An English club has been organized at the Vykhino Longevity Center to improve the use of the languag

     In this club we read books in English and talk only in English. Also we sing the songs, such as Beatles. For example I like their song 'Yesterday'. 

     The leader of our club suggested that we learn another song. 

      The author this song, Peter Freudenthaler, said that he wrote the song on a Sunday afternoon when he was waiting for his girlfriend. "Lemon Tree" was released as a single in November 1995 and became an international hit the following year. The song reached number 26 on the UK Singles Chart.

                                                                Here are the words to this song.

                    When I was just a lad of ten, my father said to me,

                   'Come here and take a lesson from the lovely lemon tree.'

                    'Don't put your faith in love, my boy", my father said to me,

                    I fear you'll find that love is like the lovely lemon tree.'

                                    'Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet.

                                    But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.                         

                                    Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet.

                                   But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.'

One day beneath the lemon tree, my love and I did lie.

A girl so sweet that when she smiled the stars rose in the sky.

We passed that summer lost in love beneath the lemon tree.

The music of her laughter hid my father's words from me.

                                  Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet.

                                  But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.

                                  Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet

                                  But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.

One day she left without a word. She took away the sun.

And in the dark she left behind,  I knew what she had done.

 She'd left me for another, it's a common tale but true.

A sadder man but wiser now I sing these words to you.

                            'Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet

                            But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.

                            Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet

                             But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.'

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Alissa′s story

­­­­­­­­­­­­     Alissa is reading. Her father calls to her.
     ′Alissa! Alissa!′ Alissa runs to the door. There is a car outside the house. Her father is talking to a fat man.
     ′This is Alissa. She reads all day,′ her father says. The two men laugh.
     ′Alissa,′ her father says. ′My friend has work for you in the city. There isn′t any work here in the village. You must go with him.′
      The fat man smiles at Alissa. ′How old are you?′ he asks.
      ′I′m twelve,′ she says.
      The fat man laugh again. Alissa doesn′t like him. She doesn′t want to go with this man. She wants to go to scool in the village. She likes school. She likes reading.­
      ′Your mother is packing your things. You must go to the city,′ her father says. The fat man gives some money to Alissa′s father. Alissa′s father is pleased and happy. Alisse is angre and afraid.
     Alissa does not want to go with man. But she must obey her father.
     Alissa and fat man arrive in the city. They drive to a house. A thin man comes to the door. The two men talk.
     ′Here is your room,′ the thin man says to Alissa. He points to a door under the steps.
     Alissa goes into the room. The room is small and dark. It is her new home.
     The next morning, the thin man takes Alissa into the house. ′This is Alissa′, the man says to his wife. ′She likes reading.′ They laugh. Suddenly the woman shouts at Alissa.
     ′You aren′t going to read here,′ she shouts! You′re going to cook and clean and wash.′
     Alissa work fifteen hours a day. The woman shouts at her every day. Alissa is very unhappy. She cries every night.
     One day the thin man says to Alissa, ′Pack your things. You must go. My wife doesn′t like you.′ The thin man takes her to a clothes shop in the city. The shop owner is a large woman. She gives the man some money. He goes away. He doesn′t say goodbye to Alissa.
     Alissa work with five other girls. They work in small, dark room. The girls work all day. They make clothes. They work twelve hours a day. At midday, they eat lunch. After lunch, they rest for ten minutes. At night, they sleep on the floor.
     Each month, the shop owner gives the girls a little money. Alissa buys a book with money. She reads the book after lunch.
     The shop owner is surprised. The other girls can′t read.
     ′Can you write? Can you count?′ the shop owner asks.
     ′Yes, I can,′ Alissa says.
     ′Come′ the shop owner says. ′You are going to work in the shop.′
     Alissa loves working in the shop. She serves the customers. The customers are rich ladies. They buy expensive dresses.
     One of customers is a tall and pretty lady. She always smiles at Alissa. She gives Alissa small presents. One day, the tall lady leaves her purse in the shop. Alissa runs out into the street. She runs after the lady.
     ′Here is your purse,′ Alissa says. The lady smiles. She takes some money from the purse.
     ′Thank you,′ she says to Alissa. ′You are an honest girl. Take this money.′
     ′No,no,′ says Alissa. ′I don′t want your money.′ She runs back to the shoop. The shop owner shouts at her.
     ′Don′t leave the shop again!′ she shouts. ′I pay a lot of money. I pay you to work. I don′t pay tu run out into the street.
     Alissa is angry.
     ′You don′t pay a lot of money,′ she shouts. ′I′m a slave here.′
     ′You′re an ungrateful girl,′ the large woman says. ′You have a bed and food and money. Do you want more?′
     ′Yes, I do,′ Alissa says. She is crying now.
     ′Wait,′ a quiet voise says. The tall lady is standing at the door. ′Alissa isn′t ungrateful,′ the tall lade saed. She is an honest girl.′ The tall lade speaks to Alissa.
    ′Aren′t you happy here?′ she asks.
     ′What do you want?′
     Alissa says, ′I want to go to school.′
    The tall lady turns to the shop owner.
    ′Alissa will be live in my house,′ she says. ′She won′t work. She will go to school.′
    ′You must pay me,′ the shop owner says.
    ′No,′ the tall lady says, ′Alissa isn′t a slave.′
    ′Pack your things, Alissa,′ she says. ′We will go to home now.′ Alissa goes with the tall lady. She is going to a new home. She is going to be happy.

honest
purse
a lot of money
to run out
leave
shouts
wait

Автор текста: Stanislav

Автор рисунков: Stanislav

Исполнитель и название композиции: Yury Kazakov