Сегодня мы с вами совершим короткое путешествие по миру. Что это значит? Я познаком лю вас с несколькими пословицами разных народов. Знание таких высказываний очень обогащает нашу речь, а заодно и просто расширяет кругозор.
Всем знакома пословица "Лучше синица в руке, чем журавль в небе". Как передать ее на английском? Вот вариант, предлагаемый словарем Lingvo.
Лучше синица в руках, чем журавль в небе. — А bird in the hand is worth two in the bush, one today is worth two tomorrows.
А знаете ли вы, что похожее высказывание существует во многих странах? Вот всего лишь три примера.
Better a sausage in the hand, than a ham in the butchers. (Polish)- Лучше колбаса в руке, чем ветчина в лавке у мясника. (Польская пословица)
A slice of ham is better than a fat pig in a dream. (German) - Ломтик ветчины лучше, чем откормленная свинья во сне. (Немецкая пословица)
A bird in the soup is better than an eagle's nest in the desert. (Chinese) - Птица в супе лучше, чем гнездо орла в пустыне. (Китайская пословица)
Теперь у вас будет возможность щегольнуть перед друзьями не только знанием всем известной пословицы на английском, но и ее вариантов.
А теперь просто несколько понравившихся нам пословиц, которые помогают взглянуть на многое по-другому.
Only a pumpkin is a head without cares. (Italian) - Только тыква - это голова без забот. (Итальянская пословица)
Words are mere bubbles of water but deeds are drops of gold. (Tibetan) - Слова - всего лишь пузырьки в воде, а дела - капельки золота. (Тибетская пословица)
You cannot prevent the birds of sadness from flying over your head, but you can prevent them from nesting in your hair. (Chinese) - Вы не можете помешать птицам печали летать над своей головой, зато можете помешать им гнездиться в своих волосах. (Китайская пословица)
If you do what people tell you, you will be fishing hares in the sea and hunting fish in the woods. (Bulgarian) - Если делать все, что люди говорят вам, вы будете ловить зайцев в море и охотиться за рыбой в лесу. (Болгарская пословица).

Like Bill Fraker, she must have thought the occupants of the Toyota were either dead or seriously hurt. The sound of the collision had been a hollow, authoritative bang which rolled through the hot afternoon air like a bowling ball down an alley. The sound of breaking glass edged it like jagged lace. The two vehicles were tangled violently together in the middle of Jackson Street, the dirty orange truck looming over the pale-blue import like a bullying parent over a cowering child.
Johanna began to sprint across the parking lot toward the street. Others were doing the same all around her. One of them, Miss Jill Dunbarry, had been window-shopping at Radio Shack when the accident occurred. She said she thought she remembered running past Johanna — at least she was pretty sure she remembered someone in yellow slacks — but she couldn't be sure. By then, Mrs. Easterling was screaming that she was hurt, they were both hurt, wouldn't somebody help her and her friend Irene.

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My wife says I've just got a naturally thick skull. I saw the woman driving the Toyota, Mrs. Easterling, thrown across the console between the front bucket seats. Then we were finally stopped, all tangled together in the middle of the street, and I got out to see how bad they were. I tell you, I expected to find them both dead.'

Neither of them was dead, neither of them was even unconscious, although Mrs. Easterling had three broken ribs and a dislocated hip. Mrs. Deorsey, who had been a seat away from the impact, suffered a concussion when she rapped her head on her window. My wife, the former Johanna Arlen of Malden, Massachusetts, saw it all from where she stood outside the drugstore, with her purse slung over her shoulder and her prescription bag in one hand.

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He stopped then, bright red color dashing into his cheeks, making him look like a boy who has been laughed at in the schoolyard by girls who have noticed his fly is unzipped. It was comical, but if I'd smiled, it only would have confused him.

'Mr. Noonan, I'm sorry. My mouth just sort of ran away with me.'

'It's all right,' I told him. 'I'm over the worst of it, anyway.' That was a lie, but it put us back on track.

'Anyway,' he said, 'we hit. There was a loud bang, and a crumping sound when the driver's side of the car caved in. Breaking glass, too. I was thrown against the wheel hard enough so I couldn't draw a breath without it hurting for a week or more, and I had a big bruise right here.' He drew an arc on his chest just below the collarbones. 'I banged my head on the windshield hard enough to crack the glass, but all I got up there was a little purple knob . . . no bleeding, not even a headache.

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He was eager to get back to the garage, sign off on the truck, and get behind the wheel of his own F-150, which had air conditioning. Also, the dump truck's brakes, while good enough to pass inspection, were a long way from tip-top condition. Fraker hit them as soon as he saw the Toyota pull out in front of him (he hit his horn, as well), but it was too late. He heard screaming tires — his own, and Esther's as she belatedly realized her danger — and saw her face for just a moment.
'That was the worst part, somehow,' he told me as we sat on his porch, drinking beers — it was October by then, and although the sun was warm on our faces, we were both wearing sweaters. 'You know how high up you sit in one of those dump trucks? ' I nodded. 'Well, she was looking up to see me — craning up, you'd say — and the sun was full in her face. I could see how old she was. I remember thinking, 'Holy shit, she's gonna break like glass if I can't stop.' But old people are tough, more often than not. They can surprise you. I mean, look at how it turned out, both those old biddies still alive, and your wife . . . '

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Esther could hardly have missed the orange Public Works dump truck coming down the hill; although she denied this to the police, to the newspaper, and to me when I talked to her some two months later, I think it likely that she just forgot to look. As my own mother (another cigarette widow) used to say, 'The two most common ailments of the elderly are arthritis and forgetfulness. They can't be held responsible for neither.'
Driving the Public Works truck was William Fraker, of Old Cape. Mr. Fraker was thirty-eight years old on the day of my wife's death, driving with his shirt off and thinking how badly he wanted a cool shower and a cold beer, not necessarily in that order. He and three other men had spent eight hours putting down asphalt patch out on the Harris Avenue Extension near the airport, a hot job on a hot day, and Bill Fraker said yeah, he might have been going a little too fast — maybe forty in a thirty-mile-an-hour zone.

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Jo left the register, walked out into the bright, hammering sun again, swapping her regular glasses for her prescription sunglasses as she did, and just as she stepped from beneath the drugstore's slight overhang (I am imagining a little here, I suppose, crossing over into the country of the novelist a little, but not by much; only by inches, and you can trust me on that), there was that shrewish howl of locked tires on pavement that means there's going to be either an accident or a very close call.
This time it happened — the sort of accident which happened at that stupid X-shaped intersection at least once a week, it seemed. A 1989 Toyota was pulling out of the shopping-center parking lot and turning left onto Jackson Street. Behind the wheel was Mrs. Esther Easterling of Barrett's Orchards. She was accompanied by her friend Mrs Irene Deorsey, also of Barrett's Orchards, who had shopped the video store without finding anything she wanted to rent. Too much violence, Irene said. Both women were cigarette widows.

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I found it later, in her purse. I unwrapped it and ate it myself, sitting at the kitchen table with the contents of her red handbag spread out in front of me, and it was like taking Communion. When it was gone except for the taste of chocolate on my tongue and in my throat, I burst into tears. I sat there in the litter of her Kleenex and makeup and keys and half-finished rolls of Certs and cried with my hands over my eyes, the way a kid cries.
The sinus inhaler was in a Rite Aid bag. It had cost twelve dollars and eighteen cents. There was something else in the bag, too — an item which had cost twenty-two-fifty. I looked at this other item for a long time, seeing it but not understanding it. I was surprised, maybe even stunned, but the idea that Johanna Arlen Noonan might have been leading another life, one I knew nothing about, never crossed my mind. Not then.

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The Rite Aid and the Shopwell are less than a mile from our house, in a little neighbourhood strip mall which also supports a video store, a used-book store named Spread It Around (they do a very brisk business in my old paperbacks), a Radio Shack, and a Fast Foto. It's on Up-Mile Hill, at the intersection of Witcham and Jackson.
She parked in front of Blockbuster Video, went into the drugstore, and did business with Mr. Joe Wyzer, who was the druggist in those days; he has since moved on to the Rite Aid in Bangor. At the checkout she picked up one of those little chocolates with marshmallow inside, this one in the shape of a mouse.

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She said thanks, but she wanted to get a piece of fish at the supermarket next door anyway; two birds with one stone and all of that. She blew a kiss at me off the palm of her hand and went out. The next time I saw her, she was on TV. That's how you identify the dead here in Derry — no walking down a subterranean corridor with green tiles on the walls and long fluorescent bars overhead, no naked body rolling out of a chilly drawer on castors; you just go into an office marked private and look at a TV screen and say yep or nope.

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On a very hot day in August of 1994, my wife told me she was going down to the Derry Rite Aid to pick up a refill on her sinus medicine prescription — this is stuff you can buy over the counter these days, I believe. I'd finished my writing for the day and offered to pick it up for her.



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Baburen, Dirck van Baburen, Dirck van (b. c. 1595, Utrecht; d. 1624, Utrecht). Dutch painter of religious works, history pieces and genre scenes, a leading member of the Utrecht school. After studying painting in Utrecht with Paulus Moreelse, a portraitist and history painter, he traveled (c. 1612) to Rome, where his style became strongly influenced by the work of the Italian painter Caravaggio, whose dramatic contrasts between light and dark he found particularly fascinating. His most important Italian commission was the decoration of a chapel in the Church of San Pietro in Montorio, Rome (1615-20), which included his Entombment (1617). He carried out this commission together with his friend and colleague David de Haen. In 1620 Baburen returned to Utrecht, where he shared a studio with Hendrick Ter Brugghen in about 1622-23. Although he died in 1624, he played a leading role, with Honthorst and Ter Brugghen, in establishing Utrecht as a stronghold of the Caravaggesque style. The Utrecht artists adopted Caravaggios chiaroscuro and realism. As Caravaggio, who often painted ordinary labourers, they chose models with weather-beaten faces and often portrayed them larger than life and dramatically lit from one side. The influence of Caravaggio may be seen in his Christ Crowned with Thorns (two versions, at the Franciscan House, Weert, Netherlands, and at Drury-Lowe Collection, Locko Park, England), based on a lost painting by the master. Baburen was especially fond of genre scenes (subjects from everyday life), such as his best-known work, The Procuress (1622; Museum of Fine Arts, Boston). This picture is seen in the background of two paintings by Vermeer, whose mother-in-law apparently owned it. A certain coarseness in conception, irregular compositional rhythms, and less atmospheric quality distinguish Baburens art from that of his greater contemporaries, but his manner of painting can be said to be broad and forceful. The city of

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Baroque period, era in the history of the Western arts roughly coinciding with the 17th century. Its earliest manifestations, which occurred in Italy, date from the latter decades of the 16th century, while in some regions, notably Germany and colonial South America, certain of its culminating achievements did not occur until the 18th century. The work that distinguishes the Baroque period is stylistically complex, even contradictory. In general, however, the desire to evoke emotional states by appealing to the senses, often in dramatic ways, underlies its manifestations. Some of the qualities most frequently associated with the Baroque are grandeur, sensuous richness, drama, vitality, movement, tension, emotional exuberance, and a tendency to blur distinctions between the various arts. A term used in the literature of the arts with both historical and critical meanings and as both an adjective and a noun. The word has a long, complex and controversial history (it possibly derived from a Portuguese word for a misshapen pearl, and until the late 19th century it was used mainly as a synonym for `absurd or `grotesque), but in English it is now current with three principal meanings. Primarily, it designates the dominant style of European art between Mannerism and Rococo. This style originated in Rome and is associated with the Catholic Counter-Reformation, its salient characteristics--overt rhetoric and dynamic movement--being well suited to expressing the self-confidence and proselytizing spirit of the reinvigorated Catholic Church. It is by no means exclusively associated with religious art, however, and aspects of the Baroque can be seen even in works that have nothing to do with emotional display--for example in the dynamic lines of certain Dutch still-life paintings. Secondly, it is used as a general label for the period when this style flourished, broadly speaking, the 17th century and in certain areas much of the...

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I know not everyone will like me, but this is who I am so if you dont like it, tough! -Britney Spears. Unless you are living under a rock, you know who Britney Spears is. Shes the most famous 19 year old in the music industry. She has outsold and broken records set by artists years before she was even born. Her first record Baby One More Time made her the youngest artist in Soundscan history to have a certified RIAA 12 times platinum record. Every few days a potential star is launched onto an increasingly cynical music buying public. Manufactured groups and singers come and go with fashion, and few manage any sort of real, lasting success. Not so Britney Spears! Britneys singing, dancing and natural stunning good looks made her the girl that every other girl wanted to be, and the girl that every boy wanted to be with. Her records have sold and continue to sell millions of copies all over the globe, her singles are on high rotation being played constantly at radio everywhere, and her merchandising sales are going through the roof - there is nothing you cant buy without her face on it! Dolls, t-shirts, lunchboxes, pens, mugs and caps to name but a few. She is a phenomenon in all senses of the word, and a marketers dream. She is the face of pop today. Britney Jean Spears was born on the 2nd of December 1981, in Kentwood, Louisiana, U.S.A. Britney Spears began her career as soon as she could walk and talk. She has always loved singing, dancing, acting and performing. She started out taking ballet and basic tumbling classes. Very soon after, she was enrolled in a gymnastics class where she excelled in floor exercises and the uneven bars. Britney went on to compete at state level competitions and won several titles. She kept up with gymnastics until she was nine years old. As a young girl growing up, she always knew she wanted to pursue a musical career and took her talents to her local church, where

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My Future Profession. Finishing school is the beginning of the independent life for school leavers. Many roads are open before them: technical schools, institutes and universities. But it is not easy thing to choose a profession out of more than 2.000 existing in the world. Some pupils follow the advice of their parents, others cant decide even after leaving school. As for me I have made my choice long ago. I want to become a teacher of the Russian language and literature. My choice of this occupation didnt come as a sudden flash. During all school years literature was my favorite subject. I understand that reading books helps people in self-education and in solving different life problems. Teachers do not only teach their subjects. They develop their pupils intellect, form their views and characters, their attitudes to life and to other people. Its a great responsibility. Im applying to the Philological Department and I am sure my dream will come true sooner or later...

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Leisure time of British teenagers. The majority of teenagers in Great Britain spend their free time as everywhere in the world. The average young person spends about 19 hours in front of the television. According to the government report nearly three-quarter of young people have TV sets in their rooms. Besides watching TV, other activities like cinema going and sport remain popular. In Wales, the report says that some 50 percent of boys play football throughout the winter while a great number of girls also play football, although they are in general prefer swimming and tennis. Listening to music is also a part of time spending. Tape-recorders, CD-players and the concerts of pop music are the subject of every day talk of teenagers. As children grow older they turn from playgardens or homes to streets where they meet and talk and start develop their confidence. Street life includes groups of friends who meet together in the streets, squares and parks, or visit town centers to do window-shopping and see whats going on...

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All the people are needed, all the people are important. Any school cant manage without a good teacher. It is a prestige and a reputation of an educational institution. For those, who like going to school, in due time teachers even become friends friend that will help you to solve different problems, will put you on a right way, will encourage a produce of your industriousness and responsibility, and, as the result of hard work, will help you to pass and examination successfully after what you will cross the threshold of and independent and a present life. Firstly, lets see, what kind of personality a good teacher should have on an example. Once I missed several infotechnology lessons for the reason that I had table tennis trainings at time when the lesson starts, and therefore it was necessary for me to stay on some days, free of my training sessions, at school and to have additional teaching and to pass my fail to attend tests. So my teacher had to do the same for me. She wants me to make up overlooked material so as to raise my knowledge in computers on a level of my classmates. I think that it is a good trait to the teacher. At second, a good teacher, whether it will be woman or man, ought to know how to organize classwork in more efficient and right way, is able to maintain discipline and order, to present her- or him- self so that it would be interesting to all to conduct lessons, using a lot of different materials, equipment and teaching methods and attempts, and spend time obtaining of knowledge at an occasion with entertainment. Insistence, but justice these words can be applied to an image of a perfect teacher, who makes the students work hard and sets high standards. There wont be any silence in class, if discussed topic doesnt interests pupils. Here is important the special approach which each teacher appropriate. At last I would like to say that in my...

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People on our planet cant live without travel now. Tourism has become a highly developed business. There are express trains, cars and jet-air liners all of that provide you with comfort and security. What choose to make? Its up to you to decide. There is a great varieties of choose available for you. If you travel for pleasure you would like by all means to enjoy picturesque places you are passing through, you would like seeing the places of interest, enjoying to sight seeing of the cities, towns and countries. You will have a good opportunity to enjoy wonderful monuments of cultural and historical places to learn a lot about the history of your country, about the world around us, to visit different countries, to meet people of different nationalities, to learn a lot about their traditions, costumes, culture. In other words you will broaden your mind. Nowadays people travel not only for pleasure but also on business to home and international business is developing. You have to go to other countries to take part in different negotiators, to sigh contacts, to participate in different exhibitions, in order to exhibit the goods of your firm or company. Travelling on business helps you to get more information about achievements of other companies, which will make your own business more successful. There are a lot of means of travelling by sea, by plane, by car, on foot: tastes differ. That is why it is up to you to decide which means of travelling you would prefer. No wonder one of the latest means of travelling is travelling by plane. It combines comfort and speed and you will reach the place of destination very quickly. Before bordering the plane you must register at the airport. You are required to have your baggage weighed. Each passenger is allowed 20 kilograms of baggage free of charge. But if your baggage is heavier you must pay an extra charge. Before the plane takes off the stewardess gives you all the information about the...

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British traditional holidays Great Britain is famous for its old traditions. Some of them existed in ancient times and survived through centuries. Some of them appeared when Christianity came to British isles. Speaking about religious holidays one cant but mention Easter, Pancake Day and Mothers Day. The dates of these holidays arent strict, they depend on the date of Easter, that varies every year. Pancake day is the popular name for the Shrove Tuesday, the day before the first day of Lent. In the middle ages people on that day made merry and ate pancakes. The ingredients of pancakes are all forbidden by Church during Lent, that is why they have to be used the day before. The most common form of celebrating this day in the old times was the all town ball game or tug-of-war, in which everyone was tearing here and there, trying to get the ball or rope into their part of the city. Today the only custom, that is observed throughout Britain is pancake eating. For the English people the best-known name for the fourth in Lent Sunday is Mothering Sunday or Mothers Day. For 3 centuries this day has been a day of small family gatherings when absent sons and daughters return to their homes. Gifts are made to mothers by children of all ages. Flowers and cakes are still traditional gifts. Violets and primroses are most popular flowers. Sometimes the whole family goes to church and then there is a special dinner at which roast lamb, rice-pudding and home-made wines and served. Easter is one of the most important holidays in Christianity. In England its a time for giving and receiving presents, mostly Easter eggs. We can say that the egg is the most popular emblem of Easter, but spring-time flowers are also used to stress the natures awakening. Nowadays there are a lot of chocolate Easter eggs, having some small gifts inside. But a real hard-boiled egg, decorated and painted in bright colours , still appears on breakfast tables on Ester Day, or...

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