Word nineteen

A child is not born a reasonable be­ing. It is only by listening and watching, examining everything by touching and tasting, that it learns what is good and what is bad. The more a child sees and hears, the more it knows. One may learn a good deal by listening to wise men. It is not enough to be endowed with a brain—only by hearing and memorizing the teachings of the learnt and by avoiding vices one can grow up a complete person.

But if one listens to wise words either with excessive enthusiasm or, conversely, paying too little at­tention, without asking what may not be clear, trying to get to the heart of the matter or drawing one's own conclusions, even though one may feel the wisdom and justice of such good counsels— what is the use of listening?

What can you talk about with a man who does not know the value of words?

As one sage put it: better to feed a pig that recognizes you ….

Mark sentences true (T) or false(F) or doesn’t say.

1. A child is born a reasonable be­ing.

2. A child learns what is good and what is bad by listening and watching, examining everything by touching and tasting.

3. One may learn a good deal by listening to stupid men.

4. Listening to wise words isn’t useful.

What’s the main idea of the nineteenth word’s of edification. Which of these 3 proverbs best describes it?

1. Live and learn.

2. Don’t count your chickens before they are hatched.

3. If at first you don’t succeed, try, try again.

Read the poetry “Summer”byAbai Kunanbaev translated by Dorian Rottenberg. Give your own idea of this poem with own words.

When summer in the mountains gains its peak, When gaily blooming flowers begin to fade, When nomads from the sunshine refuge seek Beside a rapid river, in a glade, Then in the grassy meadows here and there The salutatory neighing can be heard Of varicolored stallion and mare. Quiet, shoulder-deep in water stands the herd; The grown-up horses wave their silky tails, Lazily shooing off some irksome pest, While frisky colts go folic king about Upsetting elder horses, at their rest. The geese fly honking through the cloudless skies. The ducks skim noiselessly across the river, The girls set up the felt tents, slim and spry, As coy and full of merriment as ever.

Returning from his flocks, pleased with his ride, Again in the aul appears the bai. His horse goes on with an unhurried stride, He sits and smiles upon it, hat awry. Surrounding the saba in a close ring, Sipping their heady beverage -- kumyss, Old men sit by a yurta, gossiping yurta And chuckling at quips rarely amiss. Incited by the servants comes a lad To beg the cook, his mother, for some meat. Beneath an awning, gay and richly clad The bais on gorgeous carpets take their seats. And sip their tea, engaged in leisured talk. One speaks, while others listen and admire His eloquence and wit. Towards them walks A bent old man bereft of strength and fire. He shouts at shepards not to raise the dust Aiming to win the favor of the bais. And yet in vain he raises such a fuss -- They sit and never even turn their eyes.

There, tucking up the hems of their chapans, Leisurely swaying in their saddles as they trot From nightly grazing come the young chabans Whipping their lusty steeds god knows for what. A long way off from the aul's last tents With movement and excitement getting warm, On horseback, too, the bai's son and his friends Enjoy a falcon hunt. The bird's in splendid form At one quick spurt such falcons catch and bring Crashing to earth the great, unwieldy geese. Meanwhile that bent old maan, unlucky thing, The toady that had nigh gone hoarse to plea The haughty bais, unnoticed, watches on, And sighs for sorrow that his time is gone.

Speaking

Make a short report about one of the famous persons of our Republic, to find pictures and photos and tell us about a person you are proud of.

Who are you proud of?	-I am proud of...
Who would you like to tell us about?	-I would like to tell you about...

Listening [1. p.115] Listen to the text and fulfill the exercises.

Listening

1. Close your eyes and listen to the poem . Don’t try to understand every word.

● What has happened?

● How does the the writer feel about the world now?

● What words or lines can you remember?

2. Listen again, and read the poem. Answer the questions. Use your dictionary to check new words.

1. A loved one has died. What, in general, does the poet want the rest of the world to do? Why does the poet feel like this?

2. Which lines describe things that could possibly happen? Which lines describe impossible things?

3. Which verse describes the closeness of the relationship?

4. When you fall in love it is said you see the world through “rose-colored glasses”. What does this mean? In what ways is the poem the opposite of this?

Funeral Blues

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,

Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,

Silence the pianos and with muffled drum

Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aero planes circle moaning overhead

Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,

Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,

Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,

My working week and my Sunday rest,

My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;

I thought love would last forever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;

Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;

Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.

For nothing now can ever come to any good.

WH Auden(1907-1973)