Сегодня,
слушая десятый эпизод на сайте englishthroughstories.com,
я обратила внимание на то, что
одновременно в проигрывателе открывается окно с текстом, который звучит в
файле. Раньше этого, по-моему, не было. Я слушала через проигрыватель JET
AUDIO, потом проверила проигрыватель Windows – текст тоже есть. Очень удобно!
Обычно я
разбираю первую часть эпизода, чтобы вы быстро просмотрели его окончание на
сайте englishthroughstories.com. Я абсолютно уверена, что читать и слушать только
разбирая каждое слово – неправильно. Нужно готовить себя к разным реальным ситуациям, т.е , в частности, научиться
понимать главное (или хотя бы хоть что-то)) в потоке речи. И просмотровое
чтение очень полезно в этом плане. Иногда приходится пользоваться словарем, но
в самом крайнем случае, когда без этого слова ускользает весь смысл эпизода.
Сегодня
разбираю окончаниедесятого эпизода.
Перевод предложений из первой части этого эпизода,
которые могут вызывать сложности, есть на форуме. Через пару дней добавлю перевод второй
части, если кто-нибудь не сделаетэтого вместо меня (на что я очень надеюсь))
At around 2:00 p.m. I went to the hospital and picked up Anne. She was
feeling much better, and was happy to see me.
“Have you heard anything from Bill about giving the money to the kidnappers?” I
asked her.
“No, Bill hasn’t called.”
“Well, let’s go over there and see what happened.” We drove over to Bill and
Sarah’s apartment, and we were surprised to see two police cars outside the
building. Bill was sitting on the steps of the building crying.
“What happened?!” Anne said to me as we parked the car. “Why are the police
here?”
“I don’t know, Anne,” I said. “Let’s just try to stay calm and find out what is
going on.” As we walked toward the apartment building, I had a feeling in my
stomach that something was wrong--very wrong.
“Oh, Anne, she’s dead! She’s dead!” Bill cried. He jumped up to hug Anne.
“Sarah’s dead!”
“Bill, what happened?” I asked. “Did the kidnappers call?” I saw that Anne was
in shock. She couldn’t believe what Bill was telling her.
“No, I made a terrible mistake,” Bill said. “I got scared, so I called the
police this morning. I told them everything. I told them that Sarah had been
kidnapped. Then two hours later...she was dead! I found Sarah’s body in the
street in front of the apartment building!”
Bill began to cry again, and Anne looked like she was going to fall down. I
grabbed her arm and helped her sit down on the steps. I turned to the police
officer standing next to us. “Where was the body found?” I asked.
“In the street, like Mr. Salas said,” he answered. “We got here about 30
minutes ago. She was already dead. She had been cut in the throat by some type
of knife or piece of glass.”
It was over. I had tried my best, but Sarah was now dead. I thought about all
the things that had happened. I even blamed myself. Maybe I should have...? But
you can’t blame yourself. Sometimes, you just have bad luck. There was nothing
more I could do. I shook hands with Bill and gave Anne one last hug. I decided
I would call my friend Officer Cho and tell him what I knew. Maybe they could
find the person who killed Sarah. As I was about to leave, I noticed a list of
names on the mailboxes of Bill and Sarah’s apartment building. I don’t know why
I decided to look at the list. Sometimes you just do the right thing at the
right time and get lucky. This was one of those times. I recognized one of the
names on the list. I couldn’t believe my eyes, so I looked more closely a
second time. Yes, I was right. The name on the list read “Costello, John--Apt.
1A.” John Costello lived in the same building as Bill and Sarah Salas.