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سلام خسته نباشید. خیلی ممنون که از وبلاگ من بازدید کردین
من ماهایا چاوشی، دانش آموز دبیرستان فرزانگان هستم و با درست کردن این وبلاگ در زمینه ی درس زبان انگلیسی مطالب جدیدی آموختم.به نظر من تهیه ی این گونه کارهای کامپیوتری کمک بیشتری در آموزش درس شیرین زبان می کند
مطالب این وبلاگ به چند قسمت تقسیم می شود که از این قرارهستند
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Reading
Poem
Proverb
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در رابطه با قسمت اول داستان ها و یا خاطره های روزانه را با استفاده از معلوماتی که داریم به زبان انگلیسی ترجمه میکنیم
قسمت دوم مربوط به فهم مطالب است که یک سری داستان آماده را میخوانیم و کلمات جدید آن را در لغت نامه ی انگلیسی به انگلیسی معنی میکنیم و برای اینکه نشان دهیم چقدر از مفهوم داستان را دریافت کرده ایم ، نظر خودمان را در مورد آن داستان

Comments به انگلیسی در همان قسمت ارسال می کنیم . یعنی قسمت
listeningشعری نیز در یکی از پستها گذاشته شده که جنبه ی

نیز دارد ، چون آن را با گوش کردن از روی سی دی نوشته ایم
نیز مربوط به ضرب المثلهاست،که در زبان انگلیسی رایج است Proverbقسمت

iearn به سوالهایی که در پروژه ی iearn درقسمت

توسط دانش آموزان کشورهای دیگر برای ما فرستاده شده جواب داده ایم
امیدوارم این وبلاگ بتواند به یادگیری بیشتر کمک کند
به علت کمبود وقت مطالب زیادی در آن جای گذاری نشده اما طی چند هفته ی دیگر مطالب آن بیشتر خواهد شد
در آخر از دبیر محترم زبان انگلیسی سرکار خانم نیکویی نژاد تشکر میکنم که در همه ی زمینه ها به ما کمک کردند
باتشکر

poem

Love, Love, Love

i wish to be the air you breathe
love that floods your every cell
revitalizing you, cheering you up
every second of your life
i love like the rush of the Nile, Yangtze
listen, listen to this lovelorn heart,
holding on, letting go, holding on
with such tenacity to the hope
of every lovelorn night
an eclipse helps distill
my love for you,
seals your charms, allure
from the craving prying eyes
of world, precipitates that
momentous silhouette,
escapade for me and you
sun and moon, yin and yang
to be totally absorbed
in bliss, in each other
love, love, love
if only i could be the only star
to win your fancy
for that sparkling while
heaven the world would become.

Reading

The Burglar’s Friend
His parents were fast asleep in bed

It was 3 o’clock in the morning when four-year-old Russell Brown woke up to go to the bathroom.
His parents were fast asleep in bed .but when he heard a noise in the living room and saw a light was on, he went downstairs.
There he found two men they asked him his name and told him they were friends of the family.
Unfortunately, Russell believed them. They asked him where the VCR and TV were. Russell showed them and said they had a stereo and CD player, too.
The two men carried these to the kitchen. Russell also told them that his mother kept her wallet in a drawer in the kitchen, so they took that. Russell even gave them his pocket money_50 cents.
They finally left at 4 A.M. they said, “Will you open the back door while we take these things to the car, because we don’t want to wake mommy and daddy, ok?” so Russell help the door open for them. He then went back to bed.
His parents didn’t know about the burglary until they got up the next day his father said,” I couldn’t be angry with Russell because he thought he was doing the right things.”
Fortunately, the police caught the two burglars last week.


New words:

Stereo: with the sound coming from two speakers.
Burglar: a person who goes in to a building to steal things.
Fortunately: opposite of unfortunate, there was an accident but fortunately nobody was hurt.
Drawer: a thing like a box that you can pull out from a cupboard or desk.

Reading

Poor man

A man was sleeping on a park bench late at night. A man and woman were walking past. One of them tapped him on the shoulder and asked, excuse me what‘s the time? The poor man was very angry being woken up. I don’t know! He said angrily. I haven’t got a watch. And he went back to sleep. Some time later another man was passing. He wakes the poor man up and said. I’m sorry to bother you, but I wonder if you could tell me what time it is. Again the poor man said that he didn’t know. By now he was very angry, so he got a pen and a piece of paper and wrote: I DON’T KNOW WHAT THE TIME IS!!!! On it and went back to sleep. Half and hour later, a policeman was passing, he read the sign, woke the poor man and said: It’s 2:30 sir.

New words:

Shoulder: the part of your body between your neck and your arm.

Tap: hit or touch somebody or something quickly and lightly.

Poor: a person with a little money.
Bother: worry somebody.

Poem

Am I dreaming? Stupid? I think I’ve been hit with a qubet.
But no one needs to know right now.
I met a tall, dark, handsome man. I’ve been busy making big plants.
But no one needs to know right now.
I got my hart set, my feet wet, but he doesn’t even know yet.
But no one needs to know right now.
I tell him some day some day some have but I’m going to keep it a secret for now.
I want the bell ring, choir to sing, Wight dress guest, the cake whole done thing.
But no one needs to know right now.
I tell him some day some day some have but I’m going to keep it a secret for now.
We have a little girls, little boys, little Beings, we go and roll.
But no one needs to know right now.
He doesn’t know that only he can make it right.

Iearn project

Answer to the questions of iearn project...

Although we don't like to admit it, one day our life will end.

How do you feel about it?

Are you afraid of death?

and if you are, where does it come from?

so,... we think it's because death is something uncertain. As if you fall into a big, deep hole and you don;t know what will be there at the end.That's exactly the right question, it;s sure that.

there will be something after life. But what?

Rebirth?

a kind of paradise?

our just nothing, like an endless sleep with out any dream?

Yes you get afraid of it , but it's important to think about death , because: what is life with out it?

One day our life will finish. I don’t feel well when somebody speaks about it. I hate death, and I prefer to live forever but it is impossible if you want to know about fear of death I should say I afraid of death a little. In fact I afraid of grave. I don’t like to be alone in a dark and narrow place. Maybe my fear is for people’s idea. Somebody said that: grave is very terrible and dreadful. It has a lot of snake, scorpion…but I think these are for bad persons.
I think if we were righteous during our life, grave is not dreadful for us, but if we were sinner in our past life we will have a very bad life. I know these things but I can’t understand why I’m afraid of death. Maybe I do some crimes unwished.
When our life is end, it will be finish in this world, after death we rebirth and we will go to perilous and will have a new life over there.
In perilous God gives us reword, or punishes us.
I hope we have a grate futurity there.
You’re right it’s important to think a bout death, because life with out it is very tiresome and meaningless.
Death is not like an endless sleep with out any dreams. Death is a sleep for a little time with a lot of dreadful or beautiful dreams.

Reading

Louis Braille

Louis Braille was born near Paris, France. He was a very smart child. He liked to play with his father’s work tools. One day, when he was four, a sharp tool went into his left eye. An infection started and went to both eyes. He was unlucky. A few weeks later, Louis was blind.
At age ten, Louis went to a school for blind children in Paris. One day a French soldier, Charles Barbier, visited the school .Barbier invented a system of night-reading. This system used dots for the letters of the alphabet. Soldiers used this system in time of war .Babier thought this system could help blind people to read.
Barbier’s system was difficult, but it gave Louis an idea. He made barbier’s system easier. By age fifteen, his new system was ready! Now he wanted blind schools to use his system. He was unlucky again. The schools did not want his system. Louis died in 1852 at age forty-three. Two years after he died, the blind schools began to use his system.
Today we call this system Braille after Louis Braille. His system is used for all languages, and for math, science, writing music, and computer for the blind.

New words:

Tool: a thing that you hold in your hand and use to do a special job.
Sharp: with an edge point that cuts or makes holes easily.
Infection: a disease.
Blind: not able to see.
Unlucky: if you are unlucky, good things do not happen to you.
Invented: make or think of something for the first time.
Dots: a small round mark.