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Comment on the tone of the speaker when he says, “Trees are for no shade in winters.”

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Comment on the tone of the speaker when he says, “Trees are for no shade in winters.”

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The speaker in a humorous way notes that during winter, the shade of the tree is not needed. People enjoy the warmth of the Sun.

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पाठ 5.2: Trees - Extra Questions

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पाठ 5.2 Trees
Extra Questions | Q 16

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Dr. Wood : Did you see anyone? 
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