If it _____ rain, we will have the party outside.
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21%
Wouldn't
55%
Doesn't
18%
Won't
6%
Didn't
Which word is different according to rhyme?
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43%
Practice
15%
Exercise
29%
Devise
14%
Revise
Which is different according to "K" pronunciation?
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11%
Key
81%
Knight
5%
Bleak
3%
Stick
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♦️بخش: #گرامر روز (۳) ♦️موضوع: زمان حال ساده و آینده ساده ♦️تعداد کوییز: 7
The bag.....heavy,I....help you .
Anonymous Quiz
12%
Looks/-
68%
Looks/will
10%
Look/will
10%
Looks/do
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♦️بخش: #گرامر روز (۳) ♦️موضوع: زمان حال ساده و آینده ساده ♦️تعداد کوییز: 7
I....tell any one what happened here. I promise!
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29%
Don't
29%
Never
38%
Won't
4%
None
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♦️بخش: #گرامر روز (۳) ♦️موضوع: زمان حال ساده و آینده ساده ♦️تعداد کوییز: 7
Choose the incorrect option!
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38%
Nurses look after patients in hospitals
25%
Nurses looks after patients in hospitals
10%
Doesn't nurses look after patients in hospitals?
26%
B&C options are incorrect.
📊Quiz and Grammar
♦️بخش: #گرامر روز (۳) ♦️موضوع: زمان حال ساده و آینده ساده ♦️تعداد کوییز: 7
He..... at 5Am and.... some exercises every day.
Anonymous Quiz
7%
Wake ups/do
24%
Wakes up/do
10%
Wake up/do
59%
Wakes up/does
♦️Read the text and a swear the following quizzes 😊
As soon as he regained the use of his senses, he said:
"Where did that voice come from, when there is no one around? Might it be that this piece of wood has learned to weep and cry like a child? I can hardly believe it. Here it is - a piece of common firewood, good only to burn in the stove, the same as any other. Yet-might someone be hidden in it? If so, the worse for him. I'll fix him!"
With these words, he grabbed the log with both hands and started to knock it about. He threw it to the floor, against the walls of the room, and even up to the ceiling.
He listened for the tiny voice to moan and cry. He waited two minutes - nothing; five minutes - nothing; ten minutes - nothing.
"Oh, I see," he said, "I only imagined I heard the tiny voice! Well, well-to work once more!" He set aside the hatchet and picked up the plane to make the wood smooth and even, but as he drew it to and fro, he *heard* the same tiny voice. "Ha, ha! Stop it! Stop it! You tickle my stomach."
Poor Mastro Cherry fell as if shot. When he opened his eyes, he found himself sitting on the floor.
His face had changed; fright had turned even the tip of his nose from red to deepest purple.
As soon as he regained the use of his senses, he said:
"Where did that voice come from, when there is no one around? Might it be that this piece of wood has learned to weep and cry like a child? I can hardly believe it. Here it is - a piece of common firewood, good only to burn in the stove, the same as any other. Yet-might someone be hidden in it? If so, the worse for him. I'll fix him!"
With these words, he grabbed the log with both hands and started to knock it about. He threw it to the floor, against the walls of the room, and even up to the ceiling.
He listened for the tiny voice to moan and cry. He waited two minutes - nothing; five minutes - nothing; ten minutes - nothing.
"Oh, I see," he said, "I only imagined I heard the tiny voice! Well, well-to work once more!" He set aside the hatchet and picked up the plane to make the wood smooth and even, but as he drew it to and fro, he *heard* the same tiny voice. "Ha, ha! Stop it! Stop it! You tickle my stomach."
Poor Mastro Cherry fell as if shot. When he opened his eyes, he found himself sitting on the floor.
His face had changed; fright had turned even the tip of his nose from red to deepest purple.