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Помогите и объясните как сделать урок.?

esvet 04 мая 2024

Помогите и объясните как сделать урок.? Make some 'always'-sentences/1) Mr Black is reading/2) John is playing tennis/3) Mr and Mrs Brown are watching TV.4) I'm listening to music.5) Betty is doing her homework.6) We are dancing/7) Miss Poppins is flying with her umbrella.8) Mark is painting.9) Mum is cooking.10) Vicki is planting flowers.11) They are gardening.12) Mr Williams is playing golf.

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1) Mr Black always reads newspapers2) John always plays tennis/3) Mr and Mrs Brown always watch TV.4) I always listen to music.5) Betty always does her homework.6) We are dancing/7) Miss Poppins always flies with her umbrella.8) Mark is painting.9) Mum is cooking.10) Vicki always plants flowers.11) They are gardening.12) Mr Williams always plays golf.

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