вторник, 28 октября 2014 г.

You can find the last year stories under the title "Mini sagas", the post dated 24.11.2012. Good luck!!!

Fifty-word stories!!!

Dear Group 2.4!!!

Here are your stories; I havn't changed anything; only added titles to some stories that didn't have a title. In one case I am not sure at all that I  got the title right (please correct me in the comments if I didn't!!!).

As you remember, you can comment on the mistakes or the contents of any story, or compare/contrast one or more stories, or categorize them... Help yourselves!!!)))

The Lie
It was a windy day. The successful man has been following a sweet smell. Fortunately, the smell belonged to a young girl. When they were speaking, the girl said that she was 19.
Eventually, girl’s father told to our hero the true about the age.
It’s the end.
A holiday romance 

It was a sunny day in Italy. A man was walking in Rome when he met a wonderful diamond. She was 19, with dark hair and blue eyes. The man had been standing for 20 minutes. He felt her smell. He shouted: "I love you, Mademoiselle!" But she left square.


A DAY TO FORGET
I was extremely worried about my look. My friends were setting up a costume party. I wore my princess diadema - the best part of my costume.
When I came to the party I could hardly believe my eyes. Everyone was in formal suits. I'd never go to the prty again.

Never again
It was a hard day. We nearly died there. It was so horrible but luckily we survived. We’d gone through this nightmare safe and sound. I’ve lost many friends. Some people will never come back to their families. Anyway I will never go to a party with my friends again.

A day to forget(???)
They had very difficult quarrel. She was crying and breaking plates. She begun to pack his staff. She didn't want to see his face again. But could she live without this person?... She woke up at 6 o'clock at the morning. Unfortunately,she understood that it was a horrible nightmare.


The lie
He knew that the lie didn't ever lead to anything good. He felt so nervous about that. Mark persuaded himself that everything would be well. It was a lie for good. "Daddy, read to me more, please" - came the voice of his daughter. He should tell the truth about Santa.


среда, 27 ноября 2013 г.

Research results

So, it's been a week since we decided to repeat the Times experiment.
My report:
About 65 per cent of what I spent last week was spent on others and only about one third - on myself. It is not surprising for a married woman with a family: my routine expences include buying a lot of things for my husband, my daughter, my mother, my dog and others. I would say, that's pretty typical for me.
As for my mood, it's been quite high in spite of the gloomy weather, overworking, undersleeping and other stressful details, which are also characteristic for this time of the year. 
I daresay, to know more about how my mood depends on my spendings I'd have to stop spending on my family and concentrate on my own pleasures - and compare)))))
What about you?

вторник, 19 ноября 2013 г.

Transport in a city

Dear Group 1.5!

Please post your articles in the comments. They will soon be checked by our second year students; so come back to see their comments. 

Good luck and welcome to our blog!

понедельник, 11 ноября 2013 г.

TRANSLATION

Dear Group 2.7!

You are welcome to publish your Russian book beginnings or endings together with your translations of them. (StB p43 ex7)
Don't forget that you also have to comment on all the extracts already published by your groupmates. 
I advice you to analyse the translation and to assess the translation style and methods, to say a few words about what has been translated successfully and what could have been rendered in a better way. You can even offer your own ideas how to translate a paragraph - or just translate it yourself! Try to keep your comments detailed and professional and Advanced level)))
You'll be given a mark both for your translation and for your comments!!!
Good luck!

вторник, 5 ноября 2013 г.

Breaking the silence...

Unlike Susie I don't seem to have any problems whatsoever in speaking to people I'm not acquainted to. But surprisingly, I think I feel a bit like Carl from North London about it: I don't mind talking to them occasionaly, exchanging smiles and hellos, but I don't really want to know too much about them; I prefer to discuss some topics that could be interesting to both of us, to tell jokes, even to gosssip from time to time. However, gettting personal bothers me: if I found I don't really like them or don't share their views, meeting them regularly would become a problem, an unwelcome experience which might ruin my convenient and enjoyable routine. So, I guess, I'm just being a bit selfish)))))