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Speaking clearly. Improving voice and articulation: Фонетический практикум

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В практикуме указываются причины появления русского акцента в речи русскоязычных студентов, говорящих на английском языке, и приводятся методические приемы и упражнения по его устранению. Упражнения способствуют лучшему усвоению и тренировке английского произношения, ритма, закреплению интонационных моделей в двух видах речевой деятельности: чтении и спонтанном говорении. Данный практикум предназначен для студентов гуманитарных факультетов, факультетов прикладных наук, аспирантов, преподавателей, а также всех желающих улучшить английское произношение и приобрести английский акцент при изучении английского языка.

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      The next morning, when Barbara woke up it was six o’clock and
her brothers and sisters were still asleep. Barbara looked at them, and
closed her eyes again.
      Then she quietly got out of bed and started to pack her suitcase.
      She took some comfortable clothes out of her cupboard. She
packed a pair of binoculars and her sister’s camera. She packed a
photograph of herself and one of her mother and father.
      «I mustn’t forget to have some breakfast», she said to herself. But
then she looked at the clock. It was a quarter to seven.
      «I’ll just drink a glass of water», she said.
      «A glass of water», she said.
      «Water», she said, and open her eyes.
      She was still in bed, and her brothers and sisters were laughing
at her.
      «Tell us what you were dreaming about», they said to her.
      But Barbara didn’t answer. She was thinking about her wonderful
journey to South America.

      At the railway station /eI/
      (Mr Grey is waiting at the railway station for a train.)
Mr Grey.       Hey! This train’s late! I’ve been waiting here for ages.
Porter.        Which train, sir?
Mr Grey.       The 8.18 to Baker Street.
Porter.        The 8.18? I’m afraid you’ve made a mistake, sir.
Mr Grey.       A mistake? My timetable says: Baker Street train —
               8.18.
Porter.        Oh, no, sir. The Baker Street train leaves at 8.08.
Mr Grey.       At 8.08?
Porter.        You see, sir, they changed the timetable at the end of
               April. It’s the first of May today.
Mr Grey.       Changed it? May I see the new timetable? What does it
               say?
Porter.        It says: Baker Street train — 8.08.
Mr Grey.       Hm! So the train isn’t late. I’m late.

      Mike, Myra and Violet [(I]
      (Myra and Violet are typists in the library.)
Myra.         (smiling) Hello, Mike!


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Mike.         Hello, Myra. Hello, Violet! You’re looking nice,
              Violet. (silence)
Mike.         Would you like some ice-cream, Violet?
Violet.       No thanks, Mike. I’m busy typing. Talk to me some
              other time. I have ninety-nine pages to type by Friday.
Mike.         Never mind. Do you like riding, Violet?
Violet.       Sometimes.
Mike.         Would you like to come riding with me tonight,
              Violet?
Violet.       Not tonight, Mike. I’m going for a drive with Nigel.
Mike.         What about Friday?
Violet.       I’m going climbing with Miles.
Mike.         Hm! Oh, all right. Bye!
Myra.         Violet, he’s put something behind your typewriter.
Violet.       Is it something nice, Myra?
Myra.         No. It’s a spider.

      Joyce’s Rolls Royce /oI/
      (Joyce takes her Rolls Royce to the garage.)
Garage boy. What a terrible noise.
Joyce.         Eh?
Garage boy. (raising his voice) What a terrible noise! This is the
               noisiest Rolls Royce I’ve ever heard.
Joyce.         (pointing) It’s out of oil.
Garage boy. Out of oil? And look! The water’s boiling, Madam,
               a Rolls Royce isn’t a toy. Perhaps you’ve spoilt the
               motor or even destroyed it.
Joyce.         How annoying! While you’re changing the oil, I’ll go
               and visit my boyfriend, Roy.

     A mouse in the house /( /
                           (
Mrs Brown. (shouting loudly) I’ve found a mouse!
Mr Brown.    Ow! You’re shouting too loudly. Sit down and don’t
             shout.
Mrs Brown. (sitting down) I’ve found a mouse in the house.
Mr Brown.    A brown mouse?
Mrs Brown. Yes. A little round mouse. It’s running around in the
             lounge.
Mr Brown.    On the ground?


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Mrs Brown.      Yes. It’s under the couch now.
Mr Brown.       Well, get it out.
Mrs Brown.      How?
Mr Brown.       Turn the couch upside-down. Get it out somehow. We
                don’t want a mouse in our house. Ours is the cleanest
                house in the town.

      Snow in October / /
      (Joe Jones is sleeping, but Joan woke up a few minutes ago.)
Joan.         Joe! Joe! JOE! Hello!
Joe.          (groans) Oh! What is it, Joan?
Joan.         Look out of the window.
Joe.          No. My eyes are closed, and I’m going to go to sleep
              again.
Joan.         Don’t go to sleep, Joe. Look at the snow!
Joe.          Snow? But it’s only October. I know there’s no snow.
Joan.         Come over to the window, Joe.
Joe.          You’re joking, Joan. There’s no snow.
Joan.         OK. I’ll put my coat on and go out and make a snowball
              and throw it at your nose, Joe Jones!

     A bearded mountaineer /I!/
     (Mr and Mrs Lear are on holiday in Austria.)
Mr Lear.     Let’s have a beer here, dear.
Mrs Lear.    What a good idea! They have very good beer here. We
             came here last year.
Mr Lear.     The atmosphere here is very clear.
Mrs Lear.    And it’s windier than last year.
Mr Lear.     (speaking to the waiter) Two beers, please.
Mrs Lear.    Look, dear! Look at that mountaineer drinking beer.
Mr Lear.     His beard is in his beer.
Mrs Lear.    His beard has nearly disappeared into his beer!
Mr Lear.     Sh, dear! He might hear.
Waiter.      (bringing the beer) Here you are, sir. Two beers.
Mr Lear.     (drinking his beer) Cheers, dear!
Mrs Lear.    Cheers! Here’s to the bearded mountaineer!

        A pair of hairbrushes /c!/
Mary.           I’ve lost two small hairbrushes, Claire. They’re a pair.


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Claire.        Have you looked carefully everywhere?
Mary.          Yes. They’re nowhere here.
Claire.        Have you looked upstairs?
Mary.          Yes. I’ve looked everywhere upstairs and downstairs.
               They aren’t anywhere.
Claire.        Hm! Are they square, Mary?
Mary.          Yes. They’re square hairbrushes. Have you seen them
               anywhere?
Claire.        Well, you’re wearing one of them in your hair!
Mary.          Oh! Then where’s the other one?
Claire.        It’s over there under the chair.

      Passports, please /p/
      (Mr and Mrs Tupman are at the airport. They have just got off
the plane from Paris.)
Official.     Passports, please!
Mr Tupman. I think I’ve lost the passports, Poppy.
Mrs Tupman. How stupid of you, Peter! Didn’t you put them in
              your pocket?
Mr Tupman. (emptying his pockets) Here’s a pen... a pencil...… my
              pi pe... a postcard... an envelope... a stamp... a pin...
Mrs Tupman. Oh, stop taking things out of your pockets. Perhaps
              you put them in the plastic bag.
Mr Tupman. (emptying the plastic bag) Here’s a newspaper... an
              apple... a pear...… a plastic cup...… a spoon... some paper
              plates...… a piece of pork pie... a pepper pot...
Mrs Tupman. Oh, stop pulling things out of the plastic bag, Peter.
              These people are getting impatient.
Mr Tupman. Well, help me, Poppy.
Mrs Tupman. We’ve lost our passports. Perhaps we dropped them on
              the plane.
Official.     Then let the other passengers past, please.
Mr Tupman. Poppy, why don’t you help? You aren’t being very
              helpful. Put the things in the plastic bag.
Official.     Your name, please?
Mr Tupman. Tupman.
Official.     Please go upstairs with this policeman, Mr Tupman.


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     Happy birthday /b/
Bob.         Hello, Barbara.
Barbara.     Hello, Bob. It’s my birthday today.
Bob.         Oh, yes! Your birthday! Happy birthday, Barbara!
Barbara.     Thanks, Bob. Somebody gave me this blouse for my
             birthday.
Bob.         What a beautiful blouse! It’s got brown and blue butter
             flies on it.
Barbara.     And big black buttons.
Bob.         Did Ruby buy it for you?
Barbara.     Yes. And my brother gave me a hairbrush and a book
             about baby birds.
Bob.         I didn’t remember your birthday, Barbara. I’m terribly
             sorry.
Barbara.     Well, you can buy me a big bottle of perfume, Bob!
Bob.         I’ve got a better idea. We’ll get into a cab and go to a
             pub, and I’ll buy you a bottle of beer!

       In a department store /t/
Pretty girl.   I want to buy a hat.
Assistant.     Hats are upstairs on the next floor.
Fat man.       Where can I get a hot meal?
Assistant.     The restaurant is on the thirteenth floor.
Little girl.   I want to buy some bootlaces.
Assistant.     They’re on the next counter on your left, dear.
Tall lady.     I want some tins of tomato paste.
Assistant.     Try the supermarket in the basement.
Gentleman.     Could you tell me where the travel agency is?
Assistant.     It’s right next to the cafeteria on the thirteenth floor.
Student.       I want to buy a football.
Assistant.     Take the lift to the sports department. It’s on the top
               floor.
Little boy.    Could you tell me where the telephone is?
Assistant.     It’s on the twelfth floor opposite the photographer’s.
Twins.         Could you tell us the time, please?
Assistant.     Yes. It’s exactly twenty-two minutes to ten.


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     A damaged telephone /d/
Daisy.      Dunston 238282.
Donald.     Hello, Daisy. This is Donald.
Daisy.      Oh, hello, darling.
Donald.     What did you do yesterday, Daisy? You forgot our
            date, didn’t you?
Daisy.      Well, it rained all day, Donald, and I have a bad cold,
            so I decided to stay at home.
Donald.     Did you? I telephoned twenty times and nobody
            answered.
Daisy.      Oh, the telephone was damaged. They repaired it
            today.
Donald.     What did David do yesterday? Did he and Dotty go
            dancing?
Daisy.      No. They stayed at home and played cards with the
            children.
Donald.     And what did you do? Did you play cards too?
Daisy.      No. Sidney and I listened to the radio and studied.
            What did you do yesterday, Donald?
Donald.     I’ve told you, Daisy. I tried to phone you twenty times!

     The cuckoo clock /k/
Mrs Cook.    Would you like some cream in your coffee, Mrs Clark?
Mrs Clark.   No thank you. But I’d like a little milk.
Mrs Cook.    Would you like some chocolate cakes?
Mrs Clark.   Thank you.
Mrs Cook.    Take two. Here’s a cake fork, and here’s a …
Mrs Clark.   Excuse me, Mrs Cook. But what’s that next to your
             bookshelf? Is it a clock?
Mrs Cook.    Yes. It’s an American cuckoo clock.
Mrs Clark.   Is it plastic?
Mrs Cook.    Oh, no, Mrs Clark. It’s a very expensive clock. It’s an
             electric clock.
Mrs Clark.   Well, it’s exactly six o’clock now, and it’s very quiet.
             Doesn’t it say «cuckoo»?
Mrs Cook.    Of course, Mrs Clark. Look!
Clock.       Cuckoo! Cuckoo! Cuckoo! Cuckoo! Cuckoo! Cuckoo!
Mrs Clark.   How exciting! What a clever clock!
Clock.       Cuckoo!


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     Guests in August /g/
Craig.        I’ve just got a telegram from Margaret and Greg.
Carol.        Are they coming to England again?
Craig.        Yes. At the beginning of August.
Carol.        Good. We can all get together again.
Craig.        I’m glad they’re coming in August. We can take the dog
              and go for walks together.
Carol.        Yes. And we can give a garden party.
Craig.        And Margaret can play her guitar in the garden and
              sing Greek songs again.
Carol.        Yes. August is a good time to come to England.

       It’s expensive /s/
Sam.            Let’s go to the seaside on Saturday.
Alice.          Yes! Let’s go sailing and water-skiing. That’s exciting.
Sam.            It’s expensive too. Let’s just sit in the sun and go
                swimming instead.
Alice.          Let’s stay in the Six Star Hotel and spend Sunday
                there too.
Sam.            Be sensible, Alice. It’s too expensive. Let’s sleep
                outside instead.
Alice.          Yes. Let’s sleep on the sand. That’s more exciting.

      Surprises in the post office /z/
Mrs Smith.     This parcel smells, Mrs Jones.
Mrs Jones.     Something’s written on it.
Mrs Smith.     What does it say?
Mrs Jones.     It says. This parcel contains six mice.
Mrs Smith.     Pooh!
Mrs Jones.     Listen! What’s in this sack?
Mrs Smith.     It’s making a strange hissing noise.
Sack.          (hisses) Ssssssssssssssss!
Mrs Jones.     Mrs Smith! It’s a sack of snakes!
Mrs Smith.     So it is! And what’s in this box, Mrs Jones?
Mrs Jones.     It’s making a buzzing sound.
Box.           (buzzes) Zzzzzzzzzzzzzz!
Mrs Smith.     These are bees!


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Mrs Jones.    A parcel of mice! And a sack of snakes! And a box of bees!
              This is very surprising.
Mrs Smith.    It’s amazing. This isn’t a post office, Mrs Jones.
              It’s a zoo!

     A special washing machine / /
Mrs Marsh. Does this shop sell washing machines?
Mr Shaw.      Yes. This is the newest washing machine, madam.
Mrs Marsh. Is it Swedish?
Mr Shaw.      No, madam. It’s English.
Mrs Marsh. Please show me how it washes.
Mr Shaw.      Shall I give you a demonstration? Here are some sheets
              and shirts. You put them in the machine. You shut the
              door. And you push this button.
Mrs Marsh. The machine shouldn’t shake like that, should it?
Mr Shaw.      Washing machines always shake, madam. Ah! It’s
              finished now.
Mrs Marsh. But the sheets have shrunk, and so have the shirts.
Mr Shaw.      Do you wish to buy this machine, madam?
Mrs Marsh. I’m not sure.

     Reading Television programmes: Channel O / /
     7.00 — Children’s film: «Treasure Island»
     7.15 — News comment: An Unusual Collision
     7.30 — Fashion: Casual Clothes
     7.45 — Travel film: Across Asia in a Peugeot
     8.15 — Do-it-yourself: How to Measure a New Garage
     8.30 — Variety show: It’s a Pleasure

     At the butcher’s shop /t /
Butcher.      Good morning, Mrs Church.
Mrs Church. Good morning, Mr Cheshire. I’d like some chops for
              the children’s lunch.
Butcher.      Chump chops or shoulder chops, Mrs Church?
Mrs Church. I’ll have four shoulder chops, and I want a small
              chicken.
Butcher.      Would you like to choose a chicken, Mrs Church?
Mrs Church. Which one is cheaper?
Butcher.      This one’s the cheapest. It’s a delicious chicken.


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Mrs Church. How much is all that? I haven’t got cash. Can I pay by
            cheque?
Butcher.    Of course, Mrs Church.

       George Churchill /d /
Jerry.         Just outside this village there’s a very dangerous bridge.
John.          Yes. Charles told me two jeeps crashed on it in
               January. What happened?
Jerry.         Well George Churchill was the driver of the larger
                jeep, and he was driving very dangerously. He’s been
               drinking gin.
John.          George Churchill? Do I know George Churchill?
Jerry.         Yes. The ginger-haired chap. He’s the manager of the
               travel agency in Chester.
John.          Oh, yes. I remember George. He’s always telling jokes.
               Well, was anybody injured?
Jerry.         Oh, yes. The other jeep went over the edge of the
               bridge, and two children and another passenger were
               badly injured.
John.          Were both the jeeps damaged?
Jerry.         Oh, yes.
John.          And what happened to George?
Jerry.         George? He’s telling jokes in jail now, I suppose!

       At the photographer’s /f/
Philli p.       I want a photograph of myself and my wife.
Photographer. Please fill in this form, sir. Would you prefer a full
                front photograph or a profile?
Philli p.       A full front, don’t you think, Philli ppa?
Philli ppa.     Yes. A full front photograph.
Photographer. Please sit on this sofa. Is it comfortable, Mrs Puffin?
Philli ppa.     Yes. It feels fine.
Photographer. Mr Puffin, please give a friendly laugh.
Philli p.       That’s difficult. If you say something funny I can laugh.
Photographer. And, Mrs Puffin, please look soft and beautiful.
Philli p.       (laughs)
Philli ppa.     Is it finished?
Photographer. Yes.
Philli p.       Will the photograph be ready for the first of February?


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Photographer. Yes. Please phone my office after five days, Mr Puffin.

      A fine view /v/
Vera.           Has your family lived here for very long?
Victor.         Five and a half years. We arrived on the first of
                February.
Vera.           What a fine view you have!
Victor.         Yes. I love living here.
Vera.           Look! You can see the village down in the valley.
Victor.         Yes. It’s a lovely view.

    A walk   in the woods /w/
Gwen.          Did you see Victor on Wednesday, Wendy?
Wendy.         Yes. We went for a walk in the woods near the railway.
Gwen.          Wasn’t it cold on Wednesday?
Wendy.         Yes. It was very cold and wet. We wore warm clothes
               and walked quickly to keep warm.
Gwen.          It’s lovely and quiet in the woods.
Wendy.         Yes. Further away from the railway it was very quiet,
               and there were wild squirrels everywhere. We counted
               twenty squirrels.
Gwen.          How wonderful! Twenty squirrels! And did you take
               lunch with you?
Wendy.         Yes. About twelve we had veal sandwiches and sweet
               white wine, and we watched the squirrels. It was a very
               nice walk.

      A stupid student /ju:/
Jim.           Excuse me. Did you use to live in York?
Jack.          Yes.
Jim.           Did you use to be a tutor at the University?
Jack.          Yes. For a few years.
Jim.           Do you remember Hugh Young? He was a music student.
Jack.          Hugh Young? Did he use to have a huge yellow jeep?
Jim.           Yes. And he used to play beautiful tunes on the tuba.
Jack.          Yes, I knew Hugh. He used to be a very stupid student.
               Do you have any news of Hugh?
Jim.           Yes. He’s a millionaire now in New York.
Jack.          A millionaire? Playing the tuba?



    
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