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Our ship was anchored off the coast of Africa. It was a beautiful day, a fresh wind was blowing from the sea; but in the evening the weather changed: it became stuffy and, as if from a heated stove, hot air from the Sahara desert was blowing towards us.
Before sunset, the captain went out on deck and shouted: “Swim!” - and in one minute the sailors jumped into the water, lowered the sail into the water, tied it and set up a bath in the sail.
There were two boys with us on the ship. The boys were the first to jump into the water, but they were cramped in the sail, and they decided to race against each other in the open sea.
Both, like lizards, stretched out in the water and, with all their strength, swam to the place where there was a barrel above the anchor.
One boy at first overtook his friend, but then began to fall behind.
The boy's father, an old artilleryman, stood on the deck and admired his son. When the son began to fall behind, the father shouted to him:
- Don't give it away! Push up!
Suddenly someone shouted from the deck: “Shark!” - and we all saw the back of a sea monster in the water.
The shark swam straight towards the boys.
- Back! Back! Come back! Shark! - the artilleryman shouted. But the guys didn’t hear him, they swam on, laughing and shouting even more fun and louder than before.
The artilleryman, pale as a sheet, looked at the children without moving.
The sailors lowered the boat, rushed into it and, bending the oars, rushed as hard as they could towards the boys; but they were still far from them when the shark was no more than twenty steps away.
At first the boys did not hear what they were shouting and did not see the shark; but then one of them looked back, and we all heard a high-pitched squeal, and the boys swam in different directions.
This screech seemed to awaken the artilleryman. He jumped up and ran towards the guns. He turned his trunk, lay down next to the cannon, took aim and took the fuse.
All of us, no matter how many of us were on the ship, froze in fear and waited for what would happen.
A shot rang out, and we saw that the artilleryman fell near the cannon and covered his face with his hands. We didn’t see what happened to the shark and the boys, because for a minute the smoke obscured our eyes.
But when the smoke dispersed over the water, first a quiet murmur was heard from all sides, then this murmur became stronger, and finally, a loud, joyful cry was heard from all sides.
The old artilleryman opened his face, stood up and looked at the sea.
The yellow belly of a dead shark swayed along the waves. In a few minutes the boat sailed to the boys and brought them to the ship.
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Our ship was anchored off the coast of Africa. It was a beautiful day, a fresh wind was blowing from the sea; but in the evening the weather changed: it became stuffy and, as if from a heated stove, hot air from the Sahara desert was blowing towards us.
Before sunset, the captain came out onto the deck and shouted: “Swim!” - and in one minute the sailors jumped into the water, lowered the sail into the water, tied it and set up a bath in the sail.
There were two boys with us on the ship. The boys were the first to jump into the water, but they were cramped in the sail, and they decided to race against each other in the open sea.
Both, like lizards, stretched out in the water and, with all their strength, swam to the place where there was a barrel above the anchor.
One boy at first overtook his friend, but then began to fall behind.
The boy's father, an old artilleryman, stood on the deck and admired his son. When the son began to fall behind, the father shouted to him:
Don't give it away! Push up!
Suddenly someone shouted from the deck: “Shark!” - and we all saw the back of a sea monster in the water.
The shark swam straight towards the boys.
- Back! Back! Come back! Shark! - the artilleryman shouted. But the guys didn’t hear him, they swam on, laughing and shouting even more fun and louder than before.
The artilleryman, pale as a sheet, looked at the children without moving.
The sailors lowered the boat, rushed into it and, bending the oars, rushed as hard as they could towards the boys; but they were still far from them when the shark was no more than twenty steps away. 
At first the boys did not hear what they were shouting and did not see the shark; but then one of them looked back, and we all heard a high-pitched squeal, and the boys swam in different directions.
This screech seemed to awaken the artilleryman. He jumped up and ran towards the guns. He turned his trunk, lay down next to the cannon, took aim and took the fuse.
All of us, no matter how many of us were on the ship, froze in fear and waited for what would happen.
A shot rang out, and we saw that the artilleryman fell near the cannon and covered his face with his hands. We didn’t see what happened to the shark and the boys, because for a minute the smoke obscured our eyes.
But when the smoke dispersed over the water, first a quiet murmur was heard from all sides, then this murmur became stronger, and finally, a loud, joyful cry was heard from all sides.
The old artilleryman opened his face, stood up and looked at the sea.
The yellow belly of a dead shark swayed along the waves. In a few minutes the boat sailed to the boys and brought them to the ship.
Tolstoy's story L. Illustrations.
1. Vocabulary work.
Where do you think it is necessary to start working with the text in order to better understand it?
Means…
Today Vika and Aina will help us with vocabulary work. They were given the task of preparing and choosing 5 unfamiliar words.
I present their work. Look at the board, read new words, think about what they mean. Choose the correct interpretation.
Artilleryman - a) soldier with a firearm.
b) athlete
Canvas - a) low lighting
B) white linen fabric
Wick – a) flammable cord for igniting charges
B) tropical plant
Murmur - a) low speech
B) classical music
trunk - a) elongated nose
B) the back of the gun
Additionally:
An anchor is a metal rod with claws attached to a chain and lowered to the bottom to hold the vessel in place.
Draw a conclusion:
2.Acquaintance with the text.
I invite you on a journey to the shores of the continent of Africa. Imagine that we are sailing on this ship on the warm blue sea. The gentle sun is shining, you feel good and warm, the hot desert wind is blowing in the sails.
So, together with the heroes of the story, we go forward.
Reading of the first passage by the teacher.
“Our ship was anchored off the coast of Africa. It was a beautiful day, a fresh wind was blowing from the sea; but in the evening the weather changed: it became stuffy and as if hot air from the Sahara desert was blowing at us from a heated stove.
Before sunset, the captain came out on deck and shouted “Swim!” - and in one minute the sailors jumped into the water, lowered the sail into the water, tied it and set up a bath in the sail.
There were two boys with us on the ship. The boys were the first to jump into the water, but they were cramped in the sail, and they decided to race against each other in the open sea.
Both, like lizards, stretched out in the water and, with all their strength, swam to the place where there was a barrel above the anchor.
One boy at first overtook his friend, but then began to fall behind.
The boy's father, an old artilleryman, stood on the deck and admired his son. When the son began to lag behind, the father shouted to him: “Don’t give him away! push yourself!”
As we read, we will fill out the table of feelings.
Parts | Feelings |
What is the role of artilleryman to one of the boys? Prove from the text.
How do you think the author feels about the boys starting to swim in the open sea? To answer this question, re-read paragraph 3. He writes what he thought. What does it mean? Why didn’t they decide, didn’t start, but just decided?
How do you think the artilleryman felt?
In the table - pride, love
Reading of the second passage by a trained student.
“Suddenly from the deck someone shouted “Shark!” - and we all saw the back of a sea monster in the water. The shark swam straight at the boys. (pause)
Back! Back! Come back! Shark! - the artilleryman shouted. But the guys didn’t hear him, they swam on, laughing and shouting even more fun and louder than before. The artilleryman, pale as a sheet, looked at the children without moving.”
Now what does the artilleryman feel?
Table - excitement, horror
When reading, what should we pay attention to?
When the sailors and gunner saw the shark, what would you suggest they do?
Reading of the third passage by the student
“The sailors lowered the boat, rushed into it and, bending the oars, rushed as hard as they could towards the boys; but they were still far from them when the shark was no longer further than twenty steps.
At first the boys did not hear what they were shouting and did not see the shark; but then one of them looked back, and we all heard a piercing squeal, and the boys swam in different directions.”
What did the boys do when they saw the shark?
What feelings does the artilleryman feel at this moment?
In what state does a person scream?
The shark is at a distance of twenty steps from the boys, the boat with the sailors is even further away. What do you suggest to do in this situation?
In the table the word is fear, panic
Reading of the fourth passage by the teacher.
“This screech seemed to wake up the artilleryman. He jumped up and ran towards the guns. He turned his trunk, lay down next to the cannon, took aim and took the fuse.
All of us, no matter how many of us were on the ship, froze in fear and waited for what would happen.
A shot rang out, and we saw that the artilleryman fell near the cannon and covered his face with his hands. We didn’t see what happened to the shark and the boys, because for a minute the smoke obscured our eyes.”
What was everyone else doing at this time? How does the author talk about their inaction?
What conclusion can be drawn from this?
How does this characterize an artilleryman? Why can we say that the artilleryman is resourceful, decisive, self-controlled
- Why did the artilleryman fall and cover his face with his hands? How did he feel?
Table - determination,
“But when the smoke dispersed over the water, at first a quiet murmur was heard from all sides, this murmur became stronger, and finally, a loud, joyful cry was heard from all sides.
The old artilleryman opened his face, stood up and looked at the sea.
The yellow belly of a dead shark swayed across the waves. In a few minutes the boat sailed to the boys and brought them to the ship.”
What can you say about the artilleryman at this moment?
How did he feel at that time?
Table - relief, joy
- Are your assumptions about the work correct?
Did you like the work? How?
- Were you scared? When?
- Which episodes do you remember most?
- Who were you worried about?
- To which literary genre shall we take this work?
- Name the heroes of this story
We'll talk about heroes after a short rest.
Our ship was anchored off the coast of Africa. It was a beautiful day, a fresh wind was blowing from the sea; but in the evening the weather changed: it became stuffy and, as if from a heated stove, hot air from the Sahara desert was blowing towards us.
Before sunset, the captain came out onto the deck and shouted: “Swim!” - and in one minute the sailors jumped into the water, lowered the sail into the water, tied it and set up a bath in the sail.
There were two boys with us on the ship. The boys were the first to jump into the water, but they were cramped in the sail, and they decided to race against each other in the open sea.
Both, like lizards, stretched out in the water and, with all their strength, swam to the place where there was a barrel above the anchor.
One boy at first overtook his friend, but then began to fall behind.
The boy's father, an old artilleryman, stood on the deck and admired his son. When the son began to fall behind, the father shouted to him:
Don't give it away! Push up!
Suddenly someone shouted from the deck: “Shark!” - and we all saw the back of a sea monster in the water.
The shark swam straight towards the boys.
Back! Back! Come back! Shark! - the artilleryman shouted. But the guys didn’t hear him, they swam on, laughing and shouting even more fun and louder than before.
The artilleryman, pale as a sheet, looked at the children without moving.
The sailors lowered the boat, rushed into it and, bending the oars, rushed as hard as they could towards the boys; but they were still far from them when the shark was no more than twenty steps away.
At first the boys did not hear what they were shouting and did not see the shark; but then one of them looked back, and we all heard a high-pitched squeal, and the boys swam in different directions.
This screech seemed to awaken the artilleryman. He jumped up and ran towards the guns. He turned his trunk, lay down next to the cannon, took aim and took the fuse.
All of us, no matter how many of us were on the ship, froze in fear and waited for what would happen.
A shot rang out, and we saw that the artilleryman fell near the cannon and covered his face with his hands. We didn’t see what happened to the shark and the boys, because for a minute the smoke obscured our eyes.
But when the smoke dispersed over the water, first a quiet murmur was heard from all sides, then this murmur became stronger, and finally, a loud, joyful cry was heard from all sides.
The old artilleryman opened his face, stood up and looked at the sea.
The yellow belly of a dead shark swayed along the waves. In a few minutes the boat sailed to the boys and brought them to the ship.
Illustrations: vseskazki
Shark - Lev TOLSTOY - listen online
Download tolstoy/akula.mp3Our ship was anchored off the coast of Africa. It was a beautiful day, a fresh wind was blowing from the sea; but in the evening the weather changed: it became stuffy and, as if from a heated stove, hot air from the Sahara desert was blowing towards us.
Before sunset, the captain came out onto the deck, shouted: “Swim!” - and in one minute the sailors jumped into the water, lowered the sail into the water, tied it and set up a bath in the sail.
There were two boys with us on the ship. The boys were the first to jump into the water, but they were cramped in the sail; they decided to race against each other in the open sea.
One boy at first overtook his friend, but then began to fall behind. The boy's father, an old artilleryman, stood on the deck and admired his son. When the son began to lag behind, the father shouted to him: “Don’t give him away! push yourself!”
Suddenly someone shouted from the deck: “Shark!” - and we all saw the back of a sea monster in the water.
The shark swam straight towards the boys.
Back! back! come back! shark! - the artilleryman shouted. But the guys didn’t hear him, they swam on, laughing and shouting even more fun and louder than before.
The sailors lowered the boat, rushed into it and, bending their oars, rushed as hard as they could towards the boys; but they were still far from them when the shark was no more than 20 steps away.
At first the boys did not hear what they were shouting and did not see the shark; but then one of them looked back, and we all heard a high-pitched squeal, and the boys swam in different directions.
This screech seemed to awaken the artilleryman. He jumped up and ran towards the guns. He turned his trunk, lay down next to the cannon, took aim and took the fuse.
All of us, no matter how many of us were on the ship, froze in fear and waited for what would happen.
A shot rang out, and we saw that the artilleryman fell near the cannon and covered his face with his hands. We didn’t see what happened to the shark and the boys, because for a minute the smoke obscured our eyes.
But when the smoke dispersed over the water, first a quiet murmur was heard from all sides, then this murmur became stronger, and finally, a loud, joyful cry was heard from all sides.
The old artilleryman opened his face, stood up and looked at the sea.
The yellow belly of a dead shark swayed across the waves. In a few minutes the boat sailed to the boys and brought them to the ship.