Fill іn\вставить модальные глаголы Stacy is so lucky: she .. wear a school uniform.
a)doesn't have to
b)don't have to
c) mustn't
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Ну вот письмо написала на русском ,и перевала на англискии язык!!)
можете я подумать что я скопирована из интернета но нет )
Если не верити я больше вам не могу

Дорогой Алекс, 

за твое письмо. Приятно было получить весточку от тебя. 

Я хотел бы рассказать тебе о моих выходных. Мой последний уйкенд не был однообразный. В пятницу я остался дома и смотрел телевизор. Пришел мой друг и мы вечером смотрели фильм на компьютере. Этот фильм назывался «Слишком быстро, слишком яростно - 3", и это было очень интересно. В воскресенье я отдыхал весь день дома. Утром я вспомнил, что у меня было домашнее задание, поэтому я сделал его. Вечером смотрел телевизор, а потом пошел спать. 

Я думаю, что мой отдых зависит от сезона, потому что зимой я меньше гуляю на улице, чем летом. Летом есть много развлечений! 

Я предпочитаю проводить свои выходные со своими родителями и друзьями, потому что мы с ними много веселимся. Я люблю свои выходные и свою семью! 

напиши о твоих выходных.

С наилучшими пожеланиями,

Иван

Dear Alex,

Thank you for your letter. It was nice to hear from you. 

I would like to tell you about my weekend. My last weekend was not monotonous. On Friday, I was staying at home and watching TV. My friend arrived and we were watching a film on the computer in the evening. This movie was called "Too fast too furious 3" and it was very interesting. On Sunday, I was relaxing all day at home. In the morning, I remembered that I had homework; so I did it. In the evening, I was watching TV and afterwards I went to bed.

I think my rest depends on the season, because in winter I walk less than in summer. In summer there are a lot of entertainments!

I prefer to spend my weekends with my parents and friends because I have a lot of fun with them. I love my weekend and my family!

Please, write about your weekend.

Best wishes,

Ivan

The action of the novel takes place in London, in the late nineteenth century.
Mr. Utterson, the notary, was a reserved man, taciturn and awkward in society, and still very pretty. He was strict with them, but to the weakness of the neighbors were gracious, preferring to help, not to condemn. But because he often had to be the last decent familiar to many impoverished people and the last good influence in their lives. Of this kind were those ties of friendship that bound Mr. Utterson with his distant relative Mr. Richard Enfield, London Bon vivant. They both loved together for Sunday walks, for which he sacrificed other things.
One Sunday, the case led them to a street of one of the business districts of London. Its inhabitants have succeeded, so the street looked clean and elegant. This neatness was broken only by one building, with a sullen, non-residential. Mr. Enfield told Utterson strange story connected with this building.
Once Enfield came home at three in the morning through the lane. Suddenly he saw a low man, who quickly walked down the street.