График дистанционного обучения

Пакет заданий для дистанционного обучения учебной дисциплины ОГСЭ.04 Иностранный язык (английский) по специальности 53.02.03 Инструментальное исполнительство (по видам: инструменты народного оркестра, фортепиано) Углубленной подготовки

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Следует предположить, что в условиях создавшейся общемировой эпидемиологической ситуации необходимо применять оптимальные способы обучения, безусловно, такой системой является блочное обучение.

Сущность блочного обучения состоит в том, что студент полностью самостоятельно (или с определенной дозой помощи) достигает конкретных целей учения в процессе «погружения» в блок.

Исходя из собственного многолетнего опыта преподавания, убеждена, что наиболее доступным блоком для самостоятельной работы является лексический.

С предложенным для лексического блока сквозным текстом работаю с 1996 года в частной практике (с 2001 года в ведущих гимназиях города, и с 2008 в СПО). За 24 года он зарекомендовал себя с наилучшей стороны, т.к. написан известными кембриджскими методологами Кэтрин Уолтер и Майклом Своном.

Самостоятельная работа с текстом состоит из чтения текста, выписки в индивидуальный глоссарий слов, вызвавших затруднение при прочтении, а также письменного перевода текста. В дальнейшем педагог проверяет степень усвоения материала при помощи лексической игры “ Snowball “, устного пересказа, ответов на вопросы, чтения по ролям, придумывания альтернативной концовки, приквела, мидквела, сиквела, интерквела, ремейка, спин-оффа, ребута или даже кроссовера.

 

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IT’S A LONG STORY

 

Курс

7

 

`Excuse me.

 Would you like a drink?'

 

''Oh, er, yes.

 Thank you very much.

 A whisky, please.' The young man gave Judy her drink and smiled at her.

 He had an incredibly attractive smile.

 He really looked very nice: calm, friendly and kind.

`Perhaps he's a doctor,' she thought3 - `a surgeon, with those strong sensitive hands.

 Or perhaps an artist, or a musician.' Yes, he looked like an artist.

 She looked at him again and smiled.

 

''What time is it, please?' he asked.

 

Judy looked at her watch.

`Two thirty-five.'

 

`Thank you,' he said, and smiled at her.

 She smiled back at him.

 He smiled again.

 He took a gun out of his pocket, stood s up, and walked to the front of the plane.

 

 

8

 

`Good afternoon.

 This is your hijacker speaking. We are now flying at 550 miles per hour at a height of 29,000 feet.

 In approximately one and a half hours we will be over the north of Scotland.

 I wish you a pleasant flight.'

 

Judy's head was going round and round.

 First Sam, then the police, and now the hijacker.

 Where would it all end?

 Life was really much too complicated.

 She drank her whisky.

 It didn't make any difference.

 She looked out of the window.

 The sky was full of big dark clouds.

 So was her head.

 

Some time later the plane started going down.

 The pilot's door opened, and the hijacker came out, still holding his gun.

 He walked up to her and smiled.

`You know,' he said, `you really are extremely beautiful.

 Come and put on your parachute.' Judy fainted.

 

 

9

 

Judy opened her eyes.

 The sun was shining, and a cool wind was blowing on her face.

 She felt very light and happy.

`Where am I?' she said.

 Behind her, a man's voice said `100 feet above Loch Ness.

 Can you swim?' Judy fainted again.

 

When she opened her eyes, she was lying on the bank of the loch, with her head on her parachute.

`Allow me to introduce myself,' said the handsome young man.

`My name is Jasper MacDonald.' `Why did you hijack the plane?' asked Judy.

  `It's my birthday,' said Jasper.

`Now let's go to my castle and find some dry clothes.'

 

 

10

 

It didn't take long to get to Jasper's castle.

 It was an enormous building, about half a mile from Loch Ness, with tall towers, battlements and a moat, and at least 200 rooms.

`What a place!' said Judy.

`Well, it's not much, but it's home,' said Jasper.

`Let me show you to your room.

 And I'll see if I can find you some of my sister's clothes.' Judy's room was about ten minutes' walk from the main entrance, up a lot of stairs and along a lot of corridors.

 It was beautiful, decorated in light blue and lilac, with some wonderful pieces of antique furniture.

 There was a splendid view of the loch and the mountains.

`This is lovely!' said Judy.

`How many of you live here?' ''Just my sister and I,' said Jasper.

''And the ghost, of course.

 See you later.'

 

 

11

 

Judy had a bath, and then put on some of Jasper's sister's clothes.

 They fitted her perfectly.

 She looked at herself in the mirror, smiled, frowned, and went downstairs.

 

`Hello,' said Jasper.

`Did I tell you how beautiful you are?'

 

''Yes, you did,' said Judy.

 

''Fine,' said Jasper.

`Let me show you round the castle before tea.'

 

`But I don't want to stay for tea,' said Judy.

 

''This part of the castle was built in 1480,' said Jasper.

 I want to go to Rio,' said Judy.

 

`This is a portrait of my ancestor Donald MacDonald,' said Jasper.

 

`I want to see my boyfriend Sam,' said Judy.

 `He was a friend of King James VI,' said Jasper.

 `I love him,' said Judy.

 

`James VI?' said Jasper, interested.

 

`No, you fool,' said Judy.

`My boyfriend Sam.'

 

`Oh, Sam Watson,' said Jasper.

`You don't want to see him.'

 

`Yes, I do,' said Judy.

 

`No, you don't,' said Jasper.

`This is a portrait of my ancestor MacDonald MacDonald.'

 

''How do you know Sam?' said Judy.

 

`He was a friend of King Robert the Bruce,' said Jasper.

 

`Sam?' said Judy.

 

`No, you fool,' said Jasper.

 `MacDonald.

 You don't want to see Sam.

 You want to stay here with me.

 I love you.'

Out of a door came an old man with white hair and very strange clothes.

He was carrying his head under his arm. He looked very like the portrait.

` Who's that?'  

` The ghost.' 

` You don't want to go and see Sam. You want to stay here with Jasper.' 

 

 

Курс

17

 

JUDY:   Who is that woman?

 

JASPER: May I introduce my sister Isabel?

 Isabel, this is Judy.

 

SAM:    If you're Jasper's sister, why is your name Honeybone?

 

ISABEL: It's a long story.

 Give me a kiss, Sam.

 

JUDY:   Put that man down at once.

 

JASPER:   Ladies, ...

 

ISABEL: Who is that woman, and why is she wearing my sweater?

 

JUDY:   Sam, get down.

 

ISABEL: He's not feeling very strong.

 

JUDY:   That's all right.

 I'm a medical student.

 I'll look after him.

 

ISABEL: Oh, no. You're not playing doctors with my Sam.

 

JASPER:   Ladies....

 

JUDY:   He's not your Sam.

 He's my Sam.

 

ISABEL: Take my sweater off at once.

 

JASPER: Ladies, please.

 

JUDY & ISABEL: Shut Up.

 

JUDY:   Sam, protect me from this mad woman.

 

ISABEL: It's all right, Sam.

 Don't pay any attention to her.

 I'll look after you.

 

JASPER:   Sam, where are you going?

 

JUDY & ISABEL: Sam, come back!

 

(Splash!)

 

 

18

 

`North-east Highlands Police Control, calling all cars.

 Calling all cars.

 The hijackers of the Boeing 707 from Rio are believed to be in the Loch Ness area after leaving the plane by parachute about twenty minutes ago.

 Proceed at once to the vicinity of Castle Clandonald and begin searching.

 

Description as follows:

 

Man, British, medium height, dark hair, small moustache, small brown eyes, wearing a blue suit and black shoes.

 He is believed to be Sam Watson, who is wanted in connection with a series of bank robberies.

 He is carrying a gun, and may be dangerous.

 Woman, nationality unknown, tall, blonde, blue eyes, attractive, athletic build, wearing dark clothes and shoes.

 Nothing is known about her identity.

 Approach these people with caution.

 Repeat, approach with caution.'

 

 

19

 

When Jock McHaverty was a little boy, he always wanted to be a bus driver.

 His father hoped he would go into the family business, and his mother would have liked him to be a doctor.

 But Jock just wasn't interested.

 He loved buses - all kinds of buses.

 He loved the way they looked, the smell of the diesel fuel, and most of all, the wonderful noise they made.

 When he was fourteen, he went on his first real holiday - a bus trip to the south of England and back.

 And when he left school two years later, he went straight into the Highland Bus Company.

 

Now Jock was one of the Company's most experienced drivers, working on the Fort William - Inverness route.

 This morning was fairly typical:

 he had eight passengers on board, and would probably pick up one or two more on the way.

 They were about twenty minutes late (Jock had stopped for a cup of tea and a chat at Strathnahuilish Post Office), but it didn't matter.

`Late' was not a word of any great importance in the Scottish Highlands.

 Jock leaned forward a little in his seat and smiled.

 It was a lovely day.

 The Sun was shining on the loch, and the bus was running beautifully.

 Jock changed gear as they started up the long hill towards Clandonald Castle.

 

 

20

 

In her black Porsche, Dr Wagner was getting a little impatient.

 

She was in a hurry to get to her hotel in Inverness and have a bath and a rest, after driving overnight from London.

 But for the last fifteen miles she had been stuck behind a bus that was driving very slowly in the middle of the road, and it seemed impossible to get past.

`Calm down, Mary,' she said to herself.

`You've got plenty of time.'

 

She started thinking about the holiday that was just starting.

 Every year, she drove up to the Scottish Highlands and spent two weeks looking for the Loch Ness Monster.

 Dr Wagner was a member of the West London Society for the Investigation of Strange and Unexplained Phenomena, and she was very interested in monsters, ghosts, flying saucers and things of that kind.

 She had never yet seen anything in Loch Ness, but she always had a wonderful holiday and went back home feeling happy and relaxed.

 She had a feeling about this year, though.

 This year was going to be special.

 Somehow, she just knew.

 

A sudden noise brought her out of her dreams.

 She looked in the mirror.

 Behind her, the road was full of police cars, with lights flashing and sirens howling.

 Dr Wagner frowned.

 She didn't like police cars.

`It's no use making all that noise,' she said.

`You'll never get past the bus.'

 

 

График дистанционного обучения

Курс

Гр. 20, 22

26.03 - №7

02.04 - №8

09.04 - №9

16.04 - №10

23.04 - №11-1

30.04 – Написать приквел

 

Курс

Гр. 30, 32

27.03 - №17

03.04 - №18

10.04 - №19

17.04 - №20

24.04 – Написать интерквел


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