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Too much is spent on animal protection - a counterintuitive but convincing IELTS essay

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Some people think that in IELTS essays there is the "right" opinion, that is either the opinion the test makers have in mind (which you are supposed to somehow divine) or the socially accepted opinion that sounds righteous (e.g. we need to prevent climate change). This is not true. Any opinion works as long as it's argued well.  I want to share an essay that argues a very counterintuitive point of view - that too much time and resources are spent on protecting wild animals. The essay is written by my student Nastya. "You came up with very convincing arguments on the point of view I didn’t want to be convinced in," was my comment on the essay. She probably doesn't even support this point of view herself, but this is irrelevant. All that matters is it's a very logical essay that would get a very high score. ✽✽✽ "Some people say that too much time and resources are spent on the protection of wild animals and birds. To what extent do you agree or disagr

Similes and Outcomes (Outcomes Advanced p.105-107)

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  In this post I want to share an idea and a story you can use with Outcomes Advanced p.105-107 (and with many other text books if you adapt it). Both are aimed at practicing similes. Your students will first work with my story and then write their own. I will tell you what we did, but you feel free to adapt the activity as you see fit. 1.  I was quite inspired by the photo and the task on p.104-105, but the discussion in ex.2 didn’t seem to be enough. So I asked my students to write that story. To make it easier and trigger their imagination even further, I gave them the following questions to think about: - Start from the content. Imagine the character and his motives. Why did he do it? Was he decisive or indecisive about it? What happened after - did it ruin his career or did it help him become a politician? What lessons does he want to teach us? - Choose your form. Do you want to tell it in the first person or third person? If it's a third-person story, who is telling it? The

“Why did you become a vegetarian?” The most annoying question you can ask me.

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If there is a surefire way to annoy a vegetarian, it's to ask them, "Why did you become a vegetarian?" I am no exception. I become annoyed when asked but for a different reason - I don't have a "why." I do have a "how," but my “how” is as unromantic as it is unfathomable. So here goes nothing. In December 2012, I was at a huge family dinner party celebrating my father's birthday. Everyone but my uncle was served the same meal. As my uncle was being served his meal, my father mysteriously remarked, "Look, Kostya, I remembered." This piqued my curiosity. "Why is your meal different? Remembered what?" I enquired, eyebrows aloft. "I have stopped eating meat," my uncle replied. This piqued my curiosity even more, so I spent the rest of the evening talking to him about this. I wish I could tell you that he told me a story of unimaginable inspiration, so I emerged a new person. I don’t remember what he told me. I remained

"Fixing Starts With the Tap"

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I want to share a piercing piece written by Timur Khamzin in my Creative Writing Club , which is a free project for people who share my passion for writing. Plain yet powerful, this story pierces my heart every time I read it. Enjoy! ✽✽✽ "Fixing Starts With the Tap" “Today. I will fix that tap today,” was my first thought this morning. How many times did I ask him to do that? He’d ignore it, as he did with most things I asked him to do, but this tap - it’s a constant reminder of him now that he’s gone. I also need to play it safe and change the lock - he still has the key. I could still see the bruise he gave me in the ceiling mirror above our bed. My bed. It’ll be a while till I like my reflection again, but the bruise has nothing to do with it. Why did I not finish it earlier? Why would I ever let anyone treat me like a doormat? I was lingering in the bed, slow to get out as has become my habit, looking blankly at my own reflection as if looking for an answer and knowing

Enough has been said about cohesion. Let’s talk about coherence.

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Coherence and cohesion Coherence is the logical unity of ideas. Cohesion is the linguistic ways of achieving that. I’ll give a couple of absurd examples to illustrate the concepts: Pure cohesion : "I like apples. This leads to my passion for writing. Additionally, hedgehogs are cute." The cohesion is there - this leads to and additionally . But the coherence isn’t - there is zero connection between ideas. Pure coherence : "I like apples. I find pears delicious." The ideas are connected - I talk about two types of food I like. But there is no linguistic marker to unite them, so they look isolated. Ideally, coherence and cohesion must work together: "I like apples. I also find pears delicious." Cohesion is easy because it’s noticeable - you have an actual word or phrase that will unite your ideas into one whole. But cohesion must support coherence, not substitute it. If your ideas are not logically connected on the level of ideas, no cohesion will save them

"Why homestay?" A C2 Proficiency article about unusual accommodation

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I am thrilled to share an article written by my C2 Proficiency student Ekaterina Glukhova . I am thrilled not because she wrote an excellent exam answer, but because her article reads like a real article you might find in a real magazine. My philosophy is even when you write an exam answer, imagine real readers and write it for them, not just for the teacher. Ekaterina writes about her homestay experience in Brighton. Have you been to the UK? What was your accommodation like? Prompt: A magazine is running a series on unusual accommodation. You decide to write an article in which you briefly describe an unusual place you stayed at and explain why you enjoyed or didn’t enjoy staying there. You should also discuss how much the choice of accommodation to stay at can contribute to the overall impression of the trip. Why homestay?  Chalk cliffs, salty breeze, merrily jingling rides - yes, the good old Brighton, a seaside residence of George IV and mine, if only for a fortnight. And yet my “q