Projekt MŠMT ČR: EU peníze školám

Projekt MŠMT ČR: EU peníze školám Číslo projektu Název projektu Číslo a název šablony klíčové aktivity Název vyučovaného předmětu Identifikátor Číslo v digitálním archívu školy Vzdělávací oblast Sada Kód Anotace

Obor vzdělávání Ročník Vzdělávací obor Jazyk Klíčová slova Druh učebního materiálu Formát materiálu Použitá literatura, zdroje Datum vytvoření Datum schválení Autor Schválil

CZ.1.07/1.5.00/34.1094 Učíme se trochu jinak – moderně a zábavněji II/2 – Inovace a zkvalitnění výuky cizích jazyků na středních školách Anglický jazyk VY_22_INOVACE_AJ_02A_07 VY_22_AJ_02A_07 Jazykové vzdělávání 2A- Čtení s porozuměním AJ_02A_07 Pracovní list je koncipován jako příprava k maturitní zkoušce z anglického jazyka. Studenti se naučí vyhledávat informace v textu a používat je při odpovědích na otázky (rozvoj čtenářské gramotnosti) a své odpovědi zapíší do pracovního listu. Následuje společná kontrola, na jednotlivé otázky odpovídají sami studenti a zlepšují tak své komunikační dovednosti. 39-41-L/01 Autotronik 3. Cizí jazyk anglický Vocabulary, reading, translating, understanding Pracovní list doc POE, Edgar Allan. The black cat and other stories. First edition 1999. London: Penguin Longman Publishing, 1999. ISBN 0 582 41774 0. 09.04.2013 11.04.2013 Monika Šulcová Ing. Václav Mikeš

Čestné prohlášení: Prohlašuji, že jsem tento materiál vypracoval(a) samostatně s použitím literatury a dalších informačních zdrojů, které jsou citovány v práci a uvedeny výše. Prohlašuji, že jsem při vytváření tohoto materiálu neporušil(a) autorská práva třetích osob, zejména jsem nezasáhl(a) nedovoleným způsobem do cizích autorských práv osobnostních a jsem si plně vědom(a) následků porušení ustanovení § 11 a následujících autorského zákona č. 121/2000 Sb., včetně možných trestněprávních důsledků vyplývajících z hlavy II., hlavy IV. Díl 4 Trestního zákoníku č. 40/2009 Sb. V Čáslavi 09.04.2013

Monika Šulcová

Střední odborná škola a Střední odborné učiliště dopravní Čáslav, příspěvková organizace

Aug. Sedláčka 1145, 286 01 Čáslav

Tel., fax: 327312845 E-mail: [email protected] web: www.sosasoudopravnicaslav.cz

1) READ THIS TEXT “ The Oval Portrait” by Edgar Allan Poe AND PUT SENTENCES TO THE TEXT.: pages of the book: 13-14 I looked and read for a long time, and the hours passed quickly. Midnight came and went. My eyes became more and more tired, and soon I found it hard to read the words on the page. So I reached out – his was painful and difficult – and moved the lamp closer. 1) .I saw more pictures, and among them there was portrait of a young woman. As soon as I saw it, I closed my eyes. Keeping my eyes closed, I tried to understand why. Why did I suddenly close my eyes like that? Then I realized. I did it to give myself time. I needed time to think. Was I sure that I really saw what I thought I saw? 2) .No, I was suddenly very awake. I waited until I was calm again; then I opened my eyes and looked a second time. No, there was no mistake. My eyes were seeing what they saw the first time, only seconds before. The picture, as I said, was a portrait. It was oval in shape, and showed the head and shoulders of a young woman. It was the finest and the most beautiful painting that I have ever seen. 3) But it was not her beauty that shook me so suddenly from my half – sleep. And it was not the beautiful of the painter´s work that excited me in such a strange way. I stayed for perhaps an hour, half sitting, half – lying, never taking my eyes of the portrait. Then at last, I understood. At last, I realized what the true secret of the picture was, and I fell back in the bed again. It was the way she was looking at me. Her eyes, that beautiful smile, that way she looked at me – she was so real! It was almost impossible to believe that she was just paint – that she was not alive! The first time I looked at the portrait I simply could not believe what my eyes were seeing. But now I felt a very different feeling growing inside me. 4) .It was a strange, terrible fear that I could not understand. It was a fear mixed with horror.




I moved the lamp back to where it was before. The portrait was now hidden in darkness again. Quickly, I looked through the book until I found the story of the oval portrait. I read these words: “She was a beautiful young flower, and always so happy. 5) .They were married. But, sadly, he already had a wife: his work. His painting was more important to him than anything the world. A) Yes, she was happy until that evil day when she saw and loved the painter of her portrait. B) Now, the lamp´s light fell in a different part of the room, a part that was in deep shadow until then. C) And I know I never ever saw a woman as beautiful as her! D) For weeks, she sat in the tall, dark room while he worked. He was a silent man, always working, always lost in his wild, secret dreams. E) Was I dreaming? F) The more I looked into those eyes, the more I looked at that beautiful smile, that beautiful smile, that more I afraid!

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2) ANSWER THESE QUESTIONS: a) What was he doing? ______________________________________________________________________ ______________________________________________________________________ b) What was he seeing? ______________________________________________________________________ ______________________________________________________________________ c) Was he dreaming? ______________________________________________________________________ d) How was he describing what was he seeing? ______________________________________________________________________ ______________________________________________________________________




KEY: I looked and read for a long time, and the hours passed quickly. Midnight came and went. My eyes became more and more tired, and soon I found it hard to read the words on the page. So I reached out – his was painful and difficult – and moved the lamp closer. 1 – B) Now, the lamp´s light fell in a different part of the room, a part that was in deep shadow until then. I saw more pictures, and among them there was portrait of a young woman. As soon as I saw it, I closed my eyes. Keeping my eyes closed, I tried to understand why. Why did I suddenly close my eyes like that? Then I realized. I did it to give myself time. I needed time to think. Was I sure that I really saw what I thought I saw? 2 – E) Was I dreaming? No, I was suddenly very awake. I waited until I was calm again; then I opened my eyes and looked a second time. No, there was no mistake. My eyes were seeing what they saw the first time, only seconds before. The picture, as I said, was a portrait. It was oval in shape, and showed the head and shoulders of a young woman. It was the finest and the most beautiful painting that I have ever seen. 3 – C) And I know I never ever saw a woman as beautiful as her! But it was not her beauty that shook me so suddenly from my half – sleep. And it was not the beautiful of the painter´s work that excited me in such a strange way. I stayed for perhaps an hour, half sitting, half – lying, never taking my eyes of the portrait. Then at last, I understood. At last, I realized what the true secret of the picture was, and I fell back in the bed again. It was the way she was looking at me. Her eyes, that beautiful smile, that way she looked at me – she was so real! It was almost impossible to believe that she was just paint – that she was not alive! The first time I looked at the portrait I simply could not believe what my eyes were seeing. But now I felt a very different feeling growing inside me.




4 – F) The more I looked into those eyes, the more I looked at that beautiful smile, that beautiful smile, that more I afraid! It was a strange, terrible fear that I could not understand. It was a fear mixed with horror. I moved the lamp back to where it was before. The portrait was now hidden in darkness again. Quickly, I looked through the book until I found the story of the oval portrait. I read these words: “She was a beautiful young flower, and always so happy. 5 – A) Yes, she was happy until that evil day when she saw and loved the painter of her portrait. They were married. But, sadly, he already had a wife: his work. His painting was more important to him than anything the world.




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