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aterribleclanging,andthelittlechildrenofthetown,whohadalways
thoughtitsuchfuntoseethere-enginebefore,werenowsofrightenedtheybegantocrybecausetheyweresurethattheirhouseswere
goingtocatchretoo.ThesquareinfrontoftheSkyscraperwaslled
withpeople.Thepolicetriedtokeepthemoutofthewaysothatthe
re-enginewouldbeabletogetthrough.
FromthewindowsoftheSkyscraperleapingamesforcedtheir
way,and smoke and sparks surrounded the remenwhobravelyset
aboutputtingthereout.
Therehadstartedinthegroundoor,butspreadquicklytothe
upperoors.Suddenly the peoplewho stood gathered inthe square
sawasight,whichmadethemgaspwithhorror.Attheverytopofthe
housetherewasanattic,andattheatticwindow,whichhadjustbeen
openedbyalittlechild’shand,stoodtwosmallboysyellingforhelp.
‘Wecan’tcomedown‘causesomebody’smadeareinthestairs!’
criedthebigger.
Hewas just veyears old, and his brotherwas a yearyounger.
Their mother had gone out on an errand, and now they stood there
completely alone. Many people down in the square began to weep,
andtheheadoftherebrigadelookedanxious.Ofcoursetherewas
aladderonthere-engine,butitwasn’tnearlylongenoughtoreach
sohighup.Anditwasimpossibletogointothehousetorescuethe
children.
“Thechalk!The chalk!Lookatthechalk!It’smovingallonits
own!”
SohystericalandshrillwasNigel’sscream that everyone in the
place, including the Trunchbull, looked up at the blackboard. And
there,sureenough,abrand-newpieceofchalkwashoveringnearthe
grey-blackwritingsurfaceoftheblackboard.
“It’s writing something!” screamed Nigel.“Thechalkiswriting
something!”
Andindeeditwas.
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“Whattheblazesisthis?”yelledtheTrunchbull.Ithadshakenher
toseeherownrstnamebeingwrittenlikethatbyaninvisiblehand.
ShedroppedWilfredontheoor.Then sheyelledatnobodyinparticular,“Who’sdoingthis?Who’swritingit?”
Thechalkcontinuedtowrite.
EveryoneintheplaceheardthegaspthatcamefromtheTrunchbull’sthroat.“No!”shecried,“Itcan’tbe!Itcan’tbeMagnus!”
MissHoney, at the sideoftheroom glanced swiftly at Matilda.
Thechildwassittingverystraightatherdesk,theheadheldhigh,the
mouthcompressed,theeyesglitteringliketwostars.
For some reason everyone now looked at the Trunchbull. The
woman’sface had turned white as snow and her mouth was openingandshuttinglikeahalibutoutofwaterandgivingoutaseriesof
strangledgasps.
The chalk stopped writing. It hovered for a few moments, then
suddenlyitdroppedtotheoorwithatinkleandbrokeintwo.
Wilfred,who had managed to resume his seat in the front row,
screamed,“MissTrunchbullhasfallendown!MissTrunchbullison
theoor!”
Thiswasthemostsensationalbitofnewsofallandtheentireclass
jumpedupoutoftheirseatstohaveareallygoodlook.Andthereshe
was,thehugegureoftheHeadmistress,stretchedfull-lengthonher
backacrosstheoor,outforthecount.
MissHoneyranforwardandkneltbesidetheprostrategiant.“She
fainted!”shecried.“She’soutcold!Someonegoandfetchthematron
atonce.”Threechildrenranoutoftheroom.
Nigel,alwaysreadyforaction,leaptupandseizedthebigjugof
water.“Myfathersayscoldwateristhebestwaytowakeupsomeone
who’sfainted,”hesaid,andwiththathetippedtheentirecontentsof
thejug over Trunchbull’shead. No one, noteven Miss Honey, protested.
AsforMatilda,shecontinuedtositmotionlessatherdesk.She
wasfeelingcuriouslyelated.Shefeltasthoughshehadtouchedsomethingthatwasnotquiteofthisworld,thehighestpointoftheheavens,
thefartheststar.Shehadfeltmostwonderfullythepowersurgingup
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behindhereyes,gushinglikea warm uid inside herskull,andher
eyes had became scorching hot, hotter than ever before, and things
hadcomeburstingoutofhereye-socketsandthenthepieceofchalk
hadlifteditselfupandhadbeguntowrite.Itseemedasthoughshehad
hardlydoneanything,ithadbeensosimple.
from “The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe” by C.S. Lewis
Lucy thought it would be worth staying behind and trying the
doorofthewardrobe,eventhoughshefeltalmostsurethatitwould
belocked.Tohersurpriseitopenedquiteeasily,andtwomoth-balls
droppedout.
Lookingintotheinside,shesawseveralcoatshangingup—mostlylongfurcoats.TherewasnothingLucylikedsomuchasthesmell
andthefeeloffur.Sheimmediatelysteppedintothewardrobeandgot
inamongthecoatsandrubbedherfaceagainstthem,leavingthedoor
open,ofcourse,becausesheknewthatitisveryfoolishtoshutoneself
intoanywardrobe.Soonshewentfurtherinandfoundthattherewas
asecondrowofcoatshangingupbehindtherstone.Itwasalmost
quitedarkinthereandshekeptherarmsstretchedoutinfrontofher
soasnottobumpherfaceintothebackofthewardrobe.Shetooka
stepfurtherin—thentwoorthreesteps—alwaysexpectingtofeel
woodworkagainstthetipsofherngers.Butshecouldnotfeelit.
“Thismustbeasimplyenormouswardrobe!” thoughtLucy,goingstillfurtherinandpushingthesoftfoldsofthecoatsasidetomake
roomforher.Thenshenoticedthattherewassomethingcrunchingunderherfeet.“Iwonderisthatmoremoth-balls?”shethought,stooping
downtofeelitwithherhand.Butinsteadoffeelingthehard,smooth
woodofthe oorofthewardrobe,shefeltsomethingsoftandpowderyandextremelycold.“Thisisveryqueer,”shesaid,andwentona
steportwofurther.
Nextmomentshe found thatwhatwas rubbing againstherface
andhandswasnolonger soft furbutsomethinghardandroughand
evenprickly.“Why,itisjustlikebranchesoftrees!”exclaimedLucy.
Andthenshesawthattherewasalightaheadofher;notafewinches
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awaywherethebackofthewardrobeoughttohavebeen,butalong
wayoff.Somethingcoldandsoftwasfallingonher.Amomentlater
shefoundthatshewasstandinginthemiddleofawoodatnighttime
withsnowunderherfeetandsnowakesfallingthroughtheair.
from “The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe” by C.S. Lewis
Edmundopenedthedoorofthewardrobe.Therewerecoatshangingupasusual,andasmellofmothballs,anddarkness,andsilence,
andnosignofLucy.“Shemustbekeepingveryquietinattheback,”
saidEdmundtohimself.Hejumpedinandshut the door,forgetting
whataveryfoolishthingthisistodo.Thenhebeganfeelingaboutfor
Lucyinthedark.Hehadexpectedtondherinafewsecondsandwas
verysurprisedwhenhedidnot.Hedecidedtoopenthedooragainand
letinsomelight.Buthecouldnotndthedooreither.Hedidn’tlike
itatallandbegangropingwildlyineverydirection;heevenshouted
out,“Lucy!Lu!Whereareyou?Iknowyouarehere.”
TherewasnoanswerandEdmundnoticedthathisownvoicehad
acurioussound—notthesoundyouexpectinacupboard,butakind
ofopen-airsound.Healsonoticedthathewasunexpectedlycold;and
thenhesawalight.
“Thank goodness,” said Edmund, “the door must have swung
openofitsownaccord.”HeforgotallaboutLucyandwenttowards
thelight,whichhethoughtwas the open door ofthewardrobe.But
insteadofndinghimselfsteppingoutintothespareroomhe found
himselfsteppingoutfromtheshadowofsomethickdarkrtreesinto
anopenplaceinthemiddleofthewood.
Suddenlyheheard,veryfaroffinthewood,asoundofbells.He
listenedandthesoundcamenearerandnearerandatlastthereswept
intosightasledgedrawnbytworeindeer.Onthesledge,drivingthe
reindeer,sat a fat dwarfwhowouldhavebeenaboutthreefeethigh
ifhehadbeenstanding.Butbehindhim,onamuchhigherseatinthe
middleofthesledgesataverydifferentperson—agreatlady,taller
thananywomanthatEdmundhadeverseen.
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“Stop!” said the Lady,and the dwarf pulled the reindeer up so
sharpthattheyalmostsatdown.“Andwhat,pray,areyou?”saidthe
Lady,lookinghardatEdmund.“I’m—I’m—myname’sEdmund,”
saidEdmundratherawkwardly.Hedidnotlikethewayshelookedat
him.
TheLadyfrowned,“IsthathowyouaddressaQueen?”sheasked,
lookingsternerthanever.
from “Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets” by J.K. Rowling
The end of the summer holidays came too quickly for Harry’s
liking.Hewaslooking forward togettingbacktoHogwarts,buthis
monthattheBurrowhadbeenthehappiestofhislife.Itwasdifcult
nottofeeljealousofRonwhenhethoughtoftheDursleysandthesort
ofwelcomehecouldexpectnexttimeheturnedupinPrivetDrive.
Ontheirlastevening,MrsWeasleyconjuredupasumptiousdinner
whichincludedallofHarry’sfavouritethings,endingwithamouthwateringtreacle pudding. Fredand George rounded offthe evening
withadisplayofreworks;theylledthekitchenwithredandblue
starsthat bounced from theceiling to wallfor at least halfan hour.
Thenitwastimeforalastmugofhotchocolateandbed.
Ittookalongwhiletogetstartednextmorning.Theywereupat
cock-crow,butsomehowtheystillseemedtohaveagreatdealtodo.
MrsWeasleydashedaboutinabadmoodlookingforsparesocksand
quills, people kept colliding on the stairs, half-dressed with bits of
toastintheirhands, andMrWeasleynearlybrokehisneck, tripping
overastraychickenashecrossedtheyardcarryingGianny’strunkto
thecar.
Harrycouldn’tseehoweightpeople,sixlargetrunks,twoowls
andaratwere goingtotintoonesmallFordAnglia.He hadreckoned,ofcourse,withoutthespecialfeatureswhichMrWeasleyhad
added.
“NotawordtoMolly,”hewhispered to Harryasheopenedthe
bootandshowedhimhowithadbeenmagicallyexpandedsothatthe
trunksttedeasily.
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Whenatlasttheywereallinthecar,MrsWeasleyglancedinto
thebackseat,whereHarry,Ron,Fred,GeorgeandPercywereallsittingcomfortablysidebyside,andsaid,“Mugglesdonotknowmore
thanwegivethemcreditfor,don’tthey?”SheandGainnygotintothe
frontseat,whichhadbeenstretchedsothatitresembledaparkbench.
“Imean,you’dneverknowitwasthisroomyfromtheoutside,would
you?”
Mr Weasleystarted up the engine and they trundled out of the
yard,Harryturningbackforalastlookatthehouse.
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Раздел 5
РаБОТа Над РазГОВОРНЫМ СТИлеМ РеЧИ
I’vethoughtofsomethingelse…
Thatremindsme…Thatremindsmeof…
Talkingof…
Speaking…
TalkingofXmakesmethinkof…
Talkingaboutthatmakesmethinkof…
Incidentally…
SPEAKER LISTENER
Goingbackto…point…
Anyway…
(But)ontheotherhand…
Inanycase…
AsIwassaying…
TogetbacktowhatIwassaying…
WherewasI?
Whatabout…um..
CanIjustaskaquestion?
IfIcouldjustcomeinhere…
Sorryforinterrupting,but…
Bytheway…
MayIjustasksomething?
Excuseme,but…
(But)ontheotherhand…
Whileweareonthatsubject…
I’dsaythat…
Thepointis…
Wouldn’tyousaythat…
Don’tyouthinkthat…
AsIseeit…
AsfarasI’mabletojudge…
Itwouldseemtomethat…
Frankly,Ithink…
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I’djustliketosaythat…
Inmyview…
Frommypointofview…
Personally,…
That’sonewayoflookingatit.But…
Youmayberight,butallthesame…
Inmyopinion…
I’dliketopointoutthat…
Listen to the conversation. Notice how the woman verbally encourages the man to keep talking.
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React to the following statements using Echo-questions.
1. Wehadreallygoodweatherduringouttrip.
2. Thisyearhasbeenextremelysuccessfulforourcompany.
3. Due to poor weather conditions some excursions were can-
celled.
4. Itnormallyrainsallthetimeinthispartoftheworld.
5. Theycan’ttalktoyounow.Theyarebusygettingreadyforthe
party.
Oneofpossibletechniquesforinvolvingothersintoconversation
usedbytheEnglishisa common use oftag-questions.Listentothe
dialogue“Tag-Questions”andwritedownatapescriptofit.Indicate
thenucleartonesinthetags.Preparetopresentthedialogueinclass
withapartner.
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fillers
Ordinary English speech is full of phrases that have very little
meaning but people would have great difculty if they tried to do
withoutthem.Theyaresometimescalled“llers”.
• I meanImanagedtoanswerallthequestions…
• I thinkthat’sgottobeoneofthehighlights–orsoIthought–
ofmylife.
• I meanitwasjustgreat.
• Well,themostembarrassingthingthathappenedtooneofmy
friendswas…
• You know – I mean–itwasobviouslyfairlyeasytosaysobut...
• Anyway, I’msureyouareeagertogo.
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• Arthur,I’vegotthreeessaystodo.(you know)
• HowcanIconcentratewitheveryonetalking?(I mean)
• ButInotonlyneedtositdownandwrite,Ineedtothink!(you
know)
• IhavetobefreetodoasIlike.(sort of)
• Thereareconstantinterruptions.(well)
• Whataboutaskingtheotherswhattheythink?(kind of)
• Peoplecallonyouatallhours.(I mean)
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I —
Tellme,haveyoueverhadaholidaythatwentwrong?
Ohyes,ohquiteafewactually.
Whichwastheworst?
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