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Hello, my dear friends!I'm glad, that you liked a photo of wedding! I suggest you one more picture!

Please, give your captions for it!Thank you very much!The best caption was written by Hardi:"I finish this smoke, then I will tell her.. I will tell that.. I will make clear to her.. I will make clear, who wears the pants here! Once and for ever.. I take that phone of her and.. No... no, that wold make it only worse... I, I, I.. damn it!"My congratulations, Hardi!
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Hello, my dear friends!I hope, you are full of energy and interesting ideas for the new contest"Wordless Wednesday#9"! I'd like to suggest you a new photo!

Please, put your captions!Thank you very much!Hello, my dear friends!Thank you very much for your participation in "Wordless Wednesday #9"!I have chosen the caption by Yoh as a winner one:Man: Will you marry me?Bride: Don’t practice on me, brother :PMy congratulations, Yoh!
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Hello, my dear friends!Thank you for your partipation in "Wordless Wednesday"! All of you very witty, your captions are very interesting and amusing! I hope, you have sufficient strength for next contest!I'd like to bring forward a new funny photo to you!Please, give your captions to it! I know - you are full of energy and interesting ideas for the new "Wordless Wednesday"!

I believe in you, my dear friends! I believe in your success!Thank you very much!Hello, my dear friends!Thank you for your participation in "Wordless Wednesday #8"!All your captions are interesting and witty! As always, it was very difficult - to choose caption as the best one, but...it's the role of the contest - the winner is only one!I have chosen the caption "I'm the first dancer of the Bolshoi Theatre!" by Natasha Yankovskaya as the winner one.My congratulations, Natasha!I wish you creative energe, creative forces and new ideas for My English Club always!The caption by Natasha is compact, expressive and very precise about details! :-) (The Goose is standing as a ballet dancer!)
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What kind of thing is the Internet?

The Internet is a good thing. We can’t find so many information in the libraries, as we can in the Internet. It is a powerful base for education.In the Internet we get to know all news – for example, if the victims of some disaster need helping, they often get it thanks to publicity in the Internet.Freedom of speech is a great advantage! We can express one's opinion freely, communicate with each other, even when we are in polar spots of the planet. How many happy families was made thanks to the Internet!..The Internet is a part of us!

The Internet is a bad thing. Thanks to the Internet the criminals and maniacs plan and make felonious movements; they collect data about victims and obtain an opportunity for infliction of smash blow.

In the Internet we can purchase whatever one likes – even children or the human’s organs for a transplantation.Thanks to the Internet we are under permanent observation of web-cameras; somebody, perhaps, read our private correspondence, where we write about our privacy…The Internet takes our life and transforms it to another matrix!

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Hello, my dear friends!I hope, you are full of energy and interesting ideas for the new contest"Wordless Wednesday#6"! I'd like to suggest you a new photo! Here it is!

We often can meet squirrels in city parks - they are not afraid of peiple and even take food from people's hands!I choose as the winner caption the one by Natasha Yankovskaya:"At last I can be on a low-fat diet!"Many women will appreciate this phrase at its true value - a low-fat diet is very actual now! :-)))My congratulations, Natasha!
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Ladies and gentlemen!I suggest you to familiarize yourself with the collection of clothing for young ladies - school-leavers! You can see my son's classmates as amazing models! All the girls are different nationalities and religions! High Fashion is able to unite human beings!

Finishing school is the memorable and solemn event, so the clothes should be up to quality.All the dresses are designed by "All what you want" High Fashion Agency. They are made of bright colourful silk, matching the girls' joyful feelings. The elegant dresses accentuate girls' youth, beauty and grace!These types of dresses you can have made in our "All what you want" High Fashion Agency. It will cost for you approximately $350 -400.Welcome to our "All what you want" High Fashion Agency!Note: I'd like to thank my friend Natasha Yankovskaya for helping in writing the blog "Fashion Show" and giving me the opportunity to operate on her computer! (My computer is broken out!)Natasha! Thank you very much! You are the real friend!
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In the sea, once upon a time, O my Best Beloved, there was a Whale, and he ate fishes. He ate the starfish and the garfish, and the crab and the dab, and the plaice and the dace, and the skate and his mate, and the mackereel and the pickereel, and the really truly twirly-whirly eel. All the fishes he could find in all the sea he ate with his mouth--so! Till at last there was only one small fish left in all the sea, and he was a small 'Stute Fish, and he swam a little behind the Whale's right ear, so as to be out of harm's way. Then the Whale stood up on his tail and said, 'I'm hungry.'

And the small 'Stute Fish said in a small 'stute voice, 'Noble and generous Cetacean, have you ever tasted Man?''No,' said the Whale. 'What is it like?''Nice,' said the small 'Stute Fish. 'Nice but nubbly.''Then fetch me some,' said the Whale, and he made the sea froth up with his tail.'One at a time is enough,' said the 'Stute Fish. 'If you swim to latitude Fifty North, longitude Forty West (that is magic), you will find, sitting on a raft, in the middle of the sea, with nothing on but a pair of blue canvas breeches, a pair of suspenders (you must not forget the suspenders, Best Beloved), and a jack-knife, one ship-wrecked Mariner, who, it is only fair to tell you, is a man of infinite-resource-and-sagacity.'

So the Whale swam and swam to latitude Fifty North, longitude Forty West, as fast as he could swim, and on a raft, in the middle of the sea, with nothing to wear except a pair of blue canvas breeches, a pair of suspenders (you must particularly remember the suspenders, Best Beloved), and a jack-knife, he found one single, solitary shipwrecked Mariner, trailing his toes in the water. (He had his mummy's leave to paddle, or else he would never have done it, because he was a man of infinite-resource-and-sagacity.)

Then the Whale opened his mouth back and back and back till it nearly touched his tail, and he swallowed the shipwrecked Mariner, and the raft he was sitting on, and his blue canvas breeches, and the suspenders (which you must not forget), and the jack-knife--He swallowed them all down into his warm, dark, inside cup-boards, and then he smacked his lips--so, and turned round three times on his tail.But as soon as the Mariner, who was a man of infinite-resource-and-sagacity, found himself truly inside the Whale's warm, dark, inside cup-boards, he stumped and he jumped and he thumped and he bumped, and he pranced and he danced, and he banged and he clanged, and he hit and he bit, and he leaped and he creeped, and he prowled and he howled, and he hopped and he dropped, and he cried and he sighed, and he crawled and he bawled, and he stepped and he lepped, and he danced hornpipes where he shouldn't, and the Whale felt most unhappy indeed. (Have you forgotten the suspenders?)So he said to the 'Stute Fish, 'This man is very nubbly, and besides he is making me hiccough. What shall I do?''Tell him to come out,' said the 'Stute Fish.So the Whale called down his own throat to the shipwrecked Mariner, 'Come out and behave yourself. I've got the hiccoughs.''Nay, nay!' said the Mariner. 'Not so, but far otherwise. Take me to my natal-shore and the white-cliffs-of-Albion, and I'll think about it.' And he began to dance more than ever.'You had better take him home,' said the 'Stute Fish to the Whale. 'I ought to have warned you that he is a man of infinite-resource-and-sagacity.'

So the Whale swam and swam and swam, with both flippers and his tail, as hard as he could for the hiccoughs; and at last he saw the Mariner's natal-shore and the white-cliffs-of-Albion, and he rushed half-way up the beach, and opened his mouth wide and wide and wide, and said, 'Change here for Winchester, Ashuelot, Nashua, Keene, and stations on the Fitchburg Road;' and just as he said 'Fitch' the Mariner walked out of his mouth. But while the Whale had been swimming, the Mariner, who was indeed a person of infinite-resource-and-sagacity, had taken his jack-knife and cut up the raft into a little square grating all running criss-cross, and he had tied it firm with his suspenders (now, you know why you were not to forget the suspenders!), and he dragged that grating good and tight into the Whale's throat, and there it stuck! Then he recited the following Sloka, which, as you have not heard it, I will now proceed to relate:By means of a gratingI have stopped your ating.

For the Mariner he was also an Hi-ber-ni-an. And he stepped out on the shingle, and went home to his mother, who had given him leave to trail his toes in the water; and he married and lived happily ever afterward. So did the Whale. But from that day on, the grating in his throat, which he could neither cough up nor swallow down, prevented him eating anything except very, very small fish; and that is the reason why whales nowadays never eat men or boys or little girls.The small 'Stute Fish went and hid himself in the mud under the Door-sills of the Equator. He was afraid that the Whale might be angry with him.The Sailor took the jack-knife home. He was wearing the blue canvas breeches when he walked out on the shingle. The suspenders were left behind, you see, to tie the grating with; and that is the end of that tale.WHEN the cabin port-holes are dark and greenBecause of the seas outside;When the ship goes wop (with a wiggle between)And the steward falls into the soup-tureen,And the trunks begin to slide;When Nursey lies on the floor in a heap,And Mummy tells you to let her sleep,And you aren't waked or washed or dressed,Why, then you will know (if you haven't guessed)You're 'Fifty North and Forty West!'

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Hi, my dear friends!"Worldless Wednesday" is a very interesting contest!I'd like you to give a caption on this photo:

Thank you very much!I have chosen this comment by Nebia as the best:"Oh! dear look at me, how I look pretty in the water reflexion"first try"Dear, look at me. I look pretty no?"second try"Maybe you didn't see me how I am pretty, dear"the voice was lound"Can't you hear me!!! I am pretty or not"shouting"Yes, yes !!!!"the lady bird smiled"I am hearing you for aaaaaaaaaages"with a sighMy congratulations, Nebia!
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THE FIRE BIRD

In a far away land a thief was stealing golden apples which had the power of bestowing youth and beauty from Tsar Berendey`s magic Garden. The guards of the Tsar were unable to stop this, for as hard as they tried, the thief always got away.

None of the guards could even see this thief. The Tsar was frustrated for he needed the golden apples for himself, as he was married to a very beautiful young Queen.

The only person who spotted the thief was the Tsar's son, Prince Ivan Tsarevich. As the night came upon the Garden, the young Tsarevich hid under a water bucket and listened closely to every sound around him. At dawn, the Prince almost fell asleep, but the silence was broken by a magical being. The Prince pulled the water bucket up slightly so he could just see through the thin opening. And there it was; The Fire Bird.

In the depth of night the Fire Bird would fly into the garden with its feathers blazing with a silvery of golden sheen. Its eyes were shining like crystals and would light the place as brightly as a thousand burning fires. The Tsarevich crawled up to the unsuspecting bird, and rushed to grab it by the tail.

The next day Prince Ivan told his father the old Tsar, about the Fire Bird. He showed his father the only feather he had managed to get from the Bird's tail. As the Bird was too smart and flew away. From that day on the Tsar was obsessed with the idea of capturing the Fire Bird for himself. In order to find the Bird he sent his three sons on a journey to another Kingdom.Ivan Tsarevich's adventure begins when after a long day's ride he falls asleep, only to awake in the morning and find his horse gone. Wondering through the woods he meets a gray wolf who confesses that he ate the horse. Grateful that Ivan had spared his life, Gray Wolf offers to let Ivan ride on his back. Grey Wolf takes Ivan to Tsar Afron's kingdom, where the Fire Bird is kept in a golden cage inside the Tsar's walled garden.The Prince warned by the Gray Wolf to take only the bird, and not the cage, takes the cage as well and triggers an alarm. Captured by Tsar Afron, he is told that in order to have the Fire Bird he must pay for it with the Horse of the Golden Mane, which is in possession of Tsar Kusman.The Gray Wolf carries Ivan to Kusman's palace and advises him to acquire the horse but not the bridle. Once again the Prince is tempted by the gold and diamonds in the bridle, so he ignores the advice. He again becomes captured by Kusman, who now says he will only give him the horse in exchange for the fair Princess Elena, who was residing with Tsar Dalmat.

This time the wolf does the work himself and seizes Elena. He brings her back to Ivan and the Prince falls in love with her. The wolf offers to trick Kusman by assuming Elena's shape and also to trick Afron too by assuming the form of the horse.Ivan returns, with Elena, the horse and the Fire Bird, however when the wolf leaves him he is ambushed and killed by his brothers.The wolf then returns and revives him with the Waters of Life and Death, the brothers are banished, and Ivan Tsarevich meets Tsar Berendey to tell his tragic story. When the Tsar's grief fades, the Prince marries Elena the Fair and they lived happily ever after.
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Russian Fairy Tales

ALYONUSHKA

Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, a brother and sister walked together down a long road. The sister's name was Alyonushka, and her brother was called Ivanushka. The two had been walking a long time when they came to a cow's hoof filled with water. "May I drink form it sister?" Little Ivanushka asked. "No, or you will turn into a calf." Alyonushka answered. Little Ivanushka was very thirsty, but obeyed his sister. He obeyed her again when they came to a horse's hoof filled with water. Alyonushka told him that if he drank from it, he would turn into a foal.

The brother and sister walked along further, and Ivanushka became increasingly thirsty. Then they came upon a goat's hoof filled with water. "May I drink from it?" Ivanushka asked. Alyonushka once again was firm, "No, if you do you will turn into a kid." But this time the boy disobeyed his sister, and on his first sip turned into a little goat.Alyonushka sat on the rode crying when a merchant drove by and inquired about her trouble. Alyonushka explained the situation to him, and he said that if she married him they could live happily with the goat. Alyonushka agreed, and so they lived happily this way for some time.Then one day an evil witch tricked Alyonushka into going down to the river, where she tied a stone around her neck and threw her in. The witch then took on Alyonuska's form and lived as her for awhile. Only poor Ivanushka new the truth about his sister. Little did he know that the witch had plans for him too. When the wicked woman overheard him one day talking to his sister in the lake, she decided to ask the merchant to kill the little goat.

It was hard for the merchant to agree to kill Ivanushka, as he loved the goat like a person. But, begin deceived by the witch, he felt his wife's wishes to be the most important. Ivanushka asked the merchant if he could go to the river for one last drink before he died, and the merchant agreed. There at the river's edge the goat cried out to his sister, and she answered him that she couldn't help him with a stone tied around her neck. Neither the brother nor sister realized that this time a peasant had overheard their conversation, and was on his way to stop the merchant form killing Ivanushka.

Upon hearing the peasant's story, the merchant ran to the river, found Alyonushka, and took the stone from around her neck. The witch was then tied to a horse, which was turned loose in an opened field. The little goat was so happy that he turned three summersaults, and was changed back into a boy.They lived happily ever after.
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