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Listen Carefully to the Description of a Villa on Sale. Based on the Information, Draw the Sketch of the Villa Being Described. - English - Communicative

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Listen carefully to the description of a Villa on sale. Based on the information, draw the sketch of the Villa being described.

There's an island in the middle of a lake. In the middle of the island there's a two floor
villa. The stark white color of the villa is toned by the rows of palm trees and shrubs in
the front lawn. The red roof with a green chimney compliments the multi-colored
flowers that greet a person as the big door and four windows on the ground floor open.
In the corner of the lawn, there is an enclosed area for the birds. In the backyard there is
a huge tree, beside the small pool. Under the tree I have placed a relaxing chair.
There're a lot of big trees to the left of the house. On the lake, to the right of the island
there is a row of houseboats while to the left of the lake there's a hill with a lighthouse on
the top. (About 150 words)

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Chapter 3.1: Villa for Sale - Exercise [Page 105]

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CBSE English Communicative - Literature Reader [English] Class 9
Chapter 3.1 Villa for Sale
Exercise | Q 8 | Page 105

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