Предмет: Қазақ тiлi, автор: satpaitemirlan4

Кітап сөзді септеу көмектесіңізші

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Автор ответа: serikkazyenlik

Ответ:

Кітаптан

Объяснение:

Сабақта солай жаздық

Автор ответа: ZhanetMatakova

Ответ:

атау септік кітап ілік септік кітаптың барыс кітапқа табыс кітапты жатыс кітапта шығыс кітаптан көмектес кітаппен

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ZhanetMatakova: 100% дұрыс3

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“Where's Papa going with the ax?"fern asked her mother at the table during Breakfast.
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