фонетические упражнения. Фонетические упражнения для вводно. Фонетические упражнения для вводнокоррективного курса по английскому языку
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Фонетические упражнения для вводно-коррективного курса по английскому языку (на материале пословиц, поговорок, стихотворений) Практический материал, представленный в подборке, поможет студентам добиться совершенства в английском произношении. Материал содержит фонетические упражнения (пословицы, стихи) для выработки автоматизированных навыков произношения и интонации. Гласная и согласная фонема часто отрабатывается в контрасте, при противопоставлении звуков, т.к. контрастивный метод всегда в большей или меньшей степени учитывался при обучении иностранному языку. Упражнения разделены на две части. Первая часть – пословицы и поговорки. Они могут представить интерес для отработки произношения как в школе, так и на начальной стадии обучения в вузе. Во второй части помещены стихотворения английских авторов, детские стишки, знание которых будет полезно детям в дошкольных учреждениях. Критерием для отбора пословиц, поговорок и стихов, как универсальной базы для отработки и создания множества автоматизированных речевых навыков, служила частота употребления фонемы. ПОСЛОВИЦЫ И ПОГОВОРКИ
POEMS AND RHYMES A Cradle Song [i:] Sleep, sleep, beauty bright Dreaming over the toys of night. Sleep, sleep: in the sleep Little sorrows sit and weep. By W. Blake The Telephone [a:] Friends a hundred miles apart Sit and chatter heart to heart, Boys and girls from school afar Speak to mother, ask papa. By Alfred H. Miles Balls [  ]And there are many other balls We find at pleasure’s source – The croquet ball, the hockey ball. The skittle ball, lacrosse, And smaller ball, the marble balls, And bearing balls, of course. By Alfred H. Miles [ – :]I have two legs With which I walk: I have a tongue With which I talk, And with it too, I eat my food and tell If it’s bad or good. [  :]The early bird so I have heard, Catches the worm, and ‘pon my word, I know two chaps and yet a third Could learn a lesson from that bird. [i:] Stop! Look! Listen! Before you cross the street. Use your eyes, use your ears, And then use your feet! Queen Mab’s Chariot [i] Fib, and Tib, and Pink, and Pin, Pick, and Quick, and Jill, and Jin, Tit, and Nit, and Wap, and Wim – The train that wait upon her. By M. Drayton March, march, head erect Left, right, that’s correct. Alas, Alack! [  ]Ann, Ann? Come quick as you can! There’s a fish that talks In the frying-pan. Out of the fat, As clear as glass, He put up his mouth and moaned “Alas” Oh, most mournful, “Alas, alack!” Then turned to the sizzling, And sank him back. By W. de La Mare Wash, hands, wash, Daddy’s gone to plough. Splash, hands, splash, They’re all washed now. Pussy Cat, Pussy Cat, Will you catch that big fat rat? It is sitting by the ham Just behind the apple jam. Pussy Cat, Pussy Cat, That fat rat is very bad. If you catch it, I’ll be glad. I’ll give you some milk for that. The Washing-up Song [  ]Sing a song of washing up, Water hot as hot. Cups and saucers, plates and spoons, Dishes such a lot! Work the dish mop round and round, Wash them clean as clean Polish with a dry white cloth, How busy we have been! By E. Gould Hickory, dickory, dock! Hickory, dickory, dock! The mouse ran up the clock, The clock struck one, The mouse ran down, Hickory, dickory, dock! The Listening Woods [u] I looked at the shadowed mosses, I looked at the nests overhead, I looked at the small brook dreaming Alone in its sandy bed. By Ida W.Benham The Brook [  ]Grumbling, stumbling, Fumbling all the day, Fluttering, stuttering, Muttering away, Rustling, hustling, Bustling as it flows, That it how the brook talks, Bubbling as it goes. By A. Tennyson Dust of Snow [ ]The way a crow Shook down on me The dust of snow From a hemlock tree Has given my heart A change of mood And saved some part Of a day I have rued. By R. Frost Spring Rain [ei] Rain, rain, rain, April rain, You are feeding seed and grain, You are raising plants and crops With your gaily sparkling drops. The Lion [ai] Oh, weep for Mr. and Mrs. Bryan! He was eaten by a lion, Following which, the lion’s lioness Up and swallowed Bryan’s Bryaness. By O. Nash [ i]Said the Crab unto the Oyster Do not loiter in this cloister, Join me in a voyage rare, Up into the moist salt air. Noise and turmoil would annoy me, Toil and trouble, too would cloy me, Should I leave this royal cloister Adroitly rejoined the oyster. By L. Carroll Autumn Leaves [av] Down down down Red yellow brown Autumn leaves tumble down, Autumn leaves crumble down, Autumn leaves bumble down, Flaking and shaking, Tumbledown leaves. No, No, November [i ]Autumn crowns the glowing sphere, Winter’s grasp is full of cheer, You between them, sad and dear, Bind your brows with leafage sere, Saying, “I remember When the year was not a bier” – Ah, woe, November! Good Night [  ]Here’s a Body – there’s a bed! There’s a pillow – here’s a head! There’s a curtain – here’s a light! There’s a puff – and so good night! By J. Wallace Outer Space [p] But outer space, At least thus far, For all the fuss Of the populace Stays more popular Than populous. By R. Frost [b] Butterfly, butterfly, Where do you fly, So quick and so high In the blue, blue sky? [t], [d], [k] I have a cat His name is Pit; And by the fire He likes to sit Each day I bring him A dish of milk, And smooth his coat That shines like silk. And on my knee He likes to sit For Pit loves me And I love Pit. Come to Dinner Come to dinner, come to dinner, Ding – dong – dell, Ding – dong – dell, Soup, meat and potatoes, Soup, meat and potatoes, Ding – dong – dell. Ding – dong – dell. Golden Hour [g] Golden in the garden, Golden in the glen, Golden, golden, golden, September’s here again! Golden in the tree tops, Golden in the sky, Golden, golden, golden September’s passing by. By J. Keats Aunts [  ]Children, aunts are not glamorous creatures, As very often their features Tend to be elderly caricatures of your own. By V. Graham Algy Met a Bear [  ]Algy met a bear, The bear was bulgy, The bulge was Algy. By Ed. Lear God made the Bees [m] God made the bees, And the bees make honey, The miller’s man does all the work, But the miller makes the money. By L. Bowen [n] If many men know What many men know, If many men went Where many men go, If many men did What many men do, The world would be better – I think so; don’t you? By B.R. Hudelson [ ]In the spring, In the spring, Sweet and fresh is everything. Winter winds are no more blowing, In the fields all is growing, In the spring, In the spring, Sweet and fresh is everything! To a Butterfly [f] I’ve watched you now a full half-hour, Self-poised upon that yellow flower, And, little butterfly! Indeed I know not if you sleep or feed By W. Wordsworth The Tide in the River The tide in the river, The tide in the river The tide in the river runs deep, I saw a shiver, Pass over the river As the tide turned in its sleep. By E. Farjcon The Golden Legend [  ]A thousand faiths with a common dream A thousand tongues with a common theme A thousand thoughts with a single plan: Peace on earth and goodwill to man! By J. Wallace Toast [  ]Here’s health to all those that we love, Here’s health to all those that love us, Here’s health to all those that love them That love those that love us! City [s–z] In the morning the city Spreads its wing Making a song In stone that sings. In the evening the city Goes to bed hanging lights About its head. By L. Hughes When a Man’s Busy [  ]When a man’s busy, why, leisure Strikes him as wonderful pleasure: Faith, and at leisure is he, Straight away he wants to be busy. By R. Browning Rules and Regulations [  ]A short direction To avoid dejection By variations In occupations, And prolongation Of relaxation, And combinations Of recreations, And disputation On the state of nation In adaption To your station, By invitations To friends and relations By evitation, Of amputation By permutation In conversation, And deep reflection You’ll avoid dejection. Moral: Behave By Ed. Lear The Corn-song [h] Heap high the farmer’s wintry hoard Heap high the golden corn! No richer gift has autumn poured From out her lavish horn! By J.G. Whittier Clouds [w] White sheep, white sheep On a blue hill. When the wind stops You all stand still. You walk far away When the winds blow White sheep, white sheep. “I’ll Try” and “I Can’t” [l] The little boy who says “I’ll try”, Will climb to the hill-top; The little boy who says “I can’t”, Will at the bottom stop. By R.L. Stevenson Rain [r] The rain is raining all around, It falls on field and tree, It rains on the umbrellas here, And on the ships at sea. By R.L. Stevenson | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||