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I am an EFL teacher, French & Spanish lecturer, Business Trainer and Teacher Trainer. I have worked in Spain, France, Malaysia, Bahrain, the UAE. Now I am back in the UK, where I work as an EAP Lecturer for Wolverhampton University. I am also an IELTS examiner with Aston University. In my free time I enjoy tennis, sailing, snowboarding and watching foreign language films.

Monday, April 26, 2010

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Shakespeare sonnet 18 recorded by David Gilmour.

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate;
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date;
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee

The message is that love is stronger than death.

Here's where the story ends - The Sundays
Here is a way to exploit the song: students complete the gap fill, then make a poem of their own by filling in the blanks

Extension: students find own song and make similar gap fill


people I know, places I go, make me feel __________
I can see how people look down, they're __ ____ _________
here's where the story ends
people I see, ______ ___ ___ showing my ______ _____
I can see how people look down
I'm on the outside
here's where the story ends
ooh here's where the story ends

it's that little souvenir of a terrible year
which makes my eyes feel sore
oh I never should have said, the _______ that you _______
were all I loved you for
it's that little souvenir of a terrible year
which makes me wonder why
and it's the memories of _______ ______ that make me _______ ______
surprise, surprise, surprise

crazy I know, places I go
make me feel so ____________
I can see how people look down
I'm on the outside
oh here's where the story ends
ooh here's where the story ends

it's that little souvenir of a terrible year
which makes my eyes feel sore
and who ever would've thought the ________ that you brought
were ___ ___ ________ ____ ______
oh the devil in me said, ____ _____ ______ _______
I know where I belong
but the only thing I ever really wanted to say
was ______, was ________, was _________

it's that little souvenir of a __________ ______
which makes me smile inside
so I cynically, cynically say, the world is that way
surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise
here's where the story ends
ooh here's where the story ends

2 comments:

  1. HI SIR ILOVED THIS WORDS WHEN READ IT I FEEL THAT MY MOUSHENS IS MOVING. I WISHE IF YOU UNDERSTAND ME IN A RAIT WAY. ALL HE H3E BESTT

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