Karaganda State Medical University Department of Foreign Languages

• Student Individual Work
• Theme: Friends
• Written by : Ilesbaeva M.B.
• Group: 122
• Checked by: Sarybayeva A.O.
• Karaganda 2010

My friend

• My friend
• Frankly speaking, I have a lot of friends. Most of them are my classmates. They say that I am a good mixer and always have a way with people. But my bosom-friend is Olga. We are of the same age, we are both 15. She is pleasant looking girt not very tall but pleasantly plump. They say, she is the very image of her father, but, to my mind, she takes a lot after her Mum in looks - fair curly hair and dark blue eyes. When she smiles, 2 pretty dimples appear on her cheeks. To my mind, she is really a beauty. But her inner beauty is more important than physical one. Olga is well bred, jolly and king, life and soul of every company. She is tactful, witty generous and kind- hearted, careful and sensitive. She always ready to help other people. She is well-read and fond of reading very much. She always has 2 or 3 books at hand. Her second hobby is knitting and sewing. She is always elegunt and and always wears whet suits her. She is good at cooking I think she is cut out for a housewife.

Hello Friend !!!

• Hello Friend !!!
• Once I sat and thought of
• what is a FRIEND to ME ???
• And I came to a Conclusion which I would like to share it with My Near and Dear Friend…
• THAT’S U !!

It is BY CHANCE we met, BY CHOICE we became Friends…

• It is BY CHANCE we met, BY CHOICE we became Friends…

• Friendship is a strange thing.... We find ourselves telling
• each other the deepest
• details of our lives….
• Things we don't even share with our families who raised us….

• But what is a Friend???

A Confidant? A Lover? A Fellow email junkie? A Shoulder to cry on? An Ear to listen? A Heart to feel?...

• A Confidant? A Lover? A Fellow email junkie? A Shoulder to cry on? An Ear to listen? A Heart to feel?...

A Friend is all these things... and more.

• A Friend is all these things... and more.

• No matter where we met,. ... I call you Friend.

• A word so small... Yet so large in feeling... A word filled with
• emotion.

• It is true great things
• come in small packages.
• Once the package of FRIENDSHIP has been opened, it can never be closed...
• It is a constant book
• always written... Waiting to be read... And enjoyed.

• We may have our
• disagreements... We may argue... We may concern one
• another...
• FRIENDSHIP is a unique bond that lasts through it all....

• A part of me is put into my
• friends... Some it is my humor... Some it is my listening ear... Some it is real life experiences... Some it is my romanticism... but with all, it is friendship.

• Friendships forged are a construct stronger than steel built as a foundation....
• Necessary for life... And Necessary for love

• Friends... You and me... You brought another
• Friend… And then there were 3... We started our group... Our circle of friends... And like that circle...
• There is no beginning no
• end..

• We've Been Friends for Such a
• Long and Lovely Time
• There is no Friend like the Old
• Friend who has shared our
• morning days, No Greeting like his Welcome, No homage like his Praise; Fame is the scentless Sunflower,
• with a gaudy crown of gold;
• But Friendship is the breathing
• Rose, with sweets in every fold.

Thanks for being a Very Good Friend to ME !!!!

• Thanks for being a Very Good Friend to ME !!!!