E. In summer you cannot ... 1) play football. 2) go swimming. 3) take part in a tennis competition. 4) take part in a football competition. Запиши в таблицу выбранные цифры под соответствующими буквами. A B C D E Прочитайте текст. Для каждого предложения А – Е выберите один правильный вариант ответа из четырёх предложенных (1, 2, 3 или 4). TOM's trip story I like my house, especially my bed and my shower. Maybe it is strange but I do not like camping although a lot of people enjoy it. When I was eight, my father took me on our first and last camping trip together. It was the worst weekend in my life. It was raining. We went for a hike, and I got lost. My dad had tried to teach me how to use a compass. While we were walking, we were talking about the north, the south, the east and the west. I was cold and bored, so I didn't listen very well. He left me with the compass and told me to find my way back. I wasn't lost for very long but at that moment it felt like a whole day for me. My family have recently moved to Denver, Colorado. My new schoolmates are very friendly and they have invited me to go hiking or camping several times since I arrived. I keep making excuses, because I do not want to tell them the truth. My friend from Texas thinks I should go over it because I'm not eight anymore. I'm afraid that if I go, they will see that I am a complete failure as a camper. I finally decided I would give it a try. My schoolmates made plans to hike in the Rocky Mountain National Park this weekend. After school, I found the nearest wilderness shop. I bought one piece of almost everything, just in case. I chose a big tent and an expensive backpack. I even bought a lot of wilderness guides, which I hardly ever need. I went home and read all the manuals I had bought. I practiced setting up a tent in the backyard. On the way to Estes Park, I tried to relax. But then it started to rain. I panicked. All I could think about was being eight years old, alone in the woods, cold and hungry. The guys didn't seem bothered by the rain. In fact, they seemed to enjoy it. We all put on our backpacks. Once again, I stood out. My backpack looked bright and spotless. I forgot to rub it in the dirt. The price tag was still hanging from the zipper. My backpack was the only with a lot of gadgets. My schoolmates stared at me. We spent the next hour joking and laughing and cooking tasty food over a campfire. I told them all about my first camping experience. I decided camping might not be so bad after all.