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Young Adult (18-35)Accents
Australian British (England - Cockney, Estuary, East End) North American (US General American - GenAM)Transcript
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multi colored fairy lights glowed from all around the bookshop sign and from the edges of the door frame. It looks beautiful. I took the switch in behind the sign. Their solar powered. He was grinning with his hands on his hips, A peter pan like shadow behind him. All the cleverness of me she said and thankfully he laughed. I think I should leave them on. Of course. Therefore my sister she adores fairy lights. Oh is it Rebecca? She hoped she'd remembered her name correctly. Yes bec I'm going to get her to come up and stay with me for a bit. She's bored out on the farm and she hasn't seen the shop yet. She's going to love it. And the lights. I hope so. Maybe you'd like to meet her. A warm feeling spread the releases chest. I love that. Okay. Okay. Well I'd better get home walk you to your car. Sure, she said, laughing as they walked the three paces that took them to get to her car door. Maybe. See you soon. Sounds good. She gave a little wave and got into her car the glow of the fairy lights staying with her all the way home. Kalinda finally stood up. Please madam, horrible! There is a mistake. I am delinda of the art wenas! My arm took a nail in her foot on the voyage and was detained for a day or two. I am not in the dormitory class. You see how sad for you, said madam marble, smiling. I'm sure your armor will be pleased to be a chaperone in, shall we say, the pink dormitory, 4th floor on the right. No, no, she would not, interrupted Kalinda quite bravely. I am not here to sleep in a dormitory, pink or otherwise. You have misunderstood. I have not misunderstood, Miss calenda said madam, horrible! Growing even more fish like as her eyes began to bulge. There is accident. There is tardiness. There are decisions to be made as you are not equipped through your arm a to make your own decision. I am empowered to make it for you, please. We are busy. And I must name the other girls who will join you in the Pink dormitory. I would have a private word with you, madam, said Glinda, in desperation for myself, dormitory partners or a single roomy. It is no matter, but I cannot recommend that you ask my honor to oversee other girls. For reasons I may not say in public. She was lying as fast as she could and better than mad. Admirable. Who seemed at least intrigued. Once upon a time. There were four little rabbits, and their names were flopsy mop! See, cotton tail and Peter. They lived with their mother in a sandbank underneath the root of a very big fir tree. Now, my dears, said old Mrs Rabbit, one morning you may go into the fields or down the lane, but don't go into Mr McGregor's garden. Your father had an accident there. He was put in a pie by mrs McGregor. Now run along and don't get into mischief. I am going out then old Mrs Rabbit took a basket and her umbrella to the bakers. She bought a loaf of brown bread and five current buns flopsy moxie and cottontail who were good little bunnies went down the lane to gather blackberries, but peter, who was very naughty, ran straight away to Mr McGregor's garden and squeezed under the gate just over a day before the flight maintenance crews incorrectly replaced the left windscreen of the plane. The investigation later determined that out of the 90 securing bolts, 84 were smaller than the specified diameter and the remaining six were too short British Airways 5390 was at 17,300 ft on route from Birmingham England to Malaga Spain. At 7:33, only 13 minutes into the flight. The bolts failed under the effects of internal carbon air pressure and the windscreen blew out, initiating a massive decompression in the cockpit. Once the bolas has reached the foreign jal areas, innovated by the internal branch of the superior Lauren geul nerve, the swallow becomes reflexive and cannot be halted. The elevation and interior movement of the larynx have allowed stretching of critical for injurious upper esophageal sphincter to open the entrance into the esophagus. The inferior constrictor has finished its process of medial ization after the bullets has passed through and the bolus is delivered safely into the esophagus.