воскресенье, 28 сентября 2008 г.

A letter to a friend

Dear Kate,
Thank you very much for the letter you sent me, I was very happy to receive it.
My family and me are well, thanks a lot. Our forth academic year began on the first of September. Everything is standing on its place, but the atmosphere is different from the one was last year. May be, it so because we grow older and become to look on things in another way.
This year we have a new discipline which is called “American History and Literature” that broads our overview on this country and on the English language itself. Overmore, there appeared some disciplines connected with the teaching that will help us during our practice. We have a great working load, but, anyway, I like it - studying become more and more interesting to me. Many students come to study on our faculty and that is wonderful because I made lots of friends among them and have a good chance to communicate with these great guys. So, as you see there are advantages of being a forth-year student.
By the way, give my warmest regards to your parents, how they are?
I’m looking forward very much to hearing from you soon.
Kind regards,

пятница, 26 сентября 2008 г.

Afternoon pages 26.09.08

Isaac Asimov "The Evitable Conflict"
"How do you see the future of Humanity?"

When I listened the passage from the text, many thoughts appeared in my head. I don't want to think pessimistically saying that robots will throng our world and there will be no place for human, they will be our helpmates.
Just imagine: all the work will be done by the creation of genius technologists - a house robot, starting with cooking meal ending with shopping. People will be free to do what they want and after coming from work they shouldn’t bother about the things they have to do about the house. That is why a woman won’t need to run around work and house like a madwoman and devote her time both to building up her career and bringing up the children; men also can be bread-winners and won’t be worry that anything is out of repair or broken, after all, the intelligent robot will care about this and default. The life can become a real fairy tale…

Sacred Writing

"If I could take part in a film it would be..."

I think that every child in his/her life dreamt of being an austranaut, singer, danser or an actor/actress.I'm not the exception: when I was a little girl, I dreamt of becoming an actress.
Yes, of coarse,this profession has some difficulties: it's exhausting: you should give all you've got to reach required effect, spent as much time as it's possible learning the role,getting used to it. Sometimes, you have to refuse to many pleasant things in your life or sacrifice your family for the sake of the career. But, anyway, it has its own amenities. It gives a great chance to a person to realize himself/herself in different life situations, reveal the individuality and show your capacities.The process of shooting a film is a very exciting thing: you get a mass of unreal, with nothing to compare,emotions. You can get acquainted with many interesting people, movie stars that are profficient in the area they're working and who can teach you acting craft that will be useful in your becoming as an actress.
So, if I had a chance of being shot in a film, I would prefer to take part in a comedy or in humorous series. I'm very cheerful person, I like to have fun and entertain people, and I'm not afraid of being laughed at, it's very amusing. Apart from playing role in a comedy, I would like to play a dramatic one. I can easily convey all the emotions, create the atmosphere of a nerve-strain, intrigue the audience and grab its attention.
Well, these are only my sweetest dreams...that may be someday will come true, I cherish hope for it. =)

четверг, 18 сентября 2008 г.

Afternoon pages 12.09.08

Emily Bronte "Wuthering Heights"

The stylistical devices are the main means that help to the author create the atmosphere in the text. They are metaphors, epithets, similies and etc. While writng a piece of work writer puts his own feelings to convey the emotional state. If I think about any litetrary pieces where such an atmosphere is created I remember the book written by Phillis Briggs that is called "Son Of Black Beauty". This book is about the horse which is travelling about different places with a gypsy camp. Colored description alternates with the narration. This way of writing makes a reader imagine the situation and be imbued with the thoughts and emotions of the author.

Sacred Writing

"The need of the the forthcoming flight scared me to death"

The summer is a good time for going somewhere to have a rest and relaxing from everyday routine. Well, as for me, I thought I would do the same this summer ,but...
Once in the morning the telephone rang, there were my aunt who invited me to come to her place, to the South. This offer quickly raised my spirits, a shining smile appeared on my face. Every day I spent carring out the plan of my staying, imagining me lying on the beach under exhausting sun being free from the city buzzing. But my dreams shattered at one moment when I learnt from the cashier of the railway station that there are no tickets for the nearest month. "Dear, it's not a problem", my parents said, "There's a way out - you can buy a plane ticket". I didn't want to get by plane because this mean of travelling scares me more than a big black spider hanging above my head. Anyway, my strong desire of having a rest fought me - I set off to the airport. With a pride and the ticket in my hand I went home. So, long-awaited day came, my parents brought me to the airport and here the fear grabbed me, I rooted on the ground not wishing going further to departure line. My parents managed to push me into the plane. All the way the thought about plane crash was eating my mind, but everything turned out all right: I came to my aunt safe and sound being cheereful and ready to have a good time.

среда, 10 сентября 2008 г.

“There was no possibility of taking a walk that day…” © Jane Air

“The sound of alarm is waking me up…Oh my God…I have to open my eyes and get up, but I don’t wanna to, I don’t have any strength… It was silly of me to agree to help my acquaintance to go working instead of her”, I thought. Anyway, somehow I found out myself at work. So, all the stuff gathered,we sat in the car and set off in the country.It was pouring rain when the car stopped at the open-air café. “Ha! What a nice day!”, the barman exclaimed and with this optimistic phrase in our minds we got out of the car. With the accompaniment of the cloudburst we were preparing the terrace for the guests, I was watching the pouring rain it was like crying of nature…I remembered those happy days when we were together, it was like in a dream: every day turned out for me like a fairy-tale. “I’m eager it back…I want you to be right here, with me walking under the rain…”, I was thinking of it and tears running down my cheeks .