Sunday, October 31, 2010

Social Talk. Text 16

Тема: люди с ограниченными возможностями. Акт 1990 года в США.

- I'm back. People.
- Could you please speak quieter? Wendy. Diana fell asleep five minutes ago.
- What time is it Matt? Am I too late?
- I would say you could come back earlier from your friend.
- Who cares? Diana is already sleeping. And you still playing with your stupid toys. Big boy, I must say.
- How can you say that? Uncles Martin job is amazing.
- You know Matt, I didn't expect that he could manage twenty grands.
- Yeah. Me too. But now he has built that huge factory. I'm so proud of him. And guess what, Wendy. Today was an audition at the Uncles Martin facility.
- Oh no, he is looking for the victims again? Poor people. They have to paint these creepy small soldiers for the rest of theirs life.
- Not just paint my dear. People, who work there, have recreated famous battles of past wars. Could you imagine, that they use only wasted tires and a paint. And our daughter will be working there. She has passed an audition.
- No way Matt. I would rather give equal money to her each month, then she will work there. I don't want her to be deaf.
- Don't worry Wendy. She'll be working at the office, not at the manufacture itself. Down there work only deaf and dumb people. It's to loud for ordinary workers to stay there.
- Oh. Mammy, did dad already tell you? I'll be working at the factory. Can I?
- No Diana. Mammy won't allow you.
- Dad. You promised me.
- Let's talk tomorrow sweetheart. Your mom drank too mush chardonnay.

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Social Talk. Text 15

Тема: жизнь - рутина? Проблема выбора.

- I have been so stupid. I just can't believe, I was spying on my own husband. And I must say you were so wrong Stephanie.
- I haven't said anything wrong Wendy. You always need to check your safety. Maybe he was dating someone? And now you know that isn't true.
- I guess you right. It's better that way. And besides, I filled my lack of emotions.
- And what next Wen? I have stretched you from your routine life just for a week. But I can't do it forever.
- I know.. I know. You have helped me a lot this time. And I appreciate what you did. Thank you.
- You welcome. But how you can stand it? I have never seen such boring life.
- Your right Stephanie. My husband has gone mad with this tiny war models he has. And I had got total misunderstanding with my daughter after she was ten. My life is awful.
- I have seen a lot of women in similar situations. And I have bad news for you darling. You'll have to leave him. Leave your husband.
- Sorry friend, but I'm not ready for change like that. I would rather live a couple of years with Matt. And then we will see. Who knows, maybe he'll change.

Sunday, October 24, 2010

Social Talk. Text 14

Тема: вопросы.. надеюсь это последний раз )

In previous social talk. Shortly.
She was spying on her husband, near the "Fake Jewels" shop. But because of her impatience, she was caught.

Revelation for revelation.

- Honey, what are you doing here?
Words were constantly splashing in my mind, but I wasn't able to find a matching one.
- Wait a sec hon. - I'm not going anywhere. A thought flashed in my head.


- Hi. I bought, some thing, at your store ten minutes ago, and I guess I missed receipt somewhere. Could you remember, if you gave it to me?


Such thing as a lost receipt was bothering me the least. What will I answer to his requests? What am I doing here? For what purpose do I need a pair of binoculars and a camera?
What a situation. But who must be ashamed?

Surrounding sounds were muted. For how long was I staying like that? I need to put myself together. Should I wait outside?
- Matt, I want some air.
- Sure sweet, go outside. I'll be in a minute. - He was calm. At least at first look.
Do I need to expect troubles or everything will settle? I don't know.
In just one minute he was nearby, looking at me with really strange look. It was like asking me the same question. Why are you here?

He started first.
- I suppose, you think that I have an affair. But I have no. It was supposed to be a surprise. For you and our little princess. But now it's only half surprise, isn't it?
- Stop blaming me. It's not I, who is always late from work. Anyone will doubt at such circumstances.
- And how long were you spying on me? A single day or a whole week?
- Wait a minute. What are you talking about? Matt. What surprise?
- I thought you had already got it. It's presents for double birthday celebration party.
- Are fake jewels is good gift? Don't make me laugh Matt.
- Fake, but very good fake, is for our young daughter. And for you I've got real ones.

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Social Talk. Text 13

Тема: все еще вопросы...

Waiting for..

I can clearly see him. He's staying in front of some shop, named "Few Jewels" or "Fake Jewels". Can't see from the distance. But what is he looking there?
Why I've been so stupid. I must carry heavy artillery, but not this short range glass.
Will you finally enter the shop or not? Come on. I can't be sitting here forever.
Is he pulling the door? Where is my camera, I must take few shots.
Damn. I can't see anything behind his back.

Ten minutes later.
Can you stop windowing that shop? Make up your mind for god sake.
This is strange. Do I blink to slow? Where is he?

Too low zoom. I can't find him.
Does this camera have an extra zoom? What button is this? Yes it has.
Stop coming out, you Estonian equipment. That's ridiculous. Now I look like grounded Hubble.

But I've found him. He's in a shop. Will he buy something? Otherwise why is he still chating with the salesman.

Another ten minutes later.
What a small package he carry. But I guess it's more expensive in such stores, isn't it? Now, when he isn't there, I can ask salesman whatever I want. And just in a moment I was staying near him.

- Who was that man? What was he buying? Is it expensive or cheap? Can you say anything, or at least look at me?
But poor man couldn't say a word. He raised his hand, and pointed it on a door.
- There he is, lady. - shouted salesman.
Probably I was deaf, when I was questioning seller, and I haven't heard as the door opened.
Man in the doorway was very familiar to me. My tongue wouldn't obey me, and man in a doorway said.

- Honey. What are you doing here?

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Social Talk. Text 12

Тема: и снова вопросы..

Party afterwords.

- It was quite interesting evening, wasn't it?
- I guess so.
- When that clown appeared, I almost made my pants wet. Were you scared?
- A little.
- Did you like flying puppies, or bear with cape, or snake on bicycle, or.. Ggg.. Never mind. What would it be?
- I liked first one.
- Why only I'm asking questions? Come on. Ask me something. Can you do it?
- I'll try. But what can I ask?
- You have variety of questions, but somehow you can't see it. You can ask whatever you like. For example:
1. What is the distance between green and dry?
2. How many apes do you need to fix a lamp?
3. It's isn't wasn't, or not?
- What a stupid questions. Can you be serious?
- Sure not, but I can pretend. Who can see the difference? Mm? Exactly. Nobody can. But he is not here.
- I'm so sick of you. Live me alone. You can do it, don't you? It's very easy. Just turn around, and go away. The more the best.
- I'll try. But..
- No excuses, just keep going.
- But will we meet again?
- I'm really hope we won't. Bye bye..

Sunday, October 17, 2010

Social Talk. Text 11

Тема: написать 10 вопросов к любому тексту. Не вышло..

All characters and events in this story are entirely fictional. Any coincidences is accidental.

A questionfull story.


Will we got our answers or not. No one can tell by now.
But we have all night. Tonight, is answer night, so let it start.

L. Bella. Do you bring some mice tails?
B. Sure I do.
L. Good. Jasmine. Do you bring thermal water or regular water?
M. I've got plenty of regular, but just one bottle of thermal water.
L. Great. That's will help a lot. And what about you, James. Have you learnt spells for reading, or bring another dollar?
J. No, I've learned all spells for tonight. All twelve of them.
L. That's good. Cherry. What kind of tea have you got today? Green or black?
C. Wrong. But I can give you one more chance July. Can you prove us, that you are a real spiritualist?
L. Then I think it's coffee.
S. What a relief. You save the day.
L. Thanks Shon, and what did you bring for such occasion?
S. It's red-blindy grass root.
L. It's exactly what I was looking for. Arny. What do you have in that big basket?
A. Peanut-butter sandwiches of course. I'm little hungry.
L. And I suppose you have Egyptian black sand?
A. Don't worry. It's in my pocket.
L. Ok. Who has magic hemisphere?
K. I have it.
L. Great, Kim. And what about Ryan. Where he is? Has anybody seen him? Ah. He's always late. Well. Than we'll start without him.

L. Whose spirit we'll call tonight?
A. Let it be phantom of the Opera.

Everybody starts to call spirit. Suddenly, something white appeared in top of our round table. It's little girl. She is pale and almost transparent. She stops crying for a second, and starts to speak.
G. You have only one question. Mortals.

R. Why are you crying?
But ghost didn't answer, and vanished in one moment.

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Social Talk. Text 10

Дословно тема была задана не была, но заключалась она в продолжении дискуссии, начатой еще на занятии.

Accepting your life.
By Ryan.

Answer to this lies beyond the most simple questions. And thus(=therefore) it more difficult to notice.
But we should be consistent.

Have you ever wondered what you want from life? I guess yes. But did you whether ever asked yourself what life wants from you? I bet you didn't.


The most common answer to "aim of life" is happiness.
Or it can be such variations as happiness through love, happiness through money, happiness through power or you can mix and match. But that's just common answers. And what we are really looking for is true happiness. How can you choose measure system for it, if it's completely different for everybody? As usually, answer lays in the question itself.


In very simple, short form, happiness equals = your demands divide / your possibilities. And from that point starts the most interesting part. What if you want more possibilities? Or, how I can achieve something, that I can't accomplish right now? Or even much more easier question. What profession would I need?


But I think you should handle it by now.

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Social Talk. Text 9

Тема: Profession.

The story will be told in thoughts of some person.

Today I've finished my studying. I have a diploma in one hand and absolutely nothing in the other. Maybe I need to find a job? I think Tim was saying something about some Internet site, that helped him a lot to find a job.

So. What will I need? Let me think.. First of all, I'll need to power-up my laptop.. And.. Done.
Next, open browser and type http, find me a job please dot com. Press enter.

Oh. What a wonderful web site. Here it is. List of all possible professions. Bingo.
What's so long? Loading. Loading... Hah! Complete.
Professions in our data base.. mmhmh.. What? Ninety seven, twenty six. And ten! Almost one hundred thousand. No. That's not for me. Let's try category view. Oh no. There is plenty of them.

I'll better try "choose for you" button.
To find a matching job for you, short form must be filled. Ok. Next.
Ha! Questions. I like to answer questions.
Age - twenty-something. Height - five feet, and a half, weight... kgkmn.. Next, next, next.
Oh. My favorite. Yes or no questions. I'm so excited.

Big salary. Definitely yes. Danger, sure not, I'm not crazy. Relaxed work schedule, yes please. Big responsibility - no. Large office - yes of course. Eighty one question left. I don't want to answer silly questions any more. I bet I can repeat my trick from math exam. Yes, no, yes, no, yes, no, yes, no..

Calculating job for you. I'm so excited. Again.
Calculation complete. You got one match.
Best profession for you is slacker.

Sunday, October 10, 2010

Social Talk. Text 8. Ver 1.2

Тема: Мачо девушка.
Тема изначально показалась мне сильно протеворечивой, и уж точно не для 10 предложений сошал тока. Мой вариант настоящей дамы сердца.

Fortune.

- Hi pal. Let's go to the Bryan today. His parents aren't at home tonight. There'll be the party.
- Sorry, i can't. I'm going on the date within a few hours.
- Who is she? Do I know her?
- Do you remember that cute girl, "Little Witch", that I showed to you last time? At the FaceBook.
- Yeah, sure I do. She's got such look on hers avatar that you just can't forget.
- So do I. We were talking a whole week. She is so wonderful, fun, educated and all other things. We've got so much in common. I just can't get her out of my mind. So I invited her on a date.
- What did she answer?
- Hello. Are you listening to me? I'm dating her today. And I'm already late. I'll call you tomorrow.
- Just don't wear you glasses..
- Yeah. Thanks. Bye.

I hang the phone. He'll be listening more carefully tomorrow.

Next day I called Roy, as I promised.
- Wait. Don't tell anything. I'll be in ten minutes.
But in less than five, he was already ringing my doorbell.

- How it was? Do you kissed her? How she looks?
- It was perfect, and yes we kissed. Just a sec, I've got picture in my mobile.

- Hah. What a surprise. Both of you wear glasses.

Thursday, October 7, 2010

Social Talk. Text 7

Тема: Если бы у меня был 1$ миллион. Использовать отрицания и будущее время.

Almost real story.
Part 1. Perfect day.

It started from phone call at six a.m.. Yes, I slept, but just after that call - I was glowing. I got a job which I dreamt about. Next it was my boss. He called me to his office, in his usual manner.
- I want Ryan in my office. Right now! - his scream echoed from almost any surface in our small building. You can imagine my surprise when I found out that my earnings from now on will be doubled. Such luck followed me through all day. Finally I cracked.

Part 2. Coincidence.

It is possible for you to guess four numbers? If you somehow can do it, just try make it more complicated. Try to guess eight numbers. It's ain't so easy as four, but it's possible too. How many attempts did it take? I had only one attempt.

Part 3. Disbelieve.

I'm sitting in front of my TV, and still can't believe it. I just won one million dollars. Jackpot. One ticket with cost just above two dollars gives me whole million. It's impossible. Now I have only one thought in my mind. It's not possible. It can't be. I'm don't believe it. I must be sleeping, there are no such days in real life.
Next second insane scream shouted from my throat:
- I want to wake up!

Part 4. Guardian angel.

- I told you he wouldn't cope.
- And you were right.
- We must be wiser next time.
- Yep.

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Social Talk. Text 6

Тема: история страшилка. Безуспешная попытка рифмы.
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 - с детства с рифмой я дружу.

Very scary story.

At the very east, of the westernmost country was living young boy. That boy was sixteen and he had white, curly hair. There was nothing else he could standout. Just average citizen. But what is important to us, is that boy went to the shop someday. That walk was doomed.

And at the exact same day two thieves were planning their assault.

- Where should we hide? - Was thinking first of them out loud.
- I guess it will be better to hide there, - pointing some spot on map, said second thief, - behind that store. We can easily strike anybody from such dark lane.
- It's perfect place. - agreed first one. - Tonight we'll be there. Waiting for him. (victim)

Evil laugh behind the scene. Ha ha ha.

(short verse)
And now is time, to say goodbye
from boy named Charles to all his pals.
They striked at nine same day,
and pulled unconscious body
to the alley distant end.

But they were slow and dumb,
so boy, that must be laying tight,
ran on his way to save his own life.

P.S. Alternative ending. (poor Charlie)

They were so quick and pro,
that just in hour, that boy have lost
his kidney.

Sunday, October 3, 2010

Social Talk. Text 5

Темы нет. Полная свобода выбора.

My future.
Record number fifty seven (57). November fifteen (15), nineteen ninety three (1993). Morning.

Hello, my name is Ryan, I'm eight years old, and I'm confused. Yesterday I had another "father and son" talk, the third this year by the way. First was about girls, second about friends, and now this. I just don't understand why I should be aware of what I want to be in future. And the most strange, that I have to decide now, or it will be to late.

Record number fifty eight. Same day. Afternoon.

I was thinking for five hours about my calling. And I realized that it would be better to make up my mind with such question and the sooner the better. I haven't decided yet, but I've got several options to choose from. First is scientist, second is teacher, and third is autopsist. Main criteria are: interesting or not, social or quiet kind of work, and the last option is salary.

Record number sixty. Evening.

Father told me that such kind of doubts is normal when you trying to manage something that big. Turned out that main purpose of today's talk was not to make me decide right now, but just make my mind remember it, so each time I've faced my fate, I've got right answer to it.

That was all records for November fifteen. One of the most important days of my life.

P.S. Record fifty nine was too personal to mention it.