Слайд 2There lived an old man and his wife. The old
man said one day: - Why don’t you bake me
a roll, my dear?
What shall I make it from? There’s no flour!
- Oh, old woman! Sweep up the pantry and scrape up the flour tin – you’ll find enough!
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So the old woman did just that: She swept and
scraped up two handfuls of flour.
Слайд 4She mixed the pastry with sour cream and rolled out
a roll, fried it in butter…
Слайд 5…and put it on the window sill to cool down.
Слайд 6The roll got fed up of sitting on the sill…
Слайд 7and rolled from the window to a bench,
Слайд 8…from the bench onto the floor.
Слайд 10jumped over the threshold into the entrance hall…
Слайд 11from the entrance hall to the porch,…
Слайд 12from the porch into the courtyard,…
Слайд 13from the courtyard through the gate,…
Слайд 15As he was rolling down the path a hare approached
it and said: “Rolling roll, rolling roll, I’ll eat you!”
“No,
don’t eat me, dear hare, better listen to my song:
Слайд 16I’m a rolling, rolling roll!
Swept up from the pantry,
Scraped from
the flour tin,
Mixed in with some cream,
And baked
in the oven
I was placed on the sill.
But I ran away from the old man,
And I ran away from the old woman,
And I’ll run away from you, hare!
Слайд 17And the roll rolled away before the hare even saw
it move!
Слайд 18It rolled on and met a grey wolf:
Rolling roll,
rolling roll! I will eat you up!
Don’t eat me,
grey wolf: I’ll sing you a song.
Слайд 19And the roll sang: “I’m a rolling, rolling roll, swept
up from the pantry, scraped from the flour tin, mixed
in with some cream, and baked in the oven, I was placed on the sill. But I ran away from the old man, and I ran away from the old woman, and I ran from the hare. And I’ll run away from you, wolf!
Слайд 21…until it met a bear:
Rolling roll, rolling roll, I’ll
eat you!
Hey, clumsy, why eat me? Better listen to my
song:
Слайд 22 I’m a rolling, rolling roll, swept up from the
pantry, scraped from the flour tin, mixed in with some
cream, and baked in the oven I was placed on the sill. But I ran away from the old man, and I ran away from the old woman, I ran from the hare, I ran from the wolf, from you, bear, I shall also run!
Слайд 24…until it met a fox:
Hello, rolling roll! How fine
and glowing you look!
The roll was happy to receive such
praise and he sang his song:
Слайд 25I’m a rolling, rolling roll, swept up from the pantry,
scraped from the flour tin, mixed in with some cream
, and baked in the oven I was placed on the sill. But I ran away from the old man, and I ran away from his wife, I ran from the hare, I ran from the wolf, I ran from the bear. From you, fox, I shall also run!
Слайд 26- What a sweet song! – said the fox. –
What a shame that this old fox is hard of
hearing. Why don’t you sit up on my nose and sing that song once more!
Слайд 27The rolling roll was pleased that his song had been
appreciated, he jumped onto the fox’s nose and sang his
song again.
Слайд 28But the fox said:
Rolling roll, rolling roll, will you sit
up on my tongue and sing that wonderful song again?
The rolling roll jumped onto the fox’s tongue…