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LnR 004 Listen and Repeat (Replay)
Dialogue:
A: It's getting colder now, isn't it?
B: Yeah, maybe it'll snow! I love snow!
A: Not me! I hate snow. It's so dangerous to drive on it.
B: Yeah, well, I can't argue with that. A lot of people don't know how to drive on snow.
A: By the way, how was your Thanksgiving?
B: It was nice. We went to my grandma's house, as usual. She roasted the turkey and made mashed potatoes, and my mom and aunts brought veggies and desserts.
A: Sounds nice. Did you have pumpkin pie?
B: Of course! My Aunt Claudia always brings three pumpkin pies. We watched the Macy's Thanksgiving Parade together, then had Thanksgiving dinner, then watched the football game. What did you do?
A: Oh, man, I had bad luck. My boss made me work at the convenience store Thursday. I got home in time to watch the end of the football game. I'm going to Mom and Dad's house on Sunday for a late Thanksgiving dinner.
B: Oh well, at least you got paid time-and-a-half for overtime.
A: Yeah, that's the good part.
From Anne of Green Gables by Lucy Maud Montgomery
http://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/45
She was sitting there one afternoon in early June. The sun was coming in at the window warm and bright; the orchard on the slope below the house was in a bridal flush of pinky-white bloom, hummed over by a myriad of bees. Thomas Lynde—a meek little man whom Avonlea people called "Rachel Lynde's husband"—was sowing his late turnip seed on the hill field beyond the barn; and Matthew Cuthbert ought to have been sowing his on the big red brook field away over by Green Gables. Mrs. Rachel knew that he ought because she had heard him tell Peter Morrison the evening before in William J. Blair's store over at Carmody that he meant to sow his turnip seed the next afternoon. Peter had asked him, of course, for Matthew Cuthbert had never been known to volunteer information about anything in his whole life.
And yet here was Matthew Cuthbert, at half-past three on the afternoon of a busy day, placidly driving over the hollow and up the hill; moreover, he wore a white collar and his best suit of clothes, which was plain proof that he was going out of Avonlea; and he had the buggy and the sorrel mare, which betokened that he was going a considerable distance. Now, where was Matthew Cuthbert going and why was he going there?
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LnR 004 Listen and Repeat (Replay)
Dialogue:
A: It's getting colder now, isn't it?
B: Yeah, maybe it'll snow! I love snow!
A: Not me! I hate snow. It's so dangerous to drive on it.
B: Yeah, well, I can't argue with that. A lot of people don't know how to drive on snow.
A: By the way, how was your Thanksgiving?
B: It was nice. We went to my grandma's house, as usual. She roasted the turkey and made mashed potatoes, and my mom and aunts brought veggies and desserts.
A: Sounds nice. Did you have pumpkin pie?
B: Of course! My Aunt Claudia always brings three pumpkin pies. We watched the Macy's Thanksgiving Parade together, then had Thanksgiving dinner, then watched the football game. What did you do?
A: Oh, man, I had bad luck. My boss made me work at the convenience store Thursday. I got home in time to watch the end of the football game. I'm going to Mom and Dad's house on Sunday for a late Thanksgiving dinner.
B: Oh well, at least you got paid time-and-a-half for overtime.
A: Yeah, that's the good part.
From Anne of Green Gables by Lucy Maud Montgomery
http://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/45
She was sitting there one afternoon in early June. The sun was coming in at the window warm and bright; the orchard on the slope below the house was in a bridal flush of pinky-white bloom, hummed over by a myriad of bees. Thomas Lynde—a meek little man whom Avonlea people called "Rachel Lynde's husband"—was sowing his late turnip seed on the hill field beyond the barn; and Matthew Cuthbert ought to have been sowing his on the big red brook field away over by Green Gables. Mrs. Rachel knew that he ought because she had heard him tell Peter Morrison the evening before in William J. Blair's store over at Carmody that he meant to sow his turnip seed the next afternoon. Peter had asked him, of course, for Matthew Cuthbert had never been known to volunteer information about anything in his whole life.
And yet here was Matthew Cuthbert, at half-past three on the afternoon of a busy day, placidly driving over the hollow and up the hill; moreover, he wore a white collar and his best suit of clothes, which was plain proof that he was going out of Avonlea; and he had the buggy and the sorrel mare, which betokened that he was going a considerable distance. Now, where was Matthew Cuthbert going and why was he going there?
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