суббота, 12 октября 2013 г.

Annabel Lee

"Annabel Lee" is the last complete poem[1] composed by American author Edgar Allan Poe. Like many of Poe's poems, it explores the theme of the death of a beautiful woman.[2] The narrator, who fell in love with Annabel Lee when they were young, has a love for her so strong that even angels are envious. He retains his love for her even after her death. There has been debate over who, if anyone, was the inspiration for "Annabel Lee". Though many women have been suggested, Poe's wife Virginia Eliza Clemm Poe is one of the more credible candidates. Written in 1849, it was not published until shortly after Poe's death that same year.

четверг, 26 сентября 2013 г.

Маленький кроссворд про английский язык.

Извиняюсь за качество. Постораюсь потом переделать)))

1) A is the __________ letter in English ABC
2) English is a _______ .                               
3) Z is the _____ letter in ABC.                    
4) "Big" is an ______ .                                  
5) E is the most _____ letter in English.         
6) "Be" is a _____ .                                      
7) "Cat" is a _____ .                                     
8) The synonym for "Children".                     
9) The opposite for "New"                           
10) "Usually" is an _____.                             

Ответы - 
1) first       
2) language
3) last        
4) adjective
6) verb     
7) noun     
8) kids    
9) old     
10) adverb

Номер 10 я пропустила - он около двойки))) Может еще какие ляпы есть. Пардон - торопилась)

вторник, 10 сентября 2013 г.

Международный проект - продолжение

А вот альбом, присланный американской стороной - путешествие наших матрешек) Пока выкладываю фотографии. Они еще не все.

пятница, 23 августа 2013 г.

Проект Travel Buddy - часть первая

Это не связано со стихами, но связано с английским. Хочу рассказать про международный проект, в котором участвовали мои ученики - 4 ученицы гимназии 42 (2 ученицы 6 класса и 2 ученицы 8 класса). По воле случая все они Марии)))
Итак, наша сторона - я (учитель) и 4 ученицы.
Американская сторона - Терри и Надя. Имя у девочки русское, но корней русских нет. Терри - её мама, учитель ИЗО. Наде 17 лет, она старше моих учениц.
Мы послали во Флориду матрёшку, а нам пришла милая куколка, которую мы назвали Пуговкой.

Вот они вместе. Понятно почему Пуговка. Большая матрешка - Виктория, а в ней 4 Марии. Так вот совпало...

Это моя кошка Сима изучает Пуговку. Обошлось - не порвала)

А теперь посмотрим на наш артбук - путешествия Пуговки в России.

Это обложка. Слегка в стиле Mixed Media.

Другая сторона и название.

Это первый форзац и фото - первый день Пуговки у меня дома - Сима вынюхивает...

Следующая страница в стиле Zentangle запечатлела Машу Козлову и Пуговку на уроке английского.

А тут Пуговка гуляет в заснеженном парке и встречает Бабу Ягу.

Маша Козлова сделала чудный разворот про экскурсию Пуговки в Эрмитаж.

Разворот про Казанский собор

Маша Велиева изучает Французский и Пуговка мечтает о Париже вместе с ней...

Разворот сделан Машей Чашниковой. С её собакой Пуговка узнала, как это ездить верхом.

Разворот - ожидание весны и праздник Пасхи.

Разворот Марии Семеновой.

Разворот моих 5-классников. Четверо написали про себя.

Разворот про нашу гимназию - парадный вход.

Разворот про Исаакий.

Слева - наша столовая. Пуговка попробовала. Съедобно))) Слева -  незаконченная страница, а справа - законченная.

Последний разворот - самый большой в городе почтовый ящик и наши подарки - магнит, АТСки, закладки.

А во второй части будет американский альбом. Он неимоверно крут!!! Там нет рисунков, но всё сделано в одном скрапбуковском стиле.

понедельник, 27 мая 2013 г.

Ветер Стивенсона

Очень люблю это стихотворение. Его хорошо переводят ученики 7-9 классов. Переводят в стихотворной форме.

Stevenson, Robert Louis (1850–1894).

The Wind

I saw you toss the kites on high
And blow the birds about the sky;
And all around I heard you pass,
Like ladies’ skirts across the grass—
O wind, a-blowing all day long,
O wind, that sings so loud a song!

I saw the different things you did,
But always you yourself you hid.
I felt you push, I heard you call,
I could not see yourself at all—
O wind, a-blowing all day long,
O wind, that sings so loud a song

O you that are so strong and cold,
O blower, are you young or old?
Are you a beast of field and tree,
Or just a stronger child than me?
O wind, a-blowing all day long,
O wind, that sings so loud a song!

The Owl and the Pussy-Cat By Edward Lear

                                              The Owl and the Pussy-Cat
                                                     By Edward Lear

The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea
In a beautiful pea-green boat,
They took some honey, and plenty of money,
Wrapped up in a five-pound note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
"O lovely Pussy! O Pussy, my love,
What a beautiful Pussy you are,
You are,
You are!
What a beautiful Pussy you are!"

Pussy said to the Owl, "You elegant fowl!
How charmingly sweet you sing!
O let us be married! too long we have tarried:
But what shall we do for a ring?"
They sailed away, for a year and a day,
To the land where the Bong-Tree grows
And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood
With a ring at the end of his nose,
His nose,
His nose,
With a ring at the end of his nose.

"Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling
Your ring?" Said the Piggy, "I will."
So they took it away, and were married next day
By the Turkey who lives on the hill.
They dined on mince, and slices of quince,
Which they ate with a runcible spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand,
They danced by the light of the moon,
The moon,
The moon,
They danced by the light of the moon.

пятница, 21 сентября 2012 г.

Weather poems and songs

Rain Rain

Rain rain
falls on the street,
mud in puddles
cleaning my feet.

Thunder thunder
rumble and roar,
close the windows
and lock the door.

Clouds clouds
black and gray,
heavy with water
to drop all day.

Sun sun
is breaking through,
clouds are moving,
the rain stops too.

Rainbow rainbow
across the sky,
see-through colours
to tickle my eyes.


Raindrops are such funny things.
They haven't feet or haven't wings.
Yet they sail throughout he air
With the greatest of ease,
And dance on the street
Wherever they please.

Let's Count the Raindrops

Let's count the raindrops
as they pour:
one million, two million,
three million, four.

Alan Benjamin

Little Raindrops

This is the sun, high up in the sky.
A dark cloud suddenly comes sailing by.
These are the raindrops,
Pitter, pattering down.
Watering the flower seeds
That grow under the ground.


When the rain comes down drip drop drip drop,
(flutter fingers down in front of you)
Windshield wipers flip flop flip flop,
(bend arms in front and move them side to side)
Boots in puddles plip plop plip plop,
(move feet up and down)
I wish the rain would never stop.
Drip drop drip, (use motions as you say it)
Flip flop flip,("" )
Plip plop plip plop, ("")
PLOP! (do the motions and jump)

Fun In the Rain

(to the tune of "Three Blind Mice")

Rain, rain, rain
Rain, rain, rain
Dribble, dribble, sploosh!
Dribble, dribble, sploosh!
Grab your boots, your coat, and hat,
Jump in a puddle and go kersplat!
Stomp about and become a drowned rat,
Rain, rain, rain
Rain, rain, rain.


Rain on the rooftops,
Rain on the trees.
Rain on the green grass,
But not on me!

White sheep, white sheep on a blue hill.
When the wind stops, you all stand still.
When the wind blows, you walk away slow.
White sheep, white sheep, where do you go?

Christina G. Rossetti


Raindrops, raindrops,
Falling all around,
Pitter-patter on the rooftops,
Pitter-patter on the ground.
Here is my umbrella,
It will keep me dry,
When I go walking in the rain,
I hold it up so high.

One spring day the big round sun
Winked at a cloud just for fun.
That dark gray cloud thundered and cried,
Scattering raindrops on all outside.
But when the sun peeked out from a sunset low
Together they both made a gay rainbow!

Oh, Rainbow(to the tune of "Oh, Christmas Tree")

Oh, rainbow, oh, rainbow,
How lovely are your colours.
Oh, rainbow, oh, rainbow,
How lovely are your colours.
Purple, red and orange, too,
Yellow, green and blue so true.
Oh, rainbow, oh, rainbow,
 How lovely are your colours.

The Fog

I like the fog
It's soft and cool,
It hides everything
On the way to school.
I can't see a house
I can't see a tree,
Because the fog
Is playing with me.
The sun comes out
The fog goes away,
But it shall be back
Another day.

Thunder crashes.
Lightening flashes.
Rain makes puddles,
So I can make splashes.


What's fluffy, white, and floats up high,
Like piles of ice cream in the sky?
And when the wind blows hard and strong,
What brings the rain?
What brings the snow?
That showers down on us below?

One, Two

One, Two.
The west wind blew.
Three. Four.
The thunder's roar.
Five. Six. Seven.
Rain from heaven.
Eight. Nine. Ten.
Sunny again.

Alan Benjamin

Mr. Sun

Oh Mr. Sun, sun, Mr. golden Sun,
Please shine down on me.
Oh Mr. Sun, sun, Mr. golden Sun,
Hiding behind a tree.
These little children are asking you
To please come out so
We can play with you.
Oh Mr. Sun, sun, Mr. golden Sun,
Please shine down on,
Please shine down on,
Please shine down on me!


Weather is hot,
Weather is cold,
Weather is changing
As the weeks unfold.

Skies are cloudy,
Skies are fair,
Skies are changing
In the air.

It is raining,
It is snowing,
It is windy
With breezes blowing.

Days are foggy,
Days are clear,
Weather is changing
Throughout the year!

Meish Goldish

Wonderful Weather

I like to watch the way the wind
can spin a weather vane.

I like to wear my big blue boots
to splash with in the rain.

I like to ride my bright red sled
on cold snowy days.

I like to feel the sun's warm rays
when I wade in the ocean waves.

Wind, rain, snow, and sun
Every kind of weather
is wonderful and fun!

Weather Song

(to the tune of "Oh My Darling")

What’s the weather?
What’s the weather?
What’s the weather, everyone?
Is it windy?
Is it cloudy?
Is there rain?
Or is there sun?

Whether the weather be mild or whether the weather be not,
Whether the weather be cold or whether the weather be hot,
We'll weather the weather whatever the weather,
Whether we like it or not.


Whether the weather be fine,
Or whether the weather be not,
Whether the weather be cold,
Or whether the weather be hot,
We'll weather the weather
Whatever the weather
Whether we like it or not.