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Recall the weather on the day of 1) your entrance examination in English, 2) your last exam at school,
3) your last birthday. As you may be not quite sure of the weather on that day, use the models below to
express hesitation.
As far as I remember ...
If my memory serves me right ...
I seem to remember ...
I am not sure about it, but ...
I can't be absolutely sure about it, of course, ...
If I remember correctly ...
Exercise 24
What is the weather like in different parts of Russia in spring, summer, autumn and winter?
Exercise 25
Say what mood in you prevails when 1) it is a cold winter day; 2) it is a hot summer night; 3) it is a warm
spring evening; 4) it is a cool autumn morning.
Exercise 26
Think for five minutes and write what you like to do in good and bad weather. Compare your activities
with those written by other classmates. Choose the most original ideas.
Exercise 27
For hundreds of years people have accumulated weather lore. Do you believe that there are signs in nature
that may predict the weather? What are they? Is weather lore reliable? Comment on the pieces of weather
lore below.
A snow year — a rich year.
Farewell frost — fair weather next.
Good winter — good summer.
Red sky at night, shepherd's delight; red sky in the morning, shepherd's warning.
When the dew is on the grass, rain will never come to pass. If bees stay at home, rain will soon come; if
they fly away, fine will be the day.
A sunshiny shower won't last half an hour. Mackerel sky, mackerel sky, not long wet and not long dry.
Exercise 28
Work in groups and discuss with your classmates the topics you see below. Let one of you sum up what
all of you have said.
1. Your favourite season or your favourite month.
2. The season or month you dislike.
3. The climate of Russia and Great Britain.
4. The climate in one of the countries where you have been.
Exercise 29
1. Read the poem from Winnie-the-Pooh by A. Milne.
Lines Written by a Bear of Very little Brain
On Monday, when the sun is hot,
I wonder to myself a lot:
'Now is it time or is it not,
That what is which and which is what?'
On Tuesday, when it hails and snows,
The feeling on me grows and grows
That hardly anybody knows
If those are these or these are those.
On Wednesday, when the sky is blue
And I have nothing else to do,
I sometimes wonder if it's true
That who is what and what is who.
On Thursday, when it starts to freeze
And hoarfrost twinkles on the trees,
How very readily one sees
That these are those — but whose are these?
On Friday —