Нужен перевод текста нормальный человеческий:

существительным
a steam engine car is not used now
this railway bridge is very beautiful

headache, a stomachache, a sore throat, a cold or a pain in some part of the body, we call the doctor.He takes our temperature and our pulse. He examines our heart, our lungs, our stomach or the part where we have a pain and tells us what is the matter with us. He says: “You have a slight temperature”, or “You have the flu”, or “You have heart disease”. The doctor prescribes medicine, and gives us a prescription, which we take to the chemist, who makes the medicine. The doctor says: “Take the medicine twice a day or three times a day, before or aftermeals”. If you follow the doctor’s orders, you get better; if you disobey the doctor you may get worse or even die. If we have a temperature, we must stay in bed and take the medicine prescribed. If we cannot get better at home, we must go to hospital. If we are too ill to walk there, we go in the ambulance. When we have a toothache, we go to the dentist. The dentist examines our teeth. He says: “That tooth has a cavity. I must put in a filling”. If the tooth is too bad, the dentist extracts it.

компаний, которые помогут вам. Они позаботятся о ваших билетах и забронируют все что нужно.

Вы не говорите на языке страны, в которую едете? Есть переводчики, которые помогут вам.

Современный уровень сервиса дает вам возможность путешествовать вокруг света. Вы можете выбрать вид транспорта, который вам нравится: самолет, поезд, корабль, велосипед, или вы можете путешествовать пешком.

Что касается меня, то я люблю путешествовать на машине. Это — очень удобно, потому что Вы можете остановиться тогда, когда вам захочется, чтобы лучше рассмотреть достопримечательности и природу. Помимо этого, не нужно покупать билеты и ходить с тяжелыми чемоданами. На машине мы ездили в Санкт-Петербург к своим родственникам и друзьям. Мы очень хорошо провели там время. Я очень люблю путешествовать! " Заранее спасибо!! Только без переводчиков,плз!!!

Помогите пожалуйста нужен перевод текста и 2 упражнения.:(
Спасибушки всем кто сделает :*

They were not railway children to begin with. I don't suppose they had ever thought about railways except as a means of getting to Maskelyne and Cook's, the Pantomime, Zoological Gardens, and Madame Tussaud's. They were just ordinary suburban children, and they lived with their Father and Mother in an ordinary red-brick-fronted villa, with coloured glass in the front door, a tiled passage that was called a hall, a bath-room with hot and cold water, electric bells, French windows, and a good deal of white paint, and 'every modern convenience', as the house-agents say. There were three of them. Roberta was the eldest. Of course, Mothers never have favourites, but if their Mother had had a favourite, it might have been Roberta. Next came Peter, who wished to be an Engineer when he grew up; and the youngest was Phyllis, who meant extremely well. Mother did not spend all her time in paying dull calls to dull ladies, and sitting dully at home waiting for dull ladies to pay calls to her. She was almost always there, ready to play with the children, and read to them, and help them to do their home-lessons. Besides this she used to write stories for them while they were at school, and read them aloud after tea, and she always made up funny pieces of poetry for their birthdays and for other great occasions, such as the christening of the new kittens, or the refurnishing of the doll's house, or the time when they were getting over the mumps. These three lucky children always had everything they needed: pretty clothes, good fires, a lovely nursery with heaps of toys, and a Mother Goose wall-paper. They had a kind and merry nursemaid, and a dog who was called James, and who was their very own. They also had a Father who was just perfect--never cross, never unjust, and always ready for a game--at least, if at any time he was not ready, he always had an excellent reason for it, and explained the reason to the children so interestingly and funnily that they felt sure he couldn't help himself. You will think that they ought to have been very happy. And so they were, but they did not know how happy till the pretty life in the Red Villa was over and done with, and they had to live a very different life indeed. The dreadful change came quite suddenly. Peter had a birthday--his tenth. Among his other presents was a model engine more perfect than you could ever have dreamed of. The other presents were full of charm, but the Engine was fuller of charm than any of the others were. Its charm lasted in its full perfection for exactly three days. Then, owing either to Peter's inexperience or Phyllis's good intentions, which had been rather pressing, or to some other cause, the Engine suddenly went off with a bang. James was so frightened that he went out and did not come back all day. All the Noah's Ark people who were in the tender were broken to bits, but nothing else was hurt except the poor little engine and the feelings of Peter. The others said he cried over it--but of course boys of ten do not cry, however terrible the tragedies may be which darken their lot. He said that his eyes were red because he had a cold. This turned out to be true, though Peter did not know it was when he said it, the next day he had to go to bed and stay there.

It is on Satpaev Street, between Furmanov Street and Zheltoksan Street. On its southern side, the President's Residence, the former building of the Government and the National television are found. The western side of the square is decorated with the five-star Ankara Hotel. Two high-rise dwelling-houses complete the square on its northern part. Two fountains between them go down Baiseitova street. On a clear day. these fountains offer a picturesque foreground with the square and the Alatau mountains rising majestically behind. In the eastern part of the square, is the Alatau Military Hospital and the Central State Museum. The Monument of Independence by the well-known architect of Kazakhstan Show Valikhanov stands decorating the centre of the Republic Square. This monument is topped by the figure of a Sak warrior with a winged leopard running nearby.