An old woman was baking one day, and she made some gingerbread. She had some dough left over, so she made the shape of a little man. She made eyes for him, a nose and a smiling mouth all of currants, and put currants down his front to look like buttons. Then she laid him on a baking tray and put him in the oven.

After a little while, she heard something rattling at the oven door. She opened it and to her surprise out jumped the little gingerbread man. She tried to catch him, but he slipped past her, calling as he ran, "Run, run, as fast as you can. You can't catch me, I'm the gingerbread man!"

She chased after him into the garden where her husband was digging. He put down his spade and tried to catch him too, but the gingerbread man ran past him, calling "Run, run, as fast as you can. You can't catch me, I'm the gingerbread man!"

He ran down the road with the old woman and the old man following. Soon he passed a cow. The cow called out, "Stop, gingerbread man! You look good enough to eat!" But the gingerbread man laughed and shouted over his shoulder, "I've run from an old woman. And an old man. Run, run as fast as you can. You can't catch me. I'm the gingerbread man!"

He ran on with the old woman and the old man and the cow following, and soon they all passed a horse. "Stop!" called the horse. "I'd like to eat you". But the gingerbread man called out. "I've run from an old woman. And an old man. And a cow! Run, run as fast as you can. You can't catch me. I'm the gingerbread man!"

He ran on, with the old woman and the old man and the cow and the horse following, and soon they passed some people making hay. "Stop!" they shouted. "You look good enough to eat". But the gingerbread man called out,

"I've run from an old woman. And from an old man. And a cow and a horse!

Run, run, as fast as you can. You can't catch me. I'm the gingerbread man!"

He ran across the fields with the old woman and the old man, the cow and the horse and the haymakers all following. Soon he met a fox and called out, "Run, run, as fast as you can. You can't catch me. I'm the gingerbread man!"

The sly fox thought to himself, "That gingerbread man looks good enough to eat", but he said nothing. He waited until the gingerbread man reached a wide deep swift-flowing river, with the old woman and the old man, the cow and the horse and the haymakers all chasing after him. Now the sly fox said, "Jump on my back, Gingerbread Man, and I'll take you across the river!"

The gingerbread man jumped on the fox's back and the fox began to swim. As they reached the middle of the river, where the water was deep, the fox said, "Stand on my head, Gingerbread Man, or you will get wet". So the gingerbread man stood on the fox's head. As the current flowed more swiftly, the fox said.

"Move onto my nose, Gingerbread Man, so that I can carry you more safely. I would not like you to drown".

The gingerbread man slid onto the fox's nose. But when they reached the hank on the far side of the river, the fox suddenly went SNAP! The gingerbread man disappeared into the fox's mouth and was never seen or heard of again.

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One dark and stormy night, a tramp knocked on the door of a cottage and asked for shelter. An old woman answered the door and told the tramp sourly that he could come in if he wanted, but he must not expect any food for she had none in the house.

"And don't think you'll get a bed to sleep on either", she added, "as I only have one and that is where I sleep".

The tramp was hungry, but he could see he wasn't going to get any food, so he sat by the fire and took an old nail out of his pocket and tossed it from hand to hand.

"Do you see this nail here?" he said at last. "You'd never believe it, but last night I made the finest soup I have ever eaten by cooking this nail, and what is more I still have it to make more tonight. Would you like me to make you some nail soup?"

"Nail soup!" snorted the old woman. "I have never heard of such a thing. Don't talk nonsense". But the tramp could see she was curious.

"All I did", he told her, "was to boil it up in an old saucepan, and it was delicious".

"Well, since we have nothing else to do, and I have no food in the house, perhaps you would be good enough to show me how you do it", she said after a few moments.

"You haven't a large pot and some water, have you?" asked the tramp.

"Why yes", said the old woman, handing a big cooking pot to the tramp and showing him where the water was. She watched as the tramp carefully filled the pot half full with water, placed it on the stove, and dropped in the nail. Then he sat down to wait.

From time to time, the old woman peeped into the pot to see how the soup was doing, and once when she lifted the lid the tramp said, "Last night all that was needed was a little salt and pepper. I don't suppose you have any in the house?"

"I might have", said the old woman ungraciously, and from a cupboard she took salt and pepper which she dropped into the water with the nail.

The next time she lifted the lid, the tramp sighed, "What a pity you haven't got half an onion for that would make the soup even better than it was last night".

"I think I might have an onion", said the old woman, quite excited by now at the thought of the nail soup, and she went to the larder to fetch an onion. As she opened the door, the tramp caught a glimpse of shelves stacked with food, but he said nothing until the onion had been in the pot for about ten minutes.

Then, stirring the soup again, he murmured to himself, "How sad that this fine onion has no carrots and potatoes to go with it". Just as he had hoped, the old woman quickly fetched some carrots and potatoes from the larder.

By now, the soup was beginning to smell good, and it was not long before the tramp said that on nights when he could add a little meat to his nail soup, it was fit even for kings and queens. In a flash, the old woman had fetched some meat for the pot.

While the soup was bubbling, the tramp looked round at the table. "It's a funny thing", he remarked, "but my nail soup always tastes better when I eat it at a table that is laid with pretty china and when there is a candle or two on the table".

The old woman, not to be outdone, put out her best table cloth and got the best china off the dresser.

What a shame, said the tramp, "that we have no bread to eat with this nail soup, but I remember you telling me there is no food in the house".

"I'll just look in the bread crock", said the old woman, and she pulled out a loaf that had been baked that morning.

The soup now smelled quite delicious, and the tramp was longing to eat it, but he waited a few more minutes before saying, "I am sorry there is no wine to drink with our nail soup, as I would have liked you to enjoy it with a glass of wine".

"Just a minute", said the old woman, and she fetched a fine looking bottle of wine from the back of a cupboard and put it on the table with two glasses.

"Now the soup is ready. I hope you enjoy it", said the tramp heartily, and he fished the nail out with a spoon and put it in his pocket before carrying the soup over to the table.

They both had a wonderful meal. After the soup, which the old woman agreed was the best she'd ever tasted, she found some cheese and other good things in the larder. They told each other many stories, laughed a lot and had a very pleasant evening.

As the candles burnt low, the old woman told the tramp to go and sleep in her bed, saying that she would be quite comfortable in a chair by the fire. They both slept soundly.

The next morning, the tramp thanked the old woman for her kindness, but she said.

"No, no, I must thank you for showing me how to make soup from an old nail".

"It's what you add that makes the difference!" said the tramp, smiling.

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Once upon a time there was a shoemaker who made very good shoes. But though he worked hard in his shop, times were difficult and he became poorer and poorer. One evening he realized he had only enough leather to make one more pair of shoes. He cut up the leather and laid the pieces out on his workbench to sew in the morning when the light was better.

"I may never make another pair of shoes", he sighed as he put up the shutters over his shop window.

The next morning when he went back to his workbench he found a beautiful pair of shoes. He examined them carefully and discovered they were made from the leather he had cut out the night before. The stitches were exquisite, very tiny and neat, and he knew the shoes were far better than any he could have made. Quickly he took down his shutters and placed the shoes in his shop window.

Soon the door opened and in came a grand gentleman. He bought the shoes and paid four times more than the price of an ordinary pair. With this money the shoemaker bought more leather and enough food for several days.

That evening he sat at his workbench and cut out two pairs of shoes from his new leather. He left the pieces laid out as before, all ready to sew in the morning, and put up the shutters.

In the morning he could scarcely believe his eyes, for there on his workbench were two beautiful pairs of shoes.

"Who could sew such tiny stitches?" he wondered, "and who could work so fast?"

He placed the shoes in the shop window. Rich people who had never visited his shop before came in to buy them and paid a lot of money for them.

Each night for many weeks the same thing happened. Two pairs, sometimes four pairs, were made in a night.

The shoemaker cut out all sorts of shoes: men's shoes, ladies' shoes, little children's shoes, dancing shoes, party shoes, shoes with laces, shoes with straps and buckles. He became well known for the excellent shoes he sold, and each week he took even more money in his shop.

One evening, just before Christmas, his wife suggested they should peep around the door of the workroom to see if they could find out who was making the shoes. As the town clock struck midnight, there was a scuffling and a scurrying by the window, and two tiny little men squeezed through a crack in the shutters and hurried over to the workbench. They took tiny tools from their workbags and began to work. They stitched and hammered, stitched and hammered, until a row of new shoes lay, on the workbench. Then, their work finished, the elves left everything neat and tidy and vanished.

As it was just before Christmas, the shoemaker's wife suggested that they should give presents to the two little men who had helped them so much during the year. The next day she made two little green jackets and trousers and green hats to match, and her husband stitched two tiny pairs of boots.

The shoemaker and his wife laid these gifts out on the workbench that evening, together with two little glasses of wine and plates with little cakes and biscuits. They then kept watch again. At the stroke of midnight, they saw the elves scramble into the workshop and climb onto the workbench as they had done before. When they saw the little green jackets, trousers and hats and tiny boots the elves gave a shout of joy. They tried on their new clothes straightaway and they were so delighted they danced around the workbench, waving their hats in the air. Then they sat down and ate all the food that had been left out, and disappeared as before.

After Christmas the shoemaker still cut out the shoes and left the pieces on his workbench but the elves never returned. They knew the shoemaker and his wife must have seen them, for their clothes were exactly the right size, and fairy people do not like to be seen. But the shoemaker was now so well known that he had plenty of customers. Although his stitches were not as tiny and neat as the elves stitches no one ever noticed. For many years he was known as the best shoemaker in town and he and his wife were never poor again.

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There was once a gentleman who lived in a fine house, with his kind and gentle wife and their pretty daughter. His wife died, so the gentleman married again. His new wife was not at all kind or pretty. She had been married before and had two daughters who were known, behind their backs, as the Ugly Sisters.

Although they had no reason to be unkind, the two sisters were horrid to their new stepsister. They ordered her about, scolded her and made her do all the work in the big house. Her clothes became ragged and thin and far too small. The poor girl was always cold and tired. In the evenings she would rest on a stool close to the fire, almost in the cinders and ashes.

"Cinderella, That's the perfect name for you", jeered the stepsisters when they saw her trying to keep warm.

Now the king and queen of their country had a son, and they planned a big ball for the prince in the hope that he might find a bride. Invitations were sent to all the big houses. When a large invitation card to the royal ball arrived at Cinderella's house, there was a great flurry of excitement. New dresses were chosen for the Ugly Sisters and their mother, and nobody talked about anything except the ball.

"I am sure the prince will fall in love with me", said one sister, smiling at herself in the mirror.

"You silly fool", said the other, pushing her aside. "He won't be able to resist falling in love with me. Just think, one day I could he queen", and she pretended she was the queen already as she ordered Cinderella to get another pair of shoes for her to try on. No one thought of asking Cinderella if she would like to go to the ball. They scarcely even noticed her as they rushed around trying on different wigs, fans and gloves to go with their new ball dresses.

At last the day of the ball came, and Cinderella worked harder than ever, helping the Ugly Sisters and her stepmother to get ready. They quarrelled with each other all day, and by the time the carriage drove away to the king's palace, with all the family in it, Cinderella was glad to have some peace. But as she sat on her stool by the fire she could not help a tear falling onto the ashes, for she wished that she could have gone with them.

Suddenly she realized that she was not alone. A beautiful lady stood before her with a silver wand in her hand.

"Cinderella", she said. "I am your fairy godmother. Tell me, what are those tears for?"

Cinderella looked away.

"I wish, oh how I wish, I could have gone to the ball too".

"So you shall", said her fairy, "godmother, but first we have some work to do. For if you are to go to the ball, I cannot send you as you are. Fetch me the largest pumpkin you can find in the garden".

Cinderella fetched the largest pumpkin she could see and with just a wave of her wand, her fairy godmother turned it into a gleaming golden coach.

"Now we need a few horses", said her godmother. "Look in the mouse trap and see if there is anything we can use".

Cinderella ran to the larder and found six mice running around in a cage. She watched her godmother wave her wand and suddenly, harnessed to the coach, there were six shining dappled horses, stamping their feet.

Those horses need a coachman, decided her godmother. Look in the rat trap, Cinderella. There were three rats in the trap and as the godmother touched the largest rat with her wand, it disappeared. But now up at the front of the coach sat a fine plump whiskery coachman in a smart uniform.

"Go and look behind the water barrel, Cinderella", said her godmother. "and see if you can find something we can use for footmen".

Cinderella ran to the water barrel and brought two lizards to her godmother. At the wave of her wand they were transformed into splendid footmen.

"There now, Cinderella, your coach is ready", said her godmother with a smile. "You will be able to go to the ball after all".

"How can I go like this?" sighed Cinderella, looking down in despair at her ragged clothes and bare feet. Her godmother touched her with her wand - her rags turned into a shimmering gown and on her feet she was wearing the prettiest pair of glass shoes she had ever seen.

As Cinderella stepped into the coach her godmother gave her a strict warning. "The magic will only last until midnight, and then everything will return to what it was before. Be sure you leave the ball before midnight, Cinderella".

When Cinderella's coach arrived at the palace the word went round that a beautiful lady had arrived in such a splendid coach that she must be a princess. The prince himself came down the steps to greet her and led her to the ballroom. As they entered, the other guests fell silent in wonder and the musicians stopped playing. The prince signaled to the musicians to play again and danced with Cinderella.

The prince stayed at Cinderella's side all evening. No one knew who she was. Not even the Ugly Sisters recognized her. Cinderella was so happy that she did not notice how quickly the time was flying by.

Suddenly she heard the clock strike the first stroke of midnight. With a cry she left the prince and ran out of the ballroom. As she flew down the steps, one of her shoes fell off, but she could not stop to pick it up.

Although the prince tried to follow Cinderella through the crowd, he soon lost sight of her. He questioned everyone carefully but no one had seen the beautiful lady leave. The guards said that the only person who had gone out was a young raggedly-dressed girl. No one noticed the pumpkin in the corner of the courtyard or some mice, a rat and a pair of lizards that slunk into the shadows. But the prince did find the glass shoe on the steps, and lie recognized it as one of the elegant shoes the mysterious and lovely lady had worn.

The next day the Ugly Sisters could talk of nothing but the beautiful lady who had captured the prince's heart and how she had disappeared so suddenly and how no one knew her name.

The palace issued a proclamation that the prince was looking for the lady who had worn the glass shoe. His servants would tour the country with it until they found the lady whose foot it fitted and the prince would marry that lady. The prince traveled around with his servants but time and again he was disappointed as the shoe failed to fit any lady's foot.

At last they came to Cinderella's house. The Ugly Sisters were waiting.

"Let me try first", cried one, holding out her foot, and pushing as hard as she could to squeeze it into the shoe. But it was no good. She gave up and laughed at her sister's efforts as she, too, tried to force her foot into the tiny glass shoe. When she had failed, Cinderella stepped forward.

"You!" sneered the Ugly Sisters. "But you were not even at the ball".

Cinderella slipped her foot into the glass shoe - it fitted perfectly. Then she drew from behind her back a second shoe which she put on her other foot. At the same moment the fairy godmother appeared and touched Cinderella with her wand. Instantly her ragged clothes changed back into the beautiful shimmering dress, and Cinderella once again became the lovely stranger.

The delighted prince asked Cinderella to marry him and Cinderella replied that there was nothing she would like more. The Ugly Sisters begged Cinderella to forgive them for their unkindness and she happily agreed. There was a fine royal wedding for Cinderella and the prince, and they lived happily ever after.

Cinderella found two husbands for the Ugly Sisters at court, and they too lived happily ever after - well, almost.

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One summer's day, when the corn was golden yellow and the hay was being dried in the fields, a mother duck was sitting on her nest of eggs. She sat in the rushes of a deep moat that surrounded a lovely country manor and waited for her eggs to hatch. They were taking a very long time and she was getting very tired.

At last she felt a movement beneath her. The eggs began to crack and out popped tiny fluffy ducklings. All the eggs hatched except for one, which was larger than the rest. The mother duck was impatient to take her new ducklings swimming but could not leave the last egg unhatched. She sat, and she sat, and she sat, and just as she was about to give up, she heard a tap. Out of the egg tumbled the oddest ugliest duckling imaginable.

She took the babies into the water and proudly watched as they all swam straightaway, even the ugly duckling. She led them in a procession around the moat, showing them off to the other ducks. As they bobbed along behind her she heard many quacks of admiration and praise for her fine family. But she also heard quacks of laughter and scorn poured on the ugly duckling at the end of the line.

"He was too long in the egg", she explained. "He has not come out quite the right shape. But he will soon grow into a fine duck, just like the others".

As the weeks went by, and the corn was harvested in the fields, the ducklings grew up into ducks. But the ugly duckling with his grey feathers and clumsy shape remained different. All the ducks on the moat made fun of him and refused to let him join in their games on the water.

The ugly duckling could bear it no more. As the autumn leaves began to fall he flew away to a great marsh. There he stayed alone, hiding from the ducks among the reeds.

One day he heard a strange cry and the sound of wings in the air. Looking up he saw three dazzling white birds flying majestically overhead. The ugly duckling felt a strange longing. He did not know the name of those birds but he felt he loved them more than he had loved anything before. He watched as they passed over his head and flew beyond until they were out of sight.

Autumn turned to winter, and the ugly duckling suffered many hardships. The marshy water froze and for a while he was trapped fast in the ice. A kind man broke the ice and took him to his home, but the ugly duckling was frightened by the noise and confusion inside the house. He flapped his wings, upset a bucket of milk and fled as people shouted at him.

At last spring came, and with it warm sunshine. The ugly duckling flapped his wings. To his surprise they felt bigger and stronger, and he found he was flying easily away from the marsh towards a large and beautiful lake.

On the lake were the three wonderful birds the ugly duckling had seen flying overhead several months before. As the swans glided smoothly over the lake, he felt drawn to them, but he was sure they would tease him like the ducks because he was so ugly. He hung his head in shame.

All at once he saw a reflection in the smooth lake waters. A beautiful swan with glossy white feathers and a fine yellow beak stared up at him. He moved; the swan moved. He opened his wings; so did the swan. The ugly duckling suddenly realized - he was a swan.

The other swans swam gracefully towards him, welcoming him. Some children ran down to the lake, calling, "Look, a new swan has appeared", and they threw bread into the water for him.

The young and beautiful swan felt quite shy with all this attention, and hid his head under his wing. But, as the lilac trees bent their branches down over the water and the sun shone warm and bright, he felt a deep happiness. He rustled his feathers, arched his sleek long neck and said to himself, "I never dreamed of such great happiness when I was the Ugly Duckling".

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Guerrilla Bob - game đi cảnh bắn súng đình đám trên iOS, đã ra phiên bản cho Android, và giờ đã xuất hiện trên PC!  xin giới thiệu đến bạn tựa game nóng hổi của tháng tư này!

Nếu xem trailer, bạn cũng có thể thấy đồ hoạ 3D sống động tuyệt vời, âm thanh đầy kích động và gameplay cực kỳ ấn tượng. Game cho phép nhiều người cùng chơi từ nhiều máy tính, hoặc 2 người cùng chơi trên một máy tính. Bước vào game bạn sẽ bất ngờ với rất nhiều loại vũ khí hiện đại, những kẻ thù độc đáo, những kho đạn dược, thuốc nổ, và những màn chơi hài hước không ngừng. Nếu thế vẫn là chưa đủ cho bạn, Bob còn có thể thu nhặt tiền từ quân địch và sử dụng để mở khoá rất nhiều loại vũ khí khác từ những cửa hàng vũ khí như:Machinegun - súng máyTimed Bombs - Bom hẹn giờMolotov Cocktail - bom xăngShotgun - súng bắn đạn hoa cảiDouble Uzis - cặp súng tiểu liênFlamethrower - súng phun lửaRocket Launcher - súng phóng tên lửaGrenade Launcher - súng phóng lựuSticky Bow - cung bắn tên thuốc nổChaingun - cưa máy

Mặc dù game có nội dung vô cùng phong phú, hấp dẫn, nhưng lối chơi và cách điều khiển lại rất đơn giản, chỉ cần mất 10 giây là bạn có thể điều khiển nhân vật của mình một cách thành thạo.

Đây là game hành động tốc độ nhanh với những màn đánh boss đầy kịch tính, những chế độ chơi khác nhau. Bạn có thể đơn thương độc mã tung hoành qua khắp những chiến trường, hoặc mời một người bạn chiến đấu cùng để thêm phần vui nhộn. Nếu bạn là một fan của thể loại game hành động, thì đây là một game không thể bỏ qua.

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Game này nhẹ phù hợp mọi cấu hình

Giới Thiệu:

là tựa game bắn súng góc nhìn thứ ba lấy bối cảnh từ một thành phố giả tưởng Grant City,  nơi đang chìm trong sự hỗn loạn và bị kiểm soát bởi các tổ chức Mafia ngoài vòng pháp luật. Nhân vật chính của Dead to Rights 1 là Jack Slate, một đặc cảnh sở hữu trình độ võ thuật thượng thừa, cùng

khả năng sử dụng thành thạo hầu hết các loại vũ khí như súng lục, súng máy, shotgun, lựu đạn…

Cơ chế cận chiến trong game tỏ ra khá đa dạng so với các tựa game TPS khác với 3 thao tác cơ bản: tấn công nhẹ, tấn công mạnh và đỡ đòn. Tuy nhiên, người chơi không thể chủ quan bởi kẻ địch trong game hết sức thông minh và nhanh nhẹn: chúng hoàn toàn có thể tước vũ khí trong tay bạn ngay cả khi bạn đang nắm thế thượng phong và đảo ngược hoàn toàn tình thế. Các đòn thế của Jack rất đẹp mắt, trongđó phải kể đến những cú đấm như búa bổ, những cú quăng đẹp mắt và những pha bay người đá 360 độ đầy uy lực…

Ngay cả khi bị số đông kẻ thù vây quanh, Jack vẫn tỏ ra không hề nao núng với những bước di chuyển linh hoạt cùng những pha kết liễu “mãn nhãn”. Jack có thể mang cùng lúc trên người 2 loại vũ khí cùng lựu đạn và trong những tình huống cận chiến, người chơi có thể sử dụng vũ khí để kết liễu kẻ thù theo những cách rất riêng.

Trong những cuộc đọ súng với nhiều kẻ địch, Jack có thể nấp sau các vật chắn nhờ cơ chế cover khá hữu hiệu của Retribution. Đặc biệt, khi kích hoạt cơ chế làm chậm thời gian Focus (khá giống với game Enter the Matrix hay Max Payne), người chơi có thể hạ gục hàng loạt kẻ thù cùng lúc rất dễ dàng.

Bên cạnh đó, chúng ta không thể không nhắc đến chú sói Shadow –người bạn đồng hành của Jack. Với những chiếc móng vuốt và hàm răng sắc bén, Shadow là ác mộng của kẻ thù trong những tình huống áp sát.

Shadow tỏ ra là một chiến binh thứ thiệt bên cạnh Jack với khả năng đánh úp kẻ thù từ phía sau, thu hút sự chú ý của kẻ địch hay tấn công trực diện kẻ thù với tốc độ di chuyển rất nhanh.Với sự xuất hiện của Shadow, người chơi hoàn toàn có thể hoạch định những chiến lược riêng biệt cho từng tình huống trong game để đạt hiệu quả cao nhất.

Hướng Dẫn

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Cheat Code:

During Game Play,Pause the Game by pressing "ESC" button, then type the following cheat codes.

Code Results

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RKOARMOUR - Unlimited Armour

RKOKICK - God's Kick

RKOGOD - God Mode

RKOWEAPONS - All Game Weapons

RKOAMMO - Unlimited ammo

RKOSTAMINA - Unlimited Stamina

RKOPUNCH - GOD's Punch

IAHFB - Guns

NAWSS - Health.

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Have you ever watched a bird flying gracefully through the air and wished that you could do the same?
  Some years ago two American boys dreamed of flying, too. Today because of their hard work, you can fly much faster and farther than any bird in a machine much heavier than air. This machine is called an aeroplane.
  Wilbur and Orville Wright had always wanted to fly. As children they loved the old story about a Greek boy, Icarus, who flew with wings that were held to his arms by wax. But, so the story goes, he flew so high that the wax melted in the heat of the sun. His wings fell off and he dropped into the sea.
  "What we need to fly are wings with a machine," said Wilbur. And so the young Orville Wright brothers began to think about how they could build an aeroplane. They owned a bicycle shop. All the money they made from selling and mending bicycles was used in trying to build aeroplanes.
  In 1896 a german man named Otto Lilienthal was killed while gliding in the air. He had hand-made wings tied to his body. The wind lifted him off the ground all right. Then it became stronger and suddenly caught his light wings, returning them over, and he fell to his death.

  When the Wright brothers heard of this, they made a glider, too. But instead of using their own bodies to keep it straight, they thought of a way to make the wings move from side to side when they turned. Next they added a small engine. In 1903 Orville flew their first aeroplane at Kitty Hawk, North Carolina. He stayed up in the air for almost a minute!
  Very few people were there to watch him fly. So the world could not believe that it was really true. But that did not stop Orville and Wilbur. They kept on working.
  They found out how to make the machine turn easily. And they build better safer flying machine. By 1908, just five years later, they were able to fly their aeroplane for two and half hours at a time.
  The United States Army paid them a great deal of money to build planes. They also took their aeroplanes to Europe to show how they could fly.
  Aeroplanes are much larger and faster now, but the work of Wrights was the beginning of a wonderful way to travel, flying through the air.

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"Be a lady dear. That's what we want! " How many times pretty young Florence Nightingale heard these words from her father and mother! But for her, being a lady was not enough. She wanted to do something for others.

Florence's father was a very rich man. Florence took lessons in music and drawing, and read great books. She could speak French, German, and Italian as well as English. And she travelled a great deal with her mother and father.

As a child she felt that visiting sick people was both a duty and a pleasure. She enjoyed helping them. As often as she could, she visited hospitals in others countries. She saw so much suffering that she knew she must help.

At last her mind was made up: "I'm going to be a nurse," she decided.

"Nursing isn't the right work for a lady," her father told her.

"Then I will make it so," she smile. And she went to learn nursing in Germany and France. When she returned to England, Florence, started a nursing home for women. Here she did everything from washing floors to giving her patients new hope.

During the Crimean War in 1854 many soldiers were wounded or became ill. News reached England that they were receiving very little care. At once Florence Nightingale wrote to the War Office and offered her services. She went with a band of thirty-eight nurses to the hospitals at Scutari.

What they saw there was even worse than they expected. Dirt and death were everywhere to be seen and smelled. The officer there did not want any women to tell him how to run a hospital, either. But the brave nurses went to work.

Florence used her own money and some from friends to buy clothes, beds, medicines, and food for the men. Her only pay was in smiles from the lips of dying soldiers. But they were more than enough for this kind woman.

She fell dangerously ill herself, but she did not stop working. Her thin hands worked day and night. Even in the last hours of night she could be seen walking with a lamp past each bed. The soldiers often kissed her shadow as "the lady of the lamp" went by.

After the war she returned to England and was honoured for her services by Queen Victoria.

But Florence said her work had just begun. She raised money to build the Nightingale Home for Nurses in London, and she asked young girls to learn nursing there.

She also wrote a book on public health, which was printed in several countries.

Florence Nightingale died at the age of ninety, still trying to serve other through her work as a nurse. Indeed, it is because of Florence Nightingale that we honour nurses today.

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"What a country!" says the Russian immigrant and popular comedian, Yakov Smirnoff. This exclamation expresses his surprise, delight, confusion, or disapproval as he learns something new about the U.S.A. Most new comers to the United States probably share his mixed emotions. It's a wonderful country, they realize, but it's not heaven.

Most new corners arrive in one of the large urban areas. Some find the crowds, high-rise buildings, and noisy traffic overwhelming: however, they usually adjust to the urban environment rather quickly. It is the American people-their customs and their language-that remain a long-term mystery.

This book attempts to uncover some of the mystery, beginning with the attitudes that most Americans share. What do Americans love, hate, want and believe in? Any statement about the American outlook must take into consideration the nations' great size and geographic diversity, and the fact that it is (as John F. Kennedy said) "a nation of immigrants". Generalizations about third-generation, white, urban, middle-class Americans may not accurately describe new immigrants, blacks, rural residents, or the poor.

A LAND OF DIVER STITY

In area, the United States is the fourth largest nation in the world. (Only the Soviet Union, Canada, and China have more territory.) Its 50 states cover about 3,600,000 square miles (9,324 square kilometers). Forty-eight of its states form one territorial block of land. The other two are Alaska, located northwest of the nation's mainland, and Hawaii, a group of islands in the South Pacific Ocean. They became states in 1959. In addition to these 50 states, the United States government has some control over 12 island territories in the Caribbean Sea and the Pacific Ocean. These include Guam, the Virgin Islands, and Puerto Rico. Residents of these territories are American citizens.

"No one should have to see American for the first time," said one visitor, overwhelmed by American's size and the great variety of its climate and geography. A homesick immigrant from anywhere can probably find a place in the U.S.A. that is similar to his or her native land. The United States has all mountains and flat cornfields, desserts and tropical regions, prairies and forests, rugged coastlines and gentle, rolling hills. The climate, too, covers all extremes. Throughout the United States, summer weather is warmer than winter weather; but temperatures vary, from southern Florida, where visitors come to swim and sunbathe in December, to northern Alaska, where, in winter, the temperature may drop to 750 Fahrenheit.

The United States is also the fourth largest nation in population after China, India, and the Soviet Union. In 1988, there were about 240 million people living in the U.S.A. Although about 95% of the people now living in the U.S.A were born there, the United States has one of the most varied populations in terms of national ancestry. Racially, the U.S.A is about 83% white, 12% black, and 5% Asian. About 8% of the population is Hispanic, making the Spanish-speaking people the second largest ethic minority in the country. Newcomers are often surprised by the variety of skin colors they see, but Americans take if for granted. These differences are more than skin deep. It may take a few generations before the values and customs of the "old country" are altered by an American outlook. Some are never revised.

Traveling around the U.S.A., one also become aware ot regional differences, not only in geography, but also in the way that Americans speak and act. Most Americans can tell what part of the country another American comes from just by listening to the speakers accent. (The Midwester accent is closest to what is heard on national TV.) Styles of cooking vary from place to place, influenced by the different immigrant groups that have settled in that area and by the edible plants that grow there. Recreation varies place to place, determined in part by climate and geography.

In addition, American personalities may differ somewhat from one region to another. For example New Englanders are often described as stern and self-reliant, Southerners as gracious and leisurely, and Westerners as casual and friendly. People from southern California are considered especially eager to try new fads. Mid westerners are considered more conservative than Californians and less worldly than New Yorkers.

However, many regional differences have been erased by modern transportation, communication, and mass production. From the East Coast to the West Coast, travelers see the same kinds of shopping centers, supermarkets, motels, homes, and apartment buildings. Franchiese businesses have created stores and restaurants that look alike wherever they are. National advertising has created national tastes in consumer goods. National news media determine what Americans know about world events and also influence attitudes and styles. Thus, it is safe to make some generalizations about this diverse nation, but it must be done with caution.

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The beast of Bodmin: whether it is a native cat, previously thought extinct, or an escaped exotic pet, the Beast of Bodmin is a creature that refuses to disappear. Indeed, sightings of the panther-like creature continue apace and, unlike other mysterious beasts, modern technology is actually helping to prove its existence. Bodmin Moor is an area of National Park land in Cornwall, southwest England. Since 1983 there have been over sixty sightings of big cats in the area, and some experts suggest there may be a whole breeding population on the moors. In fact, one recent sighting was of a mother cat and her cub together. Despite wide-ranging testimonials from reliable witnesses, a British government report in 1995 concluded that there was no evidence of big cats on the moors.

However, since 1995 some quite startling, tangible evidence has been produced. A 20-second video released in July 1998 clearly shows a large black animal roaming the moor. Experts believe the footage is the best evidence yet to support the idea that big cats are living in the area. Many also suggest the beasts may be a native species of cat which was thought to have become extinct over a hundred years ago. Around the time of the video release, Maurice Jenkins, a quarry weighbridge worker was driving near Exmoor, near Bodmin, when he spotted an odd beast at the side of the road. He trained his car headlights on the creature. Jenkins said afterwards:

‘It was a big black pussycat. His eyes reflected in my headlights and I slowed down so I could get a better look and it sat watching me. It was the size of a collie dog with jet-black head and tail. He leapt away and made off into the fields.'

Real biological evidence has also been found in recent years. A large skull with huge fangs was found near the River Fowey on Bodmin Moor. The bones were sent to mammal specialists at the British Natural History Museum who, when they examined it, quickly realised that the skull did not belong to a creature normally found in the English countryside. Because of the size and position of the teeth, they also deduced that it was the head of a large cat.

In November 1999 a spate of farm animal mutilations on Bodmin Moor caused a high- tech option to be introduced in finding the beast. When a calf and two sheep were attacked and torn apart by an unknown creature, a motion-activated infrared video camera was installed on the moor. Similarly, in January 2001, reserve volunteers from a nearby Royal Air Force base used state-of- the-art night-vision military equipment to hunt for the creature. Rather than practise exercises against an imaginary foe, RAF commanders thought that it would be more interesting for the troops to look for the fabled Beast of Bodmin.

Certainly, the idea of strange big cats roaming Britain is not totally bizarre. In May 2001, a peculiar, vicious-looking wild animal was found in the garden of a house in Barnet, north London. A huge team of armed police, RSPCA inspectors and vets were needed to capture what turned out to be a lynx. A similar event happened in September 1998 when people living close by, in Potters Bar and South Mimms, were told to stay indoors whilst police looked for a large cat sighted there. Generally, however, such animals pose little threat to the human population.

Farmers in southwest England do not agree that these creatures are so benign, and many sceptics believe the Beast of Bodmin is, if anything, an escaped foreign cat. A number go missing from zoos and wildlife parks each year, and Britain's 1976 Dangerous Wild Animals Act made ownership of exotic big cats illegal. Some people believe that if such a pet were to escape from a private collection, its owner would be hesitant to report it missing. Whatever the truth about its origin, there is growing, indisputable evidence that a large, black, feral cat is stalking the land of Bodmin Moor.

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     Once upon a time there were three bears who lived in a house in the forest. There was a great big father bear, a middle-sized mother bear and a tiny little baby bear.
  One morning, their breakfast porridge was too hot to eat, so they went for a walk in the forest. While they were out, a little girl called Goldilocks came through the trees and found their house. She knocked on the door and, as there was no answer, she pushed it open and went in.
  In front of her was a table with three chairs, one great big chair, one middle-sized chair and one tiny little chair. On the table were three bowls of porridge, one great big bowl, one middle-sized bowl and one tiny little bowl - and three spoons.

  Goldilocks was hungry, so she sat in the great big chair, picked up the biggest spoon and tried some of the porridge from the great big bowl. But the chair was far too big and hard, the spoon was too heavy and the porridge too hot.
  So Goldilocks went over to the middle-sized chair. But this chair was far too soft, and when she tried the porridge from the middle-sized bowl it was too cold. So she went over to the tiny little chair and picked up the smallest spoon and tried some of the porridge from the tiny little bowl.
  This time it was neither too hot nor too cold. It was just right and so delicious that Goldilocks ate it all up. But she was too heavy for the tiny little chair and it broke in pieces.
  Then Goldilocks went upstairs where she found three beds. There was a great big bed, a middle-sized bed and a tiny little bed. First she lay down on the great big bed, but it was very big and far too hard. Next she lay down on the middle-sized bed, but that was far too soft. Then she lay down on the tiny little bed. It was neither too hard nor too soft. In fact, it felt just right, and Goldilocks fell fast asleep.
  In a little while, the three bears came back from their walk in the forest.
  Father Bear looked around, then roared in a great big growly voice,
  "SOMEBODY HAS BEEN SITTING IN MY CHAIR!"
  Mother Bear said in a quiet gentle voice,
  "Somebody has been sitting in my chair!"
  And Little Bear said in a small squeaky baby voice, "Somebody has been sitting in my chair, and has broken it!"
  Then Father Bear looked at his bowl of porridge and said in his great big growly voice.
  "SOMEBODY HAS BEEN EATING MY PORRIDGE!"
  Mother Bear looked at her bowl and said in her quiet gentle voice, "Somebody has been eating my porridge!"
  And Little Bear looked at his bowl and said in his small squeaky baby voice,
  "Somebody has been eating my porridge, and has eaten ii all."
  Then the three hears went upstairs. Father Bear saw at once that his bed was untidy, and he said in his great big growly voice,
  "SOMEBODY HAS BEEN SLEEPING IN MY BED!"
  Mother Bear saw that her bed, too, had the bedclothes turned hack, and she said in her quiet gentle voice.
  "Somebody has been sleeping in my bed!"
  And Little Bear looked at his bed, and he said in his small squeaky baby voice,
  "Somebody is sleeping in my bed, NOW!"
  He squeaked so loudly that Goldilocks woke up with a start. She jumped out of bed and ran down the stairs and out into the forest. And the three bears never saw her again.

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*   Dave married

  Dave married, and when his new wife saw the clothes in his cupboard, she said, "Dave, you have only got one good shirt. The other are very old, and they've got holes in them. I'm going to buy you a new one this afternoon".
  Dave liked his shirts, but he loved his wife too, so he said, "All right, Beryl, but please don't throw any of the old ones away".
  Dave went to work, and when he came back in the evening, Beryl said to him, "Look, Dave, I've bought you a nice shirt. Here it is. Put it on".
  Dave put the shirt on, and then he said, "Look at the sleeves, Beryl. They're too long".
  "That's all right," Beryl answered. "They'll get shorter when I wash the shirt".
  Then Dave said, "But the neck's too small".
  "That's all right," Beryl answered. "It'll get bigger when you wear the shirt, Dave".

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 *   Better than a chicken

  Jack was a young sailor. He lived in England, but he was often away with his ship.
  One summer he came back from a long voyage and found new neighbours near his mother's house. They had a pretty daughter, and Jack soon loved her very much.
  He said to her, "My next voyage will begin in a few day's time, Gloria. I love you, and I'll marry you when I come back. I'll think about you all the time, and I'll write to you and send you a present from every port".
  Jack's first port was Freetown in Africa, and he sent Gloria a parrot from there. It spoke five languages.
  When Jack's ship reached Australia, there was a letter from Gloria. It said: "Thank you for the parrot, Jack. It tasted much better than a chicken".
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 *   Fanny and Ethel.

  Fanny and Ethel worked in the same office, and they were neighbours at home. Fanny was rather a careless girl, and she often lost things. Then she usually went to Ethel to borrow more from her.
  Ethel was a kind girl, but she sometimes got tired of lending things to her friend.
  One Saturday afternoon Fanny knocked at Ethel's front door, and when Ethel came to open it, Fanny said to her, "Oh, hello, Ethel. Please lend me a bag. I've lost my mine. I'm going to the shops, and I fell very stupid when I haven't got anything in my hand when I go to the street".
  Ethel laughed and answered: "Well, Fanny, go down to the end of the garden. You'll find a nice wheelbarrow in the shed there. Take when you go down to the shops. Then you'll have something in both of your hands".
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Zcomity - Vào hôm nay Thứ Hai ngày 22/8/2016, một cuộc tập trận quy mô lớn với sự tham gia của 25.000 binh sĩ tinh nhuệ của Mỹ và 50.000 quân của Nam Hàn đã bắt đầu bằng các đợt diễn tập bắn đạn thật và dự tính sẽ kéo dài đến hết ngày 02/9/2016 trong một kế hoạch tập trận liên minh được gọi là "Ulchi Freedom Guardian (UFG) 2016".
Một thông cáo của Bộ Chỉ Huy Lực Lượng phối hợp Mỹ -Hàn gọi tắt là CFC (The Republic of Korea and United States Combined Forces Command (CFC) tại Nam Hàn hôm nay vừa gởi đi từ Yongsan Garrison, Seoul đề ngày 22/8/2016 gửi cho Ủy Ban Liên Hiệp Quốc Đình Chiến Quân sự Bán Đảo Triều Tiên (The United Nations Command Military Armistice Commission (UNCMAC) để báo tin cho Bắc Hàn và các quốc gia biết về cuộc tập trận quy mô "Ulchi Freedom Guardian 2016" nầy giữa Hoa Kỳ và Nam Hàn với sự tham dự 25.000 quân Mỹ, trong đó có 2.500 quân Mỹ đến từ bên ngoài, số còn lại 22.500 đang hiện diện thường trực tại Nam Hàn. Phía Nam Hàn có ít nhất 50.000 quân và các chuyên gia, chuyên viên và cả viên chức chính phủ cùng tham gia.

Theo thông cáo của CFC cho biết có 9 Quốc gia khác gởi lực lượng quân sự tham gia gồm: France, Australia, Colombia, Denmark,Canada,  Italy, Philippines, New Zealand và United Kingdom.

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Tin thế giới.

F-22 RAPTOR HIỆN CHƯA CÓ ĐỐI THỦ

Zcomity (21/8/2016): Mỹ đã triển khai hai máy bay chiến đấu tiên tiến nhất đến Rumani để quan sát tốt hơn với các hoạt động của Nga ở Biển Đen, tờ Air Force Times báo cáo.

Hai chiếc F-22 Raptors là một phần trong lực lượng hỗ trợ của Mỹ hỗ trợ cho thành viên NATO ở Romania. Sứ mệnh của các máy bay này nhằm "tăng cường an ninh cho các đồng minh NATO và các đối tác ở châu Âu", theo một thông cáo báo chí từ Không quân Mỹ. F-22 là máy bay chiến đấu thế hệ thứ năm đầu tiên trên thế giới, sẽ được sử dụng để tăng thêm khả năng tương tác giữa các quốc gia đồng Minh với Mỹ và NATO, đây cũng là một tín hiệu cho Nga rằng Mỹ sẽ cùng đứng về phía NATO để chống lại bất kỳ sự xâm lược nào của Nga. F-22 Raptor loại máy bay chiếm ưu thế trên không một cách nhanh chóng từ một khoảng cánh rất xa, để đánh bại bất kỳ mối đe dọa nào. " Trung Tướng Mỹ, ông Timothy Ray  nói về việc triển khai F-22 ở Romania tại một cuộc họp báo. Việc triển khai đã diễn ra ngay lập tức sau khi một chiếc máy bay quân sự của Nga liên tục khấy động một tàu hải quân Mỹ trong vùng biển quốc tế ở Biển Baltic. Để đối phó với biến cố đó, Ngoại trưởng Mỹ John Kerry nói rằng chiến hạm này có thể chứng minh bằng cách bắn hạ chiếc máy bay của Nga.

Quyết định của Mỹ triển khai F-22 ở châu Âu cũng đi kèm một nấc thang với các dự đoán thảm khốc về sự sẵn sàng của NATO để bảo vệ vùng Baltic trong trường hợp một cuộc xâm lược của Nga nhằm vào các quốc gia thành viên NATO. Việc triển khai F-22 không phải là dấu hiệu duy nhất của mối quan tâm của Mỹ về một nước Nga muốn trở thành một cường quốc toàn cầu. Nhằm đối phó với những lo ngại rằng Nga đang gia tăng  các hoạt động ngầm của họ đến mức độ gần như Chiến tranh Lạnh, Mỹ là sẽ mở lại một căn cứ săn tàu ngầm ở Iceland do Nga đang tăng cường các hoạt động hải quân ở Bắc Đại Tây Dương.

Thế Anh.

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