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※最後まで、翻訳できる方、お願いします。
A quick thinking window cleaner from Fawley managed to catch a child who had just fallen from a balcony on the fifth floor of the Sunbury Heights apartment block in Morford yesterday morning.The hero,48 year old Don Ford,was cleaning the window of a shop across the street when he noticed a small child playing on the balcony.Immediately realizing the danger,he ran across the road,climbed over the fence and was just in time to catch the girl as she fell.Miraculouslly,neither of them were hurt.
The parents of the girl,Sarah Walden,who will celebrate her second birthday tomorrow with the maan who saved her life,later said "We just don't know how to thank him.He should be given a medal."
Local officials were surprised that a child could squeeze through the 18 centimeter gap but have issued instructions for safety nets to be fitted to all balcony fences with a rail to rail clearance of over 15 centimeters.
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The stock exchange is a place where people buy and sell stocks and shares through brokers.Decisions are based mainly on expections of future values and on the potential yields from alternative investments.
Speculators are described in stock exchange jargon as bulls,bears or stags,depending on their behaviour.Bulls want to buy shares which they think will son increase in value.They are optimists.Bears,on the countrary,are pessmists.They want to sell shares which they believe are about to decrease in value.Stags are motivated by short term profits only.They buy new issues of shares which are likely to rise in value over a matter of weeks,and then sell those shares when they judge the value to have peaked.
Although skilled speculators can make huge profits overnight,playing the stock market is a risky business.Ordinary investors are advised to spread their funds over a range of investments and to aim for steady long time growth rather than immediate profits.
どなたか、翻訳、お願いします。助けてください。
※最後まで、翻訳できる方、お願いします。
The stock exchange is a place where people buy and sell stocks and shares through brokers.Decisions are based mainly on expections of future values and on the potential yields from alternative investments.
Speculators are described in stock exchange jargon as bulls,bears or stags,depending on their behaviour.Bulls want to buy shares which they think will son increase in value.They are optimists.Bears,on the countrary,are pessmists.They want to sell shares which they believe are about to decrease in value.Stags are motivated by short term profits only.They buy new issues of shares which are likely to rise in value to have peaked.
Although skilled speculators can make huge profits overnight,playing the stock market is a risky business.Ordinary investors are advised to spread their funds over a range of investments and to aim for steady long time growth rather than immediate profits.
どなたか、翻訳、お願いします。助けてください。
※最後まで、翻訳できる方、お願いします。
It was summer of the year 1883.A poor peasant was on his way to a big city to look for work.His clothes were ragged and his shoes worn out,he had an empty stomach and no money,but he was whistling cheerfully to himself.A kind hearted driver had brough him several nundred miles in his automobile and he had only ahother fifty miles or so to go.
Having not eaten for several weeks,he was a little hungry.He had an old,dry piece of bread in his pocket which he had scrounged from a hardware store he would soon pass,and he was saving it for the right moment.Now that moment had come.
Just beside the road,there was a hamburger store.The delicious smell of beef,onions and lettuce wafted through the closed window to where the poor man was standing.He sat sat down on a toadstool and began to eat his sandwich.
When he had finished eating,he stood up and began to walk away.The owner of the hamburger store came running out,shouting "Hey!You haven't paid for your hamberger."The poor man answered with indignation "What humburger?I don't eat any hamburgers."The store owner replied "No but you smelled them while you were eating,that's nearly the same thing.Pay up or I'll call the cops." The poor man didn't want any trouble,so he said"OK,I admit I did smell one.How much are they?""85 cents,"replied the store owner.The poor man took out a dollar bill and shook it loudly."Did you hear that?"he asked."That was a dollar bill.Now where's my change?"
