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in Shelbyville, Illinois. Mrs Cochrane was a rich woman who had lots of fancy dinner parties. She didn’t do any of the dishes herself because she had servants to do that for her, but she wanted a machine that could do the job faster without breaking as many dishes. No one had invented such a machine so she built one herself. First she measured the dishes. Then she built wire compartments, each specially designed to fit plates, cups, or saucers. The compartments were placed inside a wheel that lay flat inside a copper boiler. A motor turned the wheel, while hot soapy water squirted up from the bottom of the boiler and rained down on the dishes. Her invention worked! Her friends were really impressed and asked her to make dishwashing machines for them, calling them the “Cochrane Dishwasher”. Her friends talked a lot about their new machines and soon Mrs Cochrane was getting orders for her dishwashing machine from restaurants and hotels in Illinois. She patented her design and went into production. She showed her invention at the 1893 Chicago World’s Fair and won the highest award. You don’t have to be a genius to be an inventor. It just takes thought and creativity. Every invention starts out as an idea and everybody has ideas. That means anyone can be an inventor. That includes you!

I live in Russia. Russia is my native country. The Russian Federation is the largest country in the world. It occupies one seventh of the Earth's surface. It is situated both in Europe and Asia. The total area is about 17 million square kilometres. The country is washed by 12 seas and 3 oceans: the Pacific,, the Arctic and the Atlantic oceans. Our neighbours in the south are China, Mongolia, Korea, Kazakhstan, Georgia and Azerbaijan. In the west we have borders with Norway, Finland, Belarus and the Ukraine. There is no country in the world like Russia, with the steppes in the south, plains and forests in the midland, tundra and taiga in the north, highlands and deserts in the east. There is a great number of rivers in Russia. The Volga, the longest in Europe river, flows into the Caspian Sea. The main Siberian rivers- the Ob', the Yenisey and the Lena flow from the south to the north. The Amur in the Far East flows into the Pacific ocean. The deepest lake in the world is Baikal. The water in the lake is so clear, that you can see the stones on the bottom.

Because of the vast territory there are various types of climate in the country. The climate varies greatly in different regions.

Russia is very rich in oil, coal, iron ore, natural gas, copper, nickel and other mineral resources.

Russia is a parliamentary republic with the strong power of the President who is the head of the state. The State Duma and the Council of Federation are the legislative branch of the government.

The capital of Russia is Moscow. It is the largest political, cultural and industrial centre. It is one of the oldest Russian cities.

The national banner of Russia is a tricolour with white, blue and red stripes

A Fair to go Cuckoo About

We moved to the countryside to enjoy
life at a slower pace, but from the moment Susan took up pottery my
quiet life seemed to drift out of control. Suddenly, the house was full
of empty vases and unused dishes, each one requiring my seal of approval
before being put in place on newly-built shelves. Although I
appreciated the fact that my wife had discovered a hidden talent, it was
becoming increasingly obvious that we had to find some use for her
creations before we ran out of space completely. Susan's brightly
coloured ceramic plates and dishes made ideal gifts, but birthdays and
special occasions didnt come around often enough to save us, so I was
delighted when she suggested renting a stall at a local craft fair.

We
live a few miles from the village of Downton, near Salisbury in
Wiltshire. It's a lovely, quiet village on the River Avon that's full of
strange customs and old traditions, such as the Cuckoo Fair at the
beginning of spring. Since the 16th century, people have been coming
from miles around to marvel at this medieval festival. These days,
around 20,000 people enjoy live entertainment from brass bands, street
performers and Morris dancers. For those of us who were brought up in
the city it seems like a lot of quaint countryside fun, but the fair
also has about 250 stalls selling handmade crafts and local produce, and
that's why Susan and I set off for Downton in the early hours of the
morning.

Even at 6 am, Downton was a hive of activity. As the sun
crept across the village, our fellow stall holders were laying out
their wares on stalls that lined Downton's main street just as they'd
done hundreds of years ago. However, this was an entirely new experience
for Susan and she was strangely silent as she arranged and rearranged
her display. For Susan, this was far more than an opportunity to make
some money from surplus handicrafts. She was like an artist preparing
for her first public exhibition and her critics would have to show their
approval by parting with some cash if the day was going to end well.

As
a crowd slowly formed, the homemade honey on the stall next to ours
seemed to be selling well. The old couple who'd produced this tempting
treat offered Susan a supportive smile, but by mid-morning we were still
waiting to make our first sale.

A few potential customers
hesitantly asked about the prices, but most were too distracted by the
hustle and bustle to make a purchase. I confess that my own attention
had started to wander when I suddenly heard the wild, enthusiastic
shrieks of a delighted American tourist. I turned to find a group of
elderly ladies gazing at Susan's display as though they had just
discovered buried treasure. They were generous in their praise and eager
to hand over their money for as many bargains as they could carry. The
attention drew in yet more customers and we were soon struggling to
cope.

By the early afternoon, we had nothing left to sell and we
were finally free to explore the rest of the Cuckoo Fair. The children
dancing around the Maypole looked adorable as they weaved around each
other in their bright costumes. Then we followed a street procession to
the crowning of the Cuckoo Princess. Although I cant say either of us
fully understood the significance of this ancient ceremony, we both
applauded. We wanted to prolong the fun, but it was time to go. As I
drove home with my own cuckoo princess asleep in the passenger seat, I
wondered whether this would be a regular feature of our quiet country
life. For all the satisfaction the day had brought, I certainly hoped
so.