, he gave the command, and he himself was executed.

...That continues to whitewash the fence, not paying to ship any attention. Ben stared at him and said, " yeah, got caught, got to the pier!

There was no answer. Tom saw her last smear the eyes of the artist, then again gently ran the brush over the fence and down, admiring the results. Ben walked over and stood beside him. Tom swallowed, so he wanted Apple, but worked hard.

Ben said:
"What, old man, have to work, eh?

Tom turned around and said:
"Oh, it's you, Ben? I didn't notice.
"Listen, I'm going to bathe. And you don't want? No, you certainly will work? Well, of course, work more interesting.

Tom looked at Ben and asked:
- What do you call work?
And it do not work?

Tom went on whitewashing, and answered carelessly:
- Well, maybe, work, and might not work. I know only one thing - Tom Sawyer she likes.
"Ah, come on, so if you like to wash!

The brush still evenly moved along the fence.
- Like? And why not? I suppose it's not every day our brother goes to whitewash the fence.

After that, the whole thing presented itself in a new light. Ben stopped chewing an Apple. Tom gently took the brush back and forth, stopping occasionally to admire the result, added a DAB of another, again admired the result, and Ben watched his every move, showing more and more interest in the case. Suddenly he said:

"Hey, Tom, let me whitewash a little.

Tom thought at first as if he was ready to agree, and then suddenly changed his mind:
"No, Ben, you still won't work. Aunt Polly shakes right over the fence; you see, he goes out on the street - if it was that side that the yard, she would have said not a word, Yes, and me too. She shakes right over the fence. Know how to wash? In my opinion, isn't one boy in a thousand, or two thousand will be able to whiten it.
- What are you? Hey, let try, at least a little bit. That I would let you if you were in my place.
Ben, I would be happy, honest Indian! Why how to be with aunt Polly? Jim also wanted to paint, and it is not allowed. Sid wanted, she and CID not allowed. See, what works? Let's take you to whitewash the fence, and suddenly something...
- Yes that you, Tom, I'll try. Well, let me go, I'll try. Listen, I'll give you the middle of the Apple.
"Well, okay.. no, Ben, don't bother. I'm afraid of.
I all the Apple will give you!

Answer 2

Certainly! Here's a fictional account of Tom Sawyer describing how he and his friends painted the fence in English:

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Well now, let me tell you 'bout the time me and my buddies decided to paint that ol' fence. It was a fine summer day in St. Petersburg, the sun shining bright, and we had a task ahead that didn't sound too excitin' at first.

You see, Aunt Polly had ordered me to whitewash the fence, and that's not the kind of adventure I had in mind. But then, I had this brilliant idea - why do the work myself when I can get others to do it for me?

So, I swaggered up to that fence, paint bucket in hand, lookin' all serious-like. And wouldn't you know it, my pals came wanderin' by, full of curiosity. There was Joe Harper, Ben Rogers, and a couple more fellas. I knew I had 'em hooked.

I looked at that fence like it was the most interestin' thing in the world, talkin' 'bout how Aunt Polly trusted me with such an important task. Joe and Ben's eyes widened, and they started feelin' sorry they weren't in my shoes.

I took that paintbrush and started puttin' on the first strokes, all slow and deliberate. Acted like it was the best job in the world, whistlin' a little tune. Joe, bein' the first victim, couldn't resist askin' if he could try it. I put on my most reluctant face and finally agreed, like I was doin' him a favor.

Next thing you know, he's paintin' away, and I'm supervisin', givin' him tips on how to do it just right. Meanwhile, the other kids are watchin', gettin' more and more jealous of Joe's newfound privilege.

And so it went, one by one, they all took turns, each thinkin' they were the luckiest to get such an important task. I even managed to get some small treasures in exchange - apples, a few marbles, and even a fishin' hook. All for the privilege of paintin' Aunt Polly's fence!

By the time they were all done, that fence looked better than ever, and I had a pocket full of treasures. All it took was a little imagination and the art of persuasion. Tom Sawyer, master fence-painter, they called me. Sometimes, it's not the work you do, but how you make it look that matters most!