This old story is about an old man and a clever monkey. Aesop, a Greek writer first told the story many years ago. This monkey belonged to the old man. The old man likes the garden very much. When birds came to the garden the monkey chased them away. He also helped the old man in many other ways. The old man often fell asleep during the day in his chair. Then the monkey sat at the old man’s side and chased the flies away from the old man’s face.
One hot afternoon in the summer, the old man was asleep in his chair. A fly came and sat on the end of the old man’s face. The monkey chased it away. Soon the fly came back and sat on the old man’s face again. The monkey chased it away. This continued about four or five times. The monkey at last became very angry. He jumped up, ran to the garden, and picked up a large stone. The next time when the fly sat on the old man’s face, the monkey hit it hard with the stone. He killed the fly. But unfortunatel
A. drive out
B. get rid of
C. catch up with
D. keep up with
This old story is about an old man and a clever monkey. Aesop, a Greek writer first told the story many years ago. This monkey belonged to the old man. The old man likes the garden very much. When birds came to the garden the monkey chased them away. He also helped the old man in many other ways. The old man often fell asleep during the day in his chair. Then the monkey sat at the old man’s side and chased the flies away from the old man’s face.
One hot afternoon in the summer, the old man was asleep in his chair. A fly came and sat on the end of the old man’s face. The monkey chased it away. Soon the fly came back and sat on the old man’s face again. The monkey chased it away. This continued about four or five times. The monkey at last became very angry. He jumped up, ran to the garden, and picked up a large stone. The next time when the fly sat on the old man’s face, the monkey hit it hard with the stone. He killed the fly. But unfortunatel
A. to fight the death
B. to put the fly to death
C. to hit at a mark
D. to strike the old man on the face
| A very strange old man used to live in
our town. He didn’t do anything as the rest of people did. He lived alone and
didn’t talk to anybody. He liked to walk in the woods where there were no roads,
following the narrow paths made by animals. People were afraid of him. They
thought he was crazy and might do something terrible, like hurting one of the
children. One day a little boy disappeared. His parents looked for him for hours, and finally the whole town started a search of the woods. Some people thought the strange old man had taken the child away. Several hours later, the boy was found, very cold and hungry, and it was the old man, who knew the woods so well, who had found him. After that, he still lived alone and walked in the woods, but no one was afraid of him any more. |
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