The Presidency - Cloze

A video activity by William Christison

Fill in all the gaps with the missing words, then press "Check" to check your answers. Use the "Hint" button to get a free letter if an answer is giving you trouble. You can also click on the "[?]" button to get a clue. Click the this button again for another letter. You can also click on "[?]" for a different hint. Note that you will lose points if you ask for hints or clues!
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Hi, this is your talking head, Bill Christison. As you probably know, I’m a MadridTeacher. I teach , day out for 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, sometimes 10 days a week, but I enjoy it. The work is fine, the students are great, and . . .

Well, I’m not here to talk about teaching anyway. I’m here to talk about something important. I’m here to talk about the presidency. It’s gone on , far too many years, in fact. I know it. The President knows it. The Vice-President knows it. The administrator knows it. And certainly the community knows it.

This presidency !

Who am I talking about? None other than the President of the community of neighbors in this building, me. I’ve been President for five years. I alternate with the guy across the hall. He the burden with me sometimes. Misery loves company, but not all the time.

If you’re in the lift with three fat uncles and you’ve got a cell-phone, why call on me. If the garage ceiling is water on your car because the restaurant’s pipes are broken downstairs, why call on me. If your key breaks off in the front door at midnight when you’re trying to get in from the street, why don’t , call on me. If it’s winter and the entry-way is dark and it’s, oh, 4 p.m. (a.m.) and someone has forgotten to change the light mechanism, the light , why just call on me. And of course the cleaners, now if the cleaners aren’t retrieving the garbage bins in the morning, then the city could us ma’am. Yes, that’s right, thanks, for calling on me.

And the lift needs , well, no problem, we can call an extraordinary meeting of the neighbors. No-one will attend anyway and we can get it approved. And if you can’t in channels 2 and 5 and you need a new antenna, why let’s call another meeting or let’s do it in the same meeting and get a vote to get that fixed too. Just call on me.

And you lose your monkey, why like the lady downstairs did, she called on me. We found the thing in the patio trying to get into the restaurant through the .

And many more minor irritations like that. But, you know what? It could be a lot worse. In the that I were voted out of office - but who would vote? – who else would take control? Who would that this building doesn’t fall apart? Certainly not the administrator, she doesn’t live here. I do.

Say, you know the other day I needed a satellite dish installed right up on the roof there. Well, all for myself I had it installed. I live on the top here and I the cable through the window and you know whose permission I got?

of the job.

Good day.