Este ultima zi de scoala.Toti copii sunt agitati si asteapta cu nerabdare ziua urmatoare.Mai sunt cateva minute si clopotelul va suna de iesire si toti elevii vor pleca acasa. Mine va fi premierea si toti copii sunt emotionati si vorbesc intre ei ce o sa poarte maine sau cum o sa-si faca parul.Profesorii stau si ii privesc si incep sa discute cum a mers anul scolar.Stau toti si se gandesc cate teme le-au dat si cat au chinuit copii cu multe critici si multe note rele.Intotdeauna toti profesorii sunt mult mai indulgenti la sfarsitul anului.Eu sunt eleva si stiu cum se petrec lucrurile.
In sfarsit a venit ziua premierei.Prin sala se aud susoteli si zgomote.Copii trebuie sa recite cateva poezii.In vocea lor tremuranda se simte emotia si frica de deliberarea premiilor.Profesorii se amuza de frica eleviilor.
Dupa ce a trecut de etapa cu poeziile un profesor incepe sa anunte inceperea premierei.La fiecare clasa dirigintele sau diriginta isi spune premiantii.
Au trecut emotiile, iar copiii incep sa vorbeasca despre ce o sa faca in vacanta de vara.Ei sunt asa de entuziasmati ca intra in vacanta incat striga si canta mergand spre casa.
Din acel moment incepe o noua experienta pentru elevi si mai multa odihna si
Summer holidays
Holidays seem short but it is quite enough for my friends and me to go to holiday-house or another city for a change.
Summer holidays are wonderful. There are many long sunny days. There is no school. There are new friends and many interesting things to see and to do.
Some children spent their holidays at the seaside, some in the mountains and some in the country.
As for me, I spent this summer at the sea in Paralia Katerini and in the country.
The beach is a traditional summer destination for thousands of people. The wealth of thing to do includes sunbathing.
The sea is one of the most wonderful places which attract holidays-makers all over the world.
There are many rest homes and tourist camps there. But it is also possible to rent a room or a furnished house for a couple of weeks there.
As a rule, I make new friends there. In the day-time we play volleyball, tennis, swim in the warm water of the sea and sunbathe.
Ever presented breezes keep the temperature comfortable and the water warm. Beach cities are the centres for easy going life styles. The newest trends in youth culture often originate there. For example, the roller-skating craze started on the Venice boardwalk.
Though sea, sun and sand are the same, people try to go to different places every year, because fauna and flora and the air are different.
Spending holidays on the beach is a great rest though many people combine sunbathing with visiting museums and places of interest.
Sometimes in summer my parents and I go on a long journey in Europe. We visit ancient Hungarian and Austrian towns or go on a boat-trip on the Danube. I like boat-trips very much. The boat drops on anchor at every important town. We go out on the shore and an excursion for an hour or two. We visit the places of interest and have a chance to learn more about the history of this or that town or place.
But mostly we spend the summer holidays in the country. In my opinion there is nothing like the countryside.
We have cousins who live in the countryside. Their home is in a nice place near the Retezat Mountains. There is river and a lake there. My friends and I often go swimming and boating there.
I played with Cristi and Alex, who lives down the road. Every day we fed the horses and went riding.
Every afternoon we went swimming in the river. I was also fond or lying in the sun. There’s a lot of fish in the lake, so I sometimes went fishing.
I like to sit in silence for a while, waiting for a fish to get caught and listening to the bird singing in the trees.
When I happened to catch a fish I set it free at once, because I went in for fishing just for pleasure.
When it was very hot my friends and I usually went to the forest. The air is cool and fresh there.
I like to walk in the shade of the trees and pick mushrooms and berries.
Cristi has got a dog called Axy. It becomes so happy when Alex and I take to the forest.
Axy likes to run after butterflies. I sometimes played with it. I threw a stick and at brought it back to me.
Time passed quickly and soon we hade to make our way back. We returned home sunburnt and full of impressions.