I can hardly imagine my life without going to the theatre.: While sitting in the theatre I live the life of its heroes I have seen a lot of different plays, but my favourite one is novel Robinson Crusoe. Probably no story is better known all over the world than that of Robinson Crusoe. But we must remember that it is not a true storz It was imagined and written zears ago bz an Englishman named Daniel Defoe. I watched this play in the National Ukrainian Theatre last summer The main actors were Eleonora Stechynska and Andrey Yanovskyi: The costumes of the participants were not so amazing, but simple and usual for that period and century. The greater part of the play tells us how Crusoe found shelter and food, how he built his castle, how he made his furniture and clothes, and how he taught himself many trades and became expert in doing all sorts of useful things. To my mind, it follows that man can live by himself comfortably and make all the things he needs with no other people, no other hands to help him. This novel and play is a glorification of human labour, a triumph of man over nature.
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zears ago bz an Englishman Надо: years ago by an Englishman
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not a true storz: опечатка - true story
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I can hardly imagine my life without going to the theatre.: While sitting in the theatre I live the life of its heroes
I have seen a lot of different plays, but my favourite one is novel Robinson Crusoe.
Probably no story is better known all over the world than that of Robinson Crusoe. But we must remember that it is not a true storz
It was imagined and written zears ago bz an Englishman named Daniel Defoe.
I watched this play in the National Ukrainian Theatre last summer
The main actors were Eleonora Stechynska and Andrey Yanovskyi: The costumes of the participants were not so amazing, but simple and usual for that period and century.
The greater part of the play tells us how Crusoe found shelter and food, how he built his castle, how he made his furniture and clothes, and how he taught himself many trades and became expert in doing all sorts of useful things.
To my mind, it follows that man can live by himself comfortably and make all the things he needs with no other people, no other hands to help him.
This novel and play is a glorification of human labour, a triumph of man over nature.