Zabanadabi

لطيفه هاي کوتاه براي درک متن زبان پيش دانشگاهي

Laughter

Mary was an English girl, but she lived in Rome. She was six years old. Last year her mother said to her, "You are six years old now, Mary, and you're going to begin going to school here. You're going to like it very much, because it's a nice school."

"Is it an English school?" Mary asked

"Yes it is," her mother said.

Mary went to the school and enjoyed her lessons. Her mother always took her to school in the morning and brought her home in the afternoon. Last Monday her mother went to the school at 4 o'clock, and Mary ran out of her class.

"We've got a new girl in our class today, Mummy," she said. "She is six years old too, and she's very nice, but she isn't English. She is German."

"Does she speak English?" Mary's mother asked.

"No, but she laughs in English," Mary said happily.

Getting into the Car

Fred works in a factory. He does not have a wife, and he gets quite a lot of money. He loves cars, and has a new one every year. He likes driving very fast, and he always buys small, fast, red cars. He sometimes takes his mother out in them, and then she always says, "But, Fred, why did you drive these cars? We're almost sitting on the road!"

Then Fred laughs and is happy. He likes being very near the road. Fred is very tall and very fat. Last week he came out of the shop and went to his car. There was a small boy near it. He was looking at the beautiful red car. Then he looked up and saw Fred.

"How do you get into that small car?" he asked him.

Fred laughed and said, "I don't get into it. I put it on."

Round Eyes

Two old gentlemen lived in a quiet street in Paris. They were friends and neighbors, and they often went for walks together in the streets when the weather was fine. Last Saturday they went for walks at the side of the river. The sun shone, the weather was warm, there were a lot of flowers everywhere, and there were boats on the water. The two men walked happily for half an hour, and then one of them said to the other, "That's a very beautiful girl."

"Where can you see a beautiful girl?" said the other. "I can't see one anywhere. I can see two young men. They're walking towards us," said the first man quietly.

"But how can you see her then?" asked his friend.

The first man smiled and said, "I can't see her, but I can see the young man's eyes."

The Real Price

Mr. White has a small shop in the middle of our town, and he sells pictures in it. They are not expensive ones, but some of them are quite pretty. Last Saturday a woman came into the shop and look at a lot of pictures. Then she took Mr. White to one of them and said, "How much do you want for this one?" It was a picture of horses in a field.

Mr. White looked at it for a few seconds and then went and brought his book. He opened it, and looked at the first page and then said, "I want twenty pounds for that one"

The woman shut her eyes for a few seconds and then said, "I can give you two pounds for it."

"Two pounds?" Mr. White said angrily. "Two pounds? But the canvas cost more than two pounds."

"Oh, but it was clean then," the woman said.

The Singer

Mr. Edwards likes singing very much, but he is very bad at it. He went to dinner at a friend's house last week, and there where some other guests there too. They had a good dinner, and then the hostess went to Mr. Edwards and said, "You can sing, Peter. Please sing us something."

Mr. Edwards was very happy, and began to sing an old song about the mountains of Spain. The guests listened to it for a few minutes and then one of the guests began to cry. She was a small woman and had dark hair and very dark eyes. One the other guests went to her, put his hand on her back and said, "Please don't cry. Are you Spanish?"

Another young man asked, "Do you love Spain?"

"No," She answered, "I'm not Spanish, I've never been to Spain. I'm a singer, and I love music!"

Silly

George is a young man. He does not have a wife, but he has a very big dog_and he has a very small car too. He likes playing tennis. Last Monday he played tennis for an hour at his club, and then he ran out and jumped into a car. His dog came after him, but it did not jump into the same car; it jumped into the next one.

"Come here, silly dog!" George shouted at it but the dog stayed in the other car. George put his key into the lock of the car, but the key did not turn. Then he looked at the car again, it was not his! He was in the wrong car! And the dog was in the right one!

"He's sitting and laughing at me!" George said angrily. But then he smiled and got into his car with the dog.