Il faut que je corrige ce texte pour demain si je veux me rajouter des points ! J'ai regardé un peu mais j'aimerais avoir votre aide afin d'être sur de mes fautes.
Je souligne ce qui est faux.
Paul hesitates between accept or refuse. He has never liked the Maoris tribe and I known it.
"I don't know, I'm sorry !" He said he was sorry but he meant.
"I'm sorry to insist but he is going to die !"
"Yes, I see that. But, it is a very important decision for accept now.
"I have need reflexions". He tried to find excuses but my mother, Jim and me weren't worry. We felt compassion.
"Please Sir, respect the last volonties of one old man…"
My father was understanding the gravity of the situation.
"Please, wait a minute. I will speak to my wife". Tom smiling.
"So, you, what do you want ?"
"You know, I haven't never liked the tribe, as you… but I don't agree with your decision. We can't leave him. He is very old and he will die. We can accept their proposition."
"Ok, I will accept but if they destroy anything, I will not agree…"
"Of course."
"It's OK. You can come on my land."
The tribe's spokesman was become so happy. And every tribe was singing.
The old man shook his hands to say "thank you".
Five days after… the old man died.
His soul departs for Rerengawaira and will rest in peace for ever.
Merci d'avance !
Je souligne ce qui est faux.
Paul hesitates between accept or refuse. He has never liked the Maoris tribe and I known it.
"I don't know, I'm sorry !" He said he was sorry but he meant.
"I'm sorry to insist but he is going to die !"
"Yes, I see that. But, it is a very important decision for accept now.
"I have need reflexions". He tried to find excuses but my mother, Jim and me weren't worry. We felt compassion.
"Please Sir, respect the last volonties of one old man…"
My father was understanding the gravity of the situation.
"Please, wait a minute. I will speak to my wife". Tom smiling.
"So, you, what do you want ?"
"You know, I haven't never liked the tribe, as you… but I don't agree with your decision. We can't leave him. He is very old and he will die. We can accept their proposition."
"Ok, I will accept but if they destroy anything, I will not agree…"
"Of course."
"It's OK. You can come on my land."
The tribe's spokesman was become so happy. And every tribe was singing.
The old man shook his hands to say "thank you".
Five days after… the old man died.
His soul departs for Rerengawaira and will rest in peace for ever.
Merci d'avance !