British author sir Arthur Conan Doyle wrote various types of books, from historical novels to adventure stories, but his Sherlock Holmes mysteries brought him fame. The Sherlock Holmes stories have been translated into more than fifty languages and have been produced in plays, films, radio and television series, musical comedies, ballet, cartoons, comics, and advertisements.
Arthur Conan Doyle was born in Edinburgh. Doyle's mother, Mary, was interested in literature, and encouraged her son to explore the world of books. She was a very good storyteller. In his autobiography Conan Doyle wrote: "The stories my mother told me when I was a child stand out more than the actual facts of my life."
Doyle attended boarding school and the University of Edinburgh. Doyle received his medical degree in 1885. After graduating, Doyle practiced medicine as an oculist until 1891, when he became a professional writer.
Doyle's first novel about Holmes, a Study in scarlet, was published in 1887. The story was written in three weeks in 1886. She introduced the detective, Sherlock Holmes, and Dr. Watson, the narrator. Holmes ' abilities border on the fantastic: he is famous for his logical reasoning, his ability to accept almost any disguise, and his skills to solve complex cases.
Watson plays two roles in Holmes ' life. First, he practically helps with the running of his cases; he is the detective's right-hand man. Second, he is the chronicler of Holmes. Most of the Holmes stories are written from Watson's point of view as summaries of the detective's most interesting cases.
As early as the end of 1891, Doyle planned to stop writing about Holmes and end the series. But the public demanded Holmes's return. Doyle's readers expressed disappointment by wearing mourning ribbons, and the magazine that published the series lost 20,000 subscribers. Doyle again revived the famous character in "the Empty house" (1903). The character of Holmes inspired many later writers to continue his adventures.

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This spring break I spent in the southern Urals near the town of Magnitogorsk. We lived in a boarding house on a Bannoe lake near the ski center.

The first day. We arrived very early. Then settled. After that we lifted on a small lift onto the mountain. This day was cloudy and we saw only skiers diving into the mist of clouds. After lunch we went to the pool.

Second day. I tried skiing. It appeared to be very difficult. After dinner we walked around the lake. There we saw a huge blue ice floe frozen into the shore.

Third day. In the morning we skated on the tubes (large circles with the bottom) from a hill and lifted on a small lift. After lunch we went to the water park Abzakovo. It is small, but very good. While we were waiting for the bus my mother bought us cookies. Then a flock of tits appeared and perched on our hands. We had to give them our cookies. They ate from our hands.

Fourth day. We went to a horseback base in the mountains. There we were led into the stables and listened to a little excursion. Then I learned to ride a pony and sledged through in the forest. We froze very much and went to bask in the bath. There I beat myself with spruce twigs and cooled in the snow. After we played billiard.

Fifth day. We traveled to the water park in Magnitogorsk . I did not really like it because there were to much people, but there was water pioneerball.

Sixth day. Before lunch we went to the tubing and after went to the pool. In the evening we skated.

Seventh day. We played paintball. We were dressed in military uniforms, helmets and machine-guns. Then we crawled through snowdrifts and shot each other with rubber balls filled with liquid paint. It was fun. That evening we boarded on the train and went home.

1. This story happened the day before Christmas.The whole house was already beautifully decorated.Mom baked cookies Dad took out a sled for skiing.And I really wanted to open presents.We were looking forward to Christmas.

2.The next day we went to the highest snow mountain I had ever seen.We went skiing, sledding and throwing snowballs at each other.It was incredibly fun.I was tired and we decided to go back home.

3. Going to the house, I looked out the window of our patterned veranda where there was a beautiful Christmas tree and saw the joyful Santa Claus.He was humming, and lay gifts under the Christmas tree which took out a large red bag covered with snow.From the cold I began to read in his eyes and for a second I shut them down.But opening his eyes near the tree was empty.

4.From the house came the pleasant aroma of Christmas cake and duck with apples.I hurried home to celebrate Christmas.At home under the tree I was waiting for a gift from Sveta.It was the most magnificent and mysteriou

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