Вот часть письма: whats your best friend like? whats do you do together ? i can't wit for the winter holidays! i've got lots of things planned. нужно рассказать о своём друге и задать три вопроса о его планах на выходные

to be a real friend means to be able to share all happiness and hardships, be able to help and understand. but sometimes it is hard to find the one who is modest, faithful,reliable and sincere a same time. as for me i have a few true friends and i`d like to tell about 1 of them. his/she name is he is (возраст) years old аnd he is my classmate (и он мой одноклассник). i like the way he looks. the firs thing then you see him is blue/green (цве глаз) eyes. his face is round/oval. he has a fair/dark complexion. his hair is black/fair/blond. ну примерно так можно описать внешность. и я думаю уместно предложение про то как проводит время. например he spends a lot of и занятие (тебе лучше знать своего друга). про то что вы делаете вместе- we often go o the cinema. we like to walk. i often stay at her/his home for night and we like to see terrible films.  another interesting thing are parties. we dance, play party games, eat tasty food.

1) — there's some juice and milk in the fridge. help yourself

2) — wait for half an hour. we are going to have roast turkey for dinner.

3) — it's raining again. the sky is always overcast. for people who do some winter sports the weather is very disappointing.

4) — you have a wonderful tan!  

how did you get it at this time of the year?

— in a solarium that is right opposite my house.

5) — are you sure getting a tan in the solarium is safe?

— it's a tricky question. i know most doctors do not recommend using a solarium often.  

6) — i don't know, i'm not an expert. but it's a fact that the ice sheets in greenland and in antarctica are rapidly decreasing in mass. it's not a good sign i'm afraid.

однажды произошёл трагический случай: у мальчика умерла одна собака, а вторая сбежала из дома. мальчик так сильно плакал, что отец пошёл искать пропавшую собаку, а мать в это время готовила могилу для первой. первую собаку звали пушистик, вторую звали фенька. спустя сутки, отец вернулся с фенькой, который весь был лохматый и грязный. мы его покормили, отогрели и жили долго и счастливо, конец.

once there was a tragic incident: a boy died, one dog, and the second ran away from home. the boy cried so hard that his father went to look for the dog that had passed away, while his mother was preparing the grave for the first one at that time. the first dog's name was fluffy, the second one was called fenka. a day later, my father returned with fenka, who was all shaggy and dirty. we fed him, warmed him and lived happily ever after, the end.