Pre-Intermediate File 6B WB

Are these sentences promises (P), decisions (D), or offers (O)?

1. I’ll remember to tell her.

Are these sentences promises (P), decisions (D), or offers (O)?

2. Shall I get you some water?

Are these sentences promises (P), decisions (D), or offers (O)?

3. I’ll help you clean your room, if you like.

Are these sentences promises (P), decisions (D), or offers (O)?

4. I’ll have the chocolate cake, please.

Are these sentences promises (P), decisions (D), or offers (O)?

5. I won’t tell your girlfriend.

Complete the sentences with these verbs.

1. A Do you want to borrow some money?
B Yes, please. I’ll_______you back next week.

Complete the sentences with these verbs.

2. A The person you want to see isn’t here. She’s at lunch.
B That’s OK. I’ll_______back later.

Complete the sentences with these verbs.

3. A It’s a really nice top, but it doesn’t fit me.
B Don’t worry. I’ll________it back to the shop and change it.

Complete the sentences with these verbs.

4. A Have you finished that book | lent you?
B Yes. I’ll________it back to you tomorrow.

Complete the sentences with these verbs.

5. A That toy car you bought on the internet doesn’t work.
B Doesn’t it? I’ll_______it back, then.

Read the text.

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An expensive lesson

My name’s Paul, and this happened to me
when I was visiting a friend in Paris.

I was getting off the Eurostar train at the Gare du Nord station when a man came up to me. He was wearing a suit and he looked quite respectable. ‘Do you speak English?’ he asked. He had a French accent, but he said he was a banker from Montreal in the French-speaking part of Canada. Then he told me he had a problem. ‘I’m here in Paris with my wife and our three children, and we don’t have enough money for a hotel. You see, my wife tried to get money from a cash machine, but she couldn’t remember our PIN number. She used the wrong number three times, so the machine kept her card. Could you help me?’ I wasn’t sure, so I asked to see his passport. ‘My passport is with my wife. She’s waiting in a café with the children. We only need €65 for the night and I promise ’ll pay you back.’ By this time the man was actually crying, so I thought he was telling the truth. I agreed to lend him the money and I wrote down his name, email address, and phone number in Montreal. Then we went to a cash machine and I gave him the money. He said thank you, gave me a big hug, and left. I never saw him or heard from him ever again. I knew his story wasn’t completely true. Why did a banker have only one bank card? Why didn’t he tell me how he would pay me back? Were his wife and children really in the café, and did they even exist? But I was tired and in a foreign country, and I felt like Thad to help him. I now know to be very careful who I talk to when I arrive somewhere new!

Read the text. Number the sentences in the right order.

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An expensive lesson

My name’s Paul, and this happened to me
when I was visiting a friend in Paris.

I was getting off the Eurostar train at the Gare du Nord station when a man came up to me. He was wearing a suit and he looked quite respectable. ‘Do you speak English?’ he asked. He had a French accent, but he said he was a banker from Montreal in the French-speaking part of Canada. Then he told me he had a problem. ‘I’m here in Paris with my wife and our three children, and we don’t have enough money for a hotel. You see, my wife tried to get money from a cash machine, but she couldn’t remember our PIN number. She used the wrong number three times, so the machine kept her card. Could you help me?’ I wasn’t sure, so I asked to see his passport. ‘My passport is with my wife. She’s waiting in a café with the children. We only need €65 for the night and I promise ’ll pay you back.’ By this time the man was actually crying, so I thought he was telling the truth. I agreed to lend him the money and I wrote down his name, email address, and phone number in Montreal. Then we went to a cash machine and I gave him the money. He said thank you, gave me a big hug, and left. I never saw him or heard from him ever again. I knew his story wasn’t completely true. Why did a banker have only one bank card? Why didn’t he tell me how he would pay me back? Were his wife and children really in the café, and did they even exist? But I was tired and in a foreign country, and I felt like Thad to help him. I now know to be very careful who I talk to when I arrive somewhere new!

Read the text. Number the sentences in the right order.

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An expensive lesson

My name’s Paul, and this happened to me
when I was visiting a friend in Paris.

I was getting off the Eurostar train at the Gare du Nord station when a man came up to me. He was wearing a suit and he looked quite respectable. ‘Do you speak English?’ he asked. He had a French accent, but he said he was a banker from Montreal in the French-speaking part of Canada. Then he told me he had a problem. ‘I’m here in Paris with my wife and our three children, and we don’t have enough money for a hotel. You see, my wife tried to get money from a cash machine, but she couldn’t remember our PIN number. She used the wrong number three times, so the machine kept her card. Could you help me?’ I wasn’t sure, so I asked to see his passport. ‘My passport is with my wife. She’s waiting in a café with the children. We only need €65 for the night and I promise ’ll pay you back.’ By this time the man was actually crying, so I thought he was telling the truth. I agreed to lend him the money and I wrote down his name, email address, and phone number in Montreal. Then we went to a cash machine and I gave him the money. He said thank you, gave me a big hug, and left. I never saw him or heard from him ever again. I knew his story wasn’t completely true. Why did a banker have only one bank card? Why didn’t he tell me how he would pay me back? Were his wife and children really in the café, and did they even exist? But I was tired and in a foreign country, and I felt like Thad to help him. I now know to be very careful who I talk to when I arrive somewhere new!

Read the text. Number the sentences in the right order.

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An expensive lesson

My name’s Paul, and this happened to me
when I was visiting a friend in Paris.

I was getting off the Eurostar train at the Gare du Nord station when a man came up to me. He was wearing a suit and he looked quite respectable. ‘Do you speak English?’ he asked. He had a French accent, but he said he was a banker from Montreal in the French-speaking part of Canada. Then he told me he had a problem. ‘I’m here in Paris with my wife and our three children, and we don’t have enough money for a hotel. You see, my wife tried to get money from a cash machine, but she couldn’t remember our PIN number. She used the wrong number three times, so the machine kept her card. Could you help me?’ I wasn’t sure, so I asked to see his passport. ‘My passport is with my wife. She’s waiting in a café with the children. We only need €65 for the night and I promise ’ll pay you back.’ By this time the man was actually crying, so I thought he was telling the truth. I agreed to lend him the money and I wrote down his name, email address, and phone number in Montreal. Then we went to a cash machine and I gave him the money. He said thank you, gave me a big hug, and left. I never saw him or heard from him ever again. I knew his story wasn’t completely true. Why did a banker have only one bank card? Why didn’t he tell me how he would pay me back? Were his wife and children really in the café, and did they even exist? But I was tired and in a foreign country, and I felt like Thad to help him. I now know to be very careful who I talk to when I arrive somewhere new!

Read the text. Number the sentences in the right order.

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An expensive lesson

My name’s Paul, and this happened to me
when I was visiting a friend in Paris.

I was getting off the Eurostar train at the Gare du Nord station when a man came up to me. He was wearing a suit and he looked quite respectable. ‘Do you speak English?’ he asked. He had a French accent, but he said he was a banker from Montreal in the French-speaking part of Canada. Then he told me he had a problem. ‘I’m here in Paris with my wife and our three children, and we don’t have enough money for a hotel. You see, my wife tried to get money from a cash machine, but she couldn’t remember our PIN number. She used the wrong number three times, so the machine kept her card. Could you help me?’ I wasn’t sure, so I asked to see his passport. ‘My passport is with my wife. She’s waiting in a café with the children. We only need €65 for the night and I promise ’ll pay you back.’ By this time the man was actually crying, so I thought he was telling the truth. I agreed to lend him the money and I wrote down his name, email address, and phone number in Montreal. Then we went to a cash machine and I gave him the money. He said thank you, gave me a big hug, and left. I never saw him or heard from him ever again. I knew his story wasn’t completely true. Why did a banker have only one bank card? Why didn’t he tell me how he would pay me back? Were his wife and children really in the café, and did they even exist? But I was tired and in a foreign country, and I felt like Thad to help him. I now know to be very careful who I talk to when I arrive somewhere new!

Read the text. Number the sentences in the right order.

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An expensive lesson

My name’s Paul, and this happened to me
when I was visiting a friend in Paris.

I was getting off the Eurostar train at the Gare du Nord station when a man came up to me. He was wearing a suit and he looked quite respectable. ‘Do you speak English?’ he asked. He had a French accent, but he said he was a banker from Montreal in the French-speaking part of Canada. Then he told me he had a problem. ‘I’m here in Paris with my wife and our three children, and we don’t have enough money for a hotel. You see, my wife tried to get money from a cash machine, but she couldn’t remember our PIN number. She used the wrong number three times, so the machine kept her card. Could you help me?’ I wasn’t sure, so I asked to see his passport. ‘My passport is with my wife. She’s waiting in a café with the children. We only need €65 for the night and I promise ’ll pay you back.’ By this time the man was actually crying, so I thought he was telling the truth. I agreed to lend him the money and I wrote down his name, email address, and phone number in Montreal. Then we went to a cash machine and I gave him the money. He said thank you, gave me a big hug, and left. I never saw him or heard from him ever again. I knew his story wasn’t completely true. Why did a banker have only one bank card? Why didn’t he tell me how he would pay me back? Were his wife and children really in the café, and did they even exist? But I was tired and in a foreign country, and I felt like Thad to help him. I now know to be very careful who I talk to when I arrive somewhere new!

Read the text. Number the sentences in the right order.

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An expensive lesson

My name’s Paul, and this happened to me
when I was visiting a friend in Paris.

I was getting off the Eurostar train at the Gare du Nord station when a man came up to me. He was wearing a suit and he looked quite respectable. ‘Do you speak English?’ he asked. He had a French accent, but he said he was a banker from Montreal in the French-speaking part of Canada. Then he told me he had a problem. ‘I’m here in Paris with my wife and our three children, and we don’t have enough money for a hotel. You see, my wife tried to get money from a cash machine, but she couldn’t remember our PIN number. She used the wrong number three times, so the machine kept her card. Could you help me?’ I wasn’t sure, so I asked to see his passport. ‘My passport is with my wife. She’s waiting in a café with the children. We only need €65 for the night and I promise ’ll pay you back.’ By this time the man was actually crying, so I thought he was telling the truth. I agreed to lend him the money and I wrote down his name, email address, and phone number in Montreal. Then we went to a cash machine and I gave him the money. He said thank you, gave me a big hug, and left. I never saw him or heard from him ever again. I knew his story wasn’t completely true. Why did a banker have only one bank card? Why didn’t he tell me how he would pay me back? Were his wife and children really in the café, and did they even exist? But I was tired and in a foreign country, and I felt like Thad to help him. I now know to be very careful who I talk to when I arrive somewhere new!

Read the text. Number the sentences in the right order.

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An expensive lesson

My name’s Paul, and this happened to me
when I was visiting a friend in Paris.

I was getting off the Eurostar train at the Gare du Nord station when a man came up to me. He was wearing a suit and he looked quite respectable. ‘Do you speak English?’ he asked. He had a French accent, but he said he was a banker from Montreal in the French-speaking part of Canada. Then he told me he had a problem. ‘I’m here in Paris with my wife and our three children, and we don’t have enough money for a hotel. You see, my wife tried to get money from a cash machine, but she couldn’t remember our PIN number. She used the wrong number three times, so the machine kept her card. Could you help me?’ I wasn’t sure, so I asked to see his passport. ‘My passport is with my wife. She’s waiting in a café with the children. We only need €65 for the night and I promise ’ll pay you back.’ By this time the man was actually crying, so I thought he was telling the truth. I agreed to lend him the money and I wrote down his name, email address, and phone number in Montreal. Then we went to a cash machine and I gave him the money. He said thank you, gave me a big hug, and left. I never saw him or heard from him ever again. I knew his story wasn’t completely true. Why did a banker have only one bank card? Why didn’t he tell me how he would pay me back? Were his wife and children really in the café, and did they even exist? But I was tired and in a foreign country, and I felt like Thad to help him. I now know to be very careful who I talk to when I arrive somewhere new!

Listen to five speakers describing problems they have had abroad.

Listen again and match the speakers with the