Lesson 9

Text A

Stop Eating Fried Potatoes

Mrs Jenkins went to her doctor one day, because her heart was giving her trouble.
The doctor listened to her heart carefully and did a few other things. Then he said, "Well, Mrs Jenkins, stop smoking, and then you'll soon be quite all right again. "
"But doctor," answered Mrs Jenkins quickly, "I've never smoked. I don't like smoking. "
"Oh, well," said the doctor, "then don't drink any more alcohol. "
"But I don't drink alcohol," answered Mrs Jenkins at once.
"Stop drinking tea and coffee then," the doctor said to her.
"I only drink water," answered Mrs Jenkins. "I don't like tea or coffee. "
The doctor thought for a few seconds and then said,
"Well,. . . er. . . do you like fried potatoes?"
"Yes, I like them very much," answered Mrs Jenkins.
"All right, then stop eating those," said the doctor as he got up to say goodbye to Mrs Jenkins.

Text B

Keep Him in Bed

MRS WELSH: Get up, Peter. It's late.
PETER: I can't get up , Mom. I'm ill.
MRS WELSH: What's the matter with you?
PETER: I have a headache and a bad stomachache.
MRS WELSH: You have a fever too. I'm going to call Dr Dawes. Don't get out of bed.
PETER: Oh, I can't get out of bed. I'm too ill.
MRS WELSH: Operator, give me Spring 3-2546, please. Hello, this is Mrs Welsh. Is Dr Dawes there? Thank you. I'll wait. . . Dr Dawes, this is Mrs Welsh. Can you come to the house , please?
DR DAWES: Who's ill?
MRS WELSH: Peter, my son.
DR DAWES: What's the matter with him?
MRS WELSH: I don't know. He has a headache, a bad stomachache and a fever.
DR DAWES: Keep him in bed.Where do you live?
MRS WELSH: We live at 44 Washington Avenue.
DR DAWES: All right, Mrs Welsh, I'll be there soon.
MRS WELSH: Thank you. Good-bye Dr Dawes.

Quiestions on TextB

7. Read the following passage once. Underline the key words while reading and retell the story to your partner.

Harry is looking at a man in the street. He is talking to Jack about the man. Harry: Who's that man with the black bag?
Jack: I can't see a man with a black bag.
Harry: He was standing at the door of that house a moment ago. Now he's walking down the
street.
Jack: Oh, that man. I don't know who he is. He's a stranger.
Harry: Look at the man who's running after him.
Jack: Yes. Perhaps the stranger is a thief.
Harry: I don't think so.
Jack: Wait a minute. I can recognise the man who's running after him. It's Mr Green.
Harry: Now I remember. Mr Green told me yesterday that his brother was coming.