Part a – facts of the matter / spring 2013 – 9th grade Mysteries fortsetter på neste side TErminprøver engelsk1 informasjon Engelsk terminprøve – forberedelse Bokmål: Forberedelse og prøve Tekstsamlingen er delt inn i to deler: Part A: Facts of the matter og Part B: The stories I have heard. Begge delene er obligatoriske. På prøvedagen vil du få oppgaver knyttet til både part A og part B. Forberedelsestiden skal du bruke til å jobbe med tekstsamlingen. Du kan både lese, bearbeide og sortere ukjent stoff. Du kan ta notater som er knyttet til temaet. Du kan samarbeide med andre elever, snakke med læreren og bruke lærebøker og andre kilder. Under forberedelsen er alle hjelpemidler tillatt, inkludert bruk av internett. På prøven kan du ikke bruke internett og andre verktøy som tillater kommunikasjon, eller oversettelsesprogrammer. Alle kilder du benytter deg av på prøven, direkte eller indirekte, skal oppgis slik at det går an å finne fram til kilden. Dersom du har med deg utskrifter og sitater fra nettsider, må du oppgi adresse og nedlastingsdato. På prøvedagen skal du svare på tre oppgaver, to som krever kortere svar (Task 1 og Task 2) og en langsvaroppgave (Task 3A, B, C eller D). Du skal svare på engelsk. Nynorsk: Førebuingsdel og prøve Tekstsamlinga er delt inn i to delar: Part A: Facts of the matter og Part B: The stories I have heard. Begge delane er obligatoriske. På prøvedagen vil du få oppgåver knytt både til part A og til part B. Førebuingstida skal du bruke til å jobbe med tekstsamlinga. Du kan både lese, studere og sortere ukjent stoff. Du kan ta notat som er knytte til temaet. Du kan samarbeide med andre elever, snakke med læraren og bruke lærebøker og andre kjelder. Under førebuinga er alle hjelpemiddel tillatne, inkludert bruk av internett. På prøven kan du ikkje bruke internett og andre verktøy som tillèt kommunikasjon, eller omsetjingsprogram. Alle kjelder du brukar på prøven, direkte eller indirekte, skal oppgjevast slik at det går an å finne fram til kjelda. Dersom du har med deg utskrifter og sitat frå nettsider, skal adresse og dato for nedlasting oppgjevast. På prøvedagen skal du svare på tre oppgåver, to som krev kortare svar (Task 1 og Task 2) og ein langsvaroppgåve (Task 3A, B, C eller D). Du skal svare på engelsk. 2 contents Perspectives on mysteries Ever wondered why mysteries fascinate us so much? In this issue we would like to present you with some of the world’s greatest unsolved mysteries: crop circles, the lost city of Atlantis, the escape from Alcatraz and the world’s most famous serial killer. And there’s a card trick for you to try out. We have some stories for you too – an excerpt from a short story and an urban legend to give you the goose bumps. And get ready to meet the living dead in Michael Jackson’s “Thriller”. Enjoy the read! PART A PART B FACTS OF THE MATTER Pranks with planks, weather or UFOs: Crop circles in fields still a mystery 4 The Lost City of Atlantis 7 Alcatraz escape still surprises, 50 years on 9 Why is Jack the Ripper still so famous? 11 World’s simplest trick 13 THE STORIES I HAVE HEARD Kid Kill 15 Urban Legends: A Mother’s Plea 20 Thriller 22 3 Part a – facts of the matter / pranks with planks, weather or ufos Getty Images/iStockphoto Pranks with planks, weather or UFOs: Crop circles in fields still a mystery By Ross McGuinness Suddenly it appears! An intricate pattern in the middle of a field. But who made it? And is there a hidden message? Crop circles continue to astonish and fascinate British farmers. A fantastic pattern based on the Tibetan Buddhist symbol of the endless knot has cropped up in a wheat field. But who put it there? This is the question raised every time bizarre designs spring up in our nation’s countryside. Thousands of crop circles have been reported in Britain in the past 30 years and the crop circle capital is Wiltshire. Through the last three or four decades, many researchers have been convinced they are not made by human hands, leading to theories attributing their formation to wind and soil. There are also those who believe they are created by extra-terrestrial life. On the other side of the argument are the very human hands who claim to have been intricate intrikat / innvikla a pattern et/eit mønster a crop circle en/ein kornsirkel to astonish å forbløffe a knot en/ein knute cropped up dukka opp wheat hvete/kveite a decade et/eit tiår convinced overbevist / sikker på fortsetter på neste side 4 Part a – facts of the matter / pranks with planks, weather or ufos making them for years. Yet all are agreed on one thing: the intriguing power of crop circles. ‘Crop circles are so very inspiring,’ said Francine Blake, founder of the Wiltshire Crop Circle Study Group (WCCSG), who has visited 500 crop circles during her research. ‘They take us outside the box, bring us back to nature and make us reassess our understanding of the nature of our reality.’ She said the patterns found in crop circles, such as ancient symbols and maths theorems, offer a ‘different vision about the kind of world we live in’. She added: ‘I have always liked science fiction and this is science fiction for real.’ Stuart Dike, from the Crop Circle Connector website, said the circles, formed by the flattening of the crop, normally occur between April and September and appear in oilseed rapeseed, wheat and corn harvests. ‘Nobody needs any introduction to crop circles, they are really embedded into English culture now,’ he told Metro. ‘People’s beliefs and theories still vary dramatically. My personal opinion is that we have a combination of people making them. However, there is an intrinsic interaction with the real phenomena as well. ‘The genuine phenomenon is still with us, however in a different form now. It remains part of the landscape, although we are now receptors.’ One of the people making them is artist John Lundberg, founder of Circlemakers. He is part of a core team of four who create designs in fields in the middle of the night. He said the process takes between four and six hours and up to 12 people can be involved, using a stalk stomper to flatten the crop and surveyors’ tape to measure the geometry of the design. He said art was ‘the only sane explanation for the crop circle phenomenon’, although he conceded some may be natural. ‘I think some very simple rough circles may well be created by wind vortices, but the very large complex designs you see in the fields around Wiltshire have nothing to do with the wind and everything to do with human creativity,’ he said. attributing tillegge / tilleggje formation her: formasjon soil jord extra-terrestrial life utenomjordisk liv / utanomjordisk liv a founder en grunnlegger / ein grunnleggjar to reassess å vurdere på nytt ancient eldgammel / eldgammal vision syn to add å legge/leggje til oilseed oljefrø rapeseed raps corn mais harvests her: åkrer/åkrar intrinsic virkelig/verkeleg, egentlig/ eigentleg, reell a receptor en mottaker / ein mottakar a stalk en/ein stilk surveyors tape landmåler-tape / landmålar-teip to concede her: å innrømme vortices virvelvinder/virvelvindar fortsetter på neste side 5 Part a – facts of the matter / pranks with planks, weather or ufos Author Michael Glickman, however, who has been researching crop circles for 23 years, is adamant they cannot be man-made. ‘This is an intervention on Earth from a non-earthly source,’ he said. ‘We do not have the ability to make the crop circles.’ Despite his years of experience in the area, he doesn’t pretend to know any of the answers. ‘It remains a total mystery,’ he said. ‘I think this is the most important phenomenon on the planet. I think this is contact from non-earthly intelligence.’ © Metro, UK. Used by permission. Links: http://www.ukcropcircles.co.uk/ 6 adamant her: skråsikker Part a – facts of the matter / the lost city of atlantis Getty Images/Hemera The Lost City of Atlantis www.kidsworld.com Around 350 BC, Plato wrote about a beautiful island in the Atlantic Ocean that went under the ocean waves in one day and one night. It took two books to describe the history and details of this almost magical island. For years people have been looking for this mysterious lost city, Atlantis. Living in Atlantis Plato describes the Atlantians as great engineers and architects. There were palaces, harbours, temples and docks. The capital city was built on a hill and surrounded by rings of water, which were joined by tunnels large enough for a ship to sail through. A huge canal connected the outer rings of water to the ocean. On the outskirts of the capital city there were huge fields where farmers grew the city’s food. Past the fields there were mountains where wealthy villagers lived. Plato goes into great detail about the amazing buildings – complete with hot and cold fountains, shared dining halls and stone walls covered with precious metals. an engineer en/ein ingeniør harbours havner/hamner docks havner/hamner wealthy velstående/velståande fortsetter på neste side 7 Part a – facts of the matter / the lost city of atlantis Atlantis – Just a Story? For over two thousand years the story of Atlantis was just a story. Then, in the late 1800s, an American named Ignatius Donnelly became fascinated with the story and wrote a book called Atlantis, the Antediluvian World, which became a bestseller. Ignatius studied flood history from Egypt to Mexico and believed that Plato was recording an actual natural disaster. Since then, several books have been written about the lost city. © Kidzworld Media, Canada. Used by permission. Links: http://www.aquiziam.com/lost_city_atlantis.html http://disney.wikia.com/wiki/Atlantis:_The_Lost_Empire 8 Part a – facts of the matter / alcatraz escape still surprises Getty Images/iStockphoto Alcatraz escape still surprises, 50 years on By Alastair Leithead, BBC News, Los Angeles Located on the island of Alcatraz, in the San Francisco Bay, was the inescapable prison known as “The Rock”. Though notorious for being impossible to get away from, three men are known for making it off the island. But did they ever reach the shore or did they drown? Those who ran Alcatraz liked to say nobody ever escaped alive. But that hasn’t stopped US marshals from continuing the search for three men who made it off the island 50 years ago. According to the official version, Frank Morris and the brothers John and Clarence Anglin were presumed drowned in the cold and choppy waters of San Francisco Bay. There are plenty of people who think they did make it ashore and have been in hiding ever since. Papier-maché heads Most prisoners who tried to flee The Rock, as it became known, were captured, killed or drowned. But this was one of the most daring and intricate escapes in the notorious prison’s history – involving spoons, papier-maché heads and rubber raincoats. notorious berykta shore land to drown å drukne a marshal en polititjenestemann / ein polititenestemann according to ifølge/ifølgje presumed antatt /anteken choppy her: høye bølger / høge bølgjer papier-maché pappmasjé to flee å flykte fortsetter på neste side 9 Part a – facts of the matter / alcatraz escape still surprises The prisoners began by digging away at the concrete around the air vents in their cells with spoons and a drill-like device fashioned from a vacuum cleaner. Accordion practice muffled the sound of the drilling, and cardboard was carefully used to cover each hole as it grew. Soap became a substitute for removed rivets. When the time came, they squeezed through into a utility corridor and headed for the roof. Guards doing their rounds periodically checked on the faces of their prisoners. The three escapees appeared to be sleeping soundly, the guards were unaware they were papiermaché heads with real hair, harvested from the prison barber shop. The three made it up to the roof, and despite the searchlights, headed over high barbed-wire fences. At a watchtower blind-spot they used improvised bellows to inflate a raft fashioned from rubber raincoats. Remnants of the raft were found washed up on a nearby island, but the men were never seen again. Open case “I think there’s a good possibility that they survived,” US Marshal Michael Dyke says. “It’s hard to say. We have to keep the case open since no bodies have been found.” But the uncertainty over their fate created a legend. Books and documentaries continued to question whether they drowned, or in fact made it to shore. Clint Eastwood played Frank Morris in the 1979 film Escape from Alcatraz. One TV show re-enacted the escape in similar conditions and concluded they could have survived. “I still receive leads once in a while regarding the case and there are still active warrants,” Mr Dyke says. He has personally been investigating for almost 10 years. “Because it’s an open case we have to go looking for them. Most leads aren’t really that good or credible. Generally 99 percent aren’t true.” © BBC News. Used by permission. Links: http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/47782343/ns/us_news-life/t/escapealcatraz-years-later-mystery-remains/ https://www.alcatraztrips.com http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alcatraz_Island 10 captured tatt til fange / teken til fange rubber gummi concrete betong a vent en/ei lufteluke a device en/ei innretning a vacuum cleaner en støvsuger / ein støvsugar an accordion et trekkspill / eit trekkspel muffled dempa cardboard papp substitute erstatning rivets nagler/naglar barbed-wire piggtråd a fence et/eit gjerde a bellow en/ein belg to inflate å fylle luft i a raft en/ei flåte remnants rester/restar fate skjebne a warrant en etterlysning / ei etterlysing credible troverdig/truverdig Part a – facts of the matter / why is jack the ripper still so famous? NTBscanpix/The Granger Collection Why is Jack the Ripper still so famous? By Richard Jones If you ever go to London, there is a good chance you will come across the name of Jack the Ripper. The infamous London serial killer from 1888 is still remembered after all these years. What is the fuss all about? The Jack the Ripper murders occurred in the East End of London in 1888 and, although the Whitechapel Murderer was only a threat to a very small section of the community in a relatively small part of London, the murders had a huge impact on society as a whole. One of the things that puzzles many people about this particular longago murder spree is quite why the crimes are still so famous, even though over a hundred and twenty years have elapsed since they occurred. If, as is generally believed, Jack the Ripper had only five victims then he wasn’t a particularly prolific murderer compared to many who have come since, and the fact that his so-called reign of terror lasted a mere twelve or so weeks means that he wasn’t at large for a particularly long period of time. Yet there is little doubt that he is the world’s most famous serial killer. Why should this be? fuss oppstyr to occur å finne sted/stad community lokalsamfunn impact innflytelse/innverknad to puzzle å forundre a spree en/ein raptus, en/ein rangel to elapse å forløpe / å gå prolific produktiv mere kun/berre fortsetter på neste side 11 Part a – facts of the matter / why is jack the ripper still so famous? Several factors combined to help make this series of crimes famous all over the world. Not least amongst them was the fact that the newspapers of the day gave a huge amount of coverage to the crimes and provided their readers with daily updates on them with the result that Jack the Ripper effectively became a menacing media figure. Secondly, the area in which the killings occurred was perceived as being a hotbed of vice and villainy, and a breeding ground for social unrest, squalor and disease. The Whitechapel Murderer, in the eyes of the wider Victorian society, came to be seen as the personification of all the evils with which the East End of London was associated. Finally, there was, of course, the name by which the killer came to be known – Jack the Ripper. It was this name – which was probably the invention of a journalist – that had the effect of turning five sordid East End murders into an international phenomenon and of catapulting the unknown miscreant responsible into the realm of legend. Letters from hell One of the more bizarre aspects of the Jack the Ripper case is the number of letters that the police, newspapers, authorities and notable citizens received from anonymous members of the public either offering information on the best way to apprehend the killer, or else purporting to come from the murderer himself. Jack the Ripper suspects The number of Jack the Ripper suspects now runs to well over a hundred. Some of them are highly possible contenders for the mantle of Jack the Ripper, others are just downright ridiculous. Each year several books come out claiming that the authors have managed to crack the case and have solved the world’s greatest murder mystery. Some of them, admittedly, have managed to unearth fascinating little nuggets of information and, in so doing, have added an extra little piece to the jigsaw puzzle. But the majority tend to twist the facts to fit their particular theory as opposed to looking at the theory and demonstrating how it stands up against the known facts about the case. © Jack the Ripper History, UK. Used by permission. Links: http://www.jack-the-ripper.org/ 12 coverage pressedekning / pressedekking menacing truende/truande vice her: uanstendighet/usømd villainy ondskap / vondskap unrest uro squalor skitt/skit sordid simpel, skitten/skiten miscreant skurken apprehend pågripe/fakke purporting gir seg ut for a contender en utfordrer / ein utfordrar admittedly riktignok / rett nok a jigsaw puzzle et puslespill / eit puslespel Part a – facts of the matter / world’s simplest trick NTBscanpix/Hans Berggren World’s Simplest Trick www.goodtricks.net Ever dreamt of being a magician performing spectacular tricks in front of an astonished audience? Why not start with something easy? But don’t be fooled by this trick’s simplicity, it really works! Effect: You take out a deck of cards and ask the spectator to shuffle it thoroughly. You then ask him to name any two cards (just the name of the card, without the suit). After the spectator names two cards, you put your hand on the deck of cards, and concentrate hard on it. After a minute or so, you ask the spectator to turn over the deck of cards and fan through it. Astonishingly, the cards that he names are right next to each other. You Need: A deck of cards. spectacular spektakulær/ oppsiktsvekkjande simplicity enkelhet/enkelheit a deck of cards en/ein kortstokk a spectator en tilskuer / ein tilskodar to shuffle her: å stokke (kort) thoroughly grundig suit her: farge (ruter, hjerter/ hjarter, kløver, spar) probability sannsynlighet/sannsyn Nothing! You really don’t do anything! If I have to say, the only thing you have to do for this trick is to act like you are really concentrating very hard on the cards when you put your hand on them. That’s all! This trick simply works! All by itself! This trick works by probability. fortsetter på neste side 13 Part a – facts of the matter / world’s simplest trick When the spectator names two cards (remember to tell him not to name the suit), let’s say Ace and Ten, he is really naming four cards of each kind since the suit is not specified. The theory is that out of those eight cards (Ace of Spades, Ace of Hearts, Ace of Clubs, Ace of Diamonds, Ten of Spades, Ten of Hearts, Ten of Clubs, Ten of Diamonds), at least one of the Aces in the deck will be next to one of the Tens. Don’t believe this? Try it out! About 10 % of the time, there may be a card between the Ace and the Ten. If that happens, simply tell the spectator that you are not concentrating hard enough. When you repeat the trick, it will work. You can never find a trick that’s easier than this one! Note: This trick can be done to the same spectator a few times, but if you do it too many times, they will eventually figure it out. So, don’t overdo this one! © www.goodtricks.net Links: http://www.goodtricks.net http://www.davidcopperfield.com 14 Ace ess spades her: spar clubs her: kløver diamonds her: ruter Part b – The stories i have heard / kid kill All Over Press/thislife pictures/Alamy Kid Kill By Ed McBain Some cases are worse than others, even for experienced police officers. When a kid has been accidentally shot and killed by his brother while playing together, Ed and Art are sent to investigate. How did it really happen? The attic had been fixed as a playroom, with plasterboard walls and ceiling. An electric train lay-out covered one half of the room. In the other half, covered with a sheet lay young Roald Owens. I walked over and lifted the sheet, looking down at the boy. He resembled the older Jeffrey a great deal, except that his hair was brown. He had the same light eyes, though, staring up at me now, sightless. There was a neat hole between his eyes, and his face was an ugly mixture of blood and powder-burns. I put the sheet back. “Where’s the gun?” I asked Connerly. “Right here, sir.” He fished into his pocket and produced the Lugar wrapped carefully in his handkerchief. I opened the handkerchief and stared at the German gun. “Did you break it open, Connerly?” an attic et/eit loft plasterboard gipsplater a ceiling et/eit tak to resemble å ligne / å likne wrapped innpakka a handkerchief et/eit lommetørkle fortsetter på neste side 15 Part b – The stories i have heard / kid kill “Why, no, sir. A patrolman isn’t allowed to …” “Can it,” I said. “If you broke it open, you’ll save me the trouble.” Connerly looked abashed. “Yes sir, I did.” “Any shells in it?” “No sir.” “Not even in the firing-chamber?” “No sir.” “One bullet, then. That’s strange.” “What’s so strange about it?” Ed wanted to know. “A Lugar’s magazine fed, that’s’ all,” I said. “Eight slugs in a clip. Strange to find only one.” I shrugged, handing the pistol back to Connerly. “Let’s see what else is around here.” We started rummaging around the attic, not really looking for anything in particular. I think I was just postponing the talk I had to have with the young kid who’d shot his own brother. “Bunch of books,” Ed said. “Mmmm?” “Yeah. Few scrap-books. Old newspaper clippings.” “Here’s something,” Connerly cut in. “What have you got?” “Looks like a box of clips, sir.” “Mmmm? For the Lugar?” “Looks that way, sir.” I walked over to where Connerly was standing, and took the box from the shelf. He had carefully restrained from touching it. The box was covered with a fine layer of dust. There were two clips in the open box, and they too were covered with dust. I lifted one of the clips out, running my eyes over the cartridges. Eight. The second clip had only seven cartridges in it. “Only seven here,” I said. “Yeah,” Connerly said nodding. “That’s where the bullet came from, all right.” “One of these is about the older brother,” Ed said looking up from where he squatted on the floor. “What’s that?” I asked. “Scrap-book, Art. All about the soldier. He was quite a hero.” “That’s right?” “Lots of stuff on the way he died. Nice collection.” abashed skamfull shells her: hylser bullets kuler magazine-fed magasinmatet/magasinmata shrugged trakk på skuldrene / trekte på skuldrene to rummage å rote igjennom, gjennomsøke / søkje gjennom to postpone å utsette/utsetje a clipping et/eit utklipp dust støv cartridges patroner/patronar nodding nikkende/nikkande to squat å sette/setje seg på huk fortsetter på neste side 16 Part b – The stories i have heard / kid kill “Anything else there, Ed?” “Few other loose newspaper clippings. Nothing really – hey!” “What’ve you got?” “Geez, that’s strange as hell,” Ed said. “What? What is it?” He got to his feet and walked over to me, holding a clipping in his big hand. “Take a look at this, Art.” The clipping was scissored from one of the tabloids. It was simply the story of a boy and a girl who’d been playing in their backyard. Playing with a Colt.45 that was a war souvenir. The.45 had gone off, blowing half the girl’s head away. There was a picture of the boy in tears, and a heart-rending story of the fatal accident. “Some coincidence, huh, Art?” “Yeah,” I said. I put the box of clips back on the shelf. “I think I’d better talk to the kid now,” I said. We left the attic, and Connerly whispered something about the way fate sometimes works. He called Mrs Owens, and she came up to lead me to the boy’s room on the second floor of the house. She rapped on the door and softly called, and then a muffled, “Yes?” “Some gentlemen would like to talk to you,” she said. The sobbing stopped, and I heard the sound of bare feet padding to the door. The door opened and Jeffrey stood there drying his face. He was thinner than the photograph had shown him, with bright blue eyes and narrow lips. His hair hung over his forehead in unruly strands, and there were streaks under his eyes and down his cheeks. “You’re policemen, aren’t you?” he said. “Yes, son.” “We just want to ask a few questions,” Ed said. “Come in.” We walked into the room. There were two beds in it, one on either side of the large window. There was one dresser, and I imagined the two boys shared this. Toys were packed neatly in a carton on one side of the room. A high school pennant and several college pennants decorated the walls, and a model airplane hung from the ceiling. Mrs Owens started into the room and Ed gently said, “If we may talk to him alone …” Her hand went to her mouth and she murmured, “Oh. Oh, all right.” Jeffrey walked to his bed and sat on it, one leg tucked under him. He stared out of the window, not looking at us. 17 fatal dødelig/dødeleg a coincidence et sammentreff / eit samantreff sobbing hulking unruly ustyrlig/ustyrleg a carton en/ei eske, en/ein boks pennant vimpel fortsetter på neste side Part b – The stories i have heard / kid kill “Want to tell us how it happened, son?” “It was an accident,” he said. “I didn’t mean to do it, honest.” “We know,” Ed said. “We just want to know how it happened.” “Well, we were upstairs playing with the trains, and then we got sort of tired. We started kidding around, and then I found Perry’s – that’s my other brother who was killed in the war – I found Perry’s Lugar and we started foolin’ around with that.” “Is that the first time you saw the gun, son?” “No, no.” He turned to look me full in the face. “Perry sent it home long ago. Before he was killed, even.” “Um-uh. Go on, son.” “Well, then we found the bullets in the box. I …” “You didn’t know the bullets were there before this?” “No.” Again Jeffrey stared at me. “No, we just found them today.” “Did you know where the gun was?” “Well – yes.” “You said you found it, though. You didn’t mean that, did you, son?” “Well, I knew it was in the attic some place because that’s where Mom put it. I didn’t know just where until I found it today.” “Oh, I see. Go on, please.” Ed looked at me curiously, and then turned his interest back to the boy. “We found the bullets, and I took one from one of the magazines, just to fool around. I stuck it into the gun, and then all at once the gun went off – and – Ronnie – Ronnie …” The kid turned his face away, then threw himself on to the pillow. “I didn’t mean to do it. Honest, honest. The gun just went off. I didn’t know it would go off. It just did. I loved my brother. I loved my brother. Now there’s just me and Mom, just the two of us. I didn’t want it to happen, I didn’t, I didn’t.” “Sure, son.” I said. I walked to the bed and sat down beside him. “You liked your brother a lot. I know. I have a brother, too.” Ed gave me another curious look, but continued to pat the kid’s shoulder. “Yes,” Jeffrey said. “I did like him. I liked Perry, too, and he was killed. And now – now this. Now there’s just me and Mom. They’re all gone. Dad, and Perry, and – and – Ronnie. Now we’re all alone.” He started bawling again. “It’s my fault. If I hadn’t wanted to play with that old gun …” curiously her: nysgjerrig to pat å stryke bawling gråte fortsetter på neste side 18 Part b – The stories i have heard / kid kill “It’s not your fault,” I said. “Accidents happen. They happen all the time. No one could possibly blame you for it.” His tears ebbed slowly, and he finally sat up again. “You know it’s not my fault, don’t you?” he asked solemnly. “Yes,” I said. “We know.” He tried to smile, but failed. “It was just an accident,” he repeated. “Sure,” I said. I picked up myself off the bed and said, “Let’s go, Ed. Nothing more for us here.” At the door, I turned to look at Jeffrey once more. He seemed immensely relieved, and he smiled when I winked at him. The smile was still on his mouth and in his eyes when we left him. © Constable & Company Ltd. Used by permission. Links: http://www.edmcbain.com/ 19 to ebb her: å ebbe ut, å slutte solemnly alvorlig/alvorleg immensely umåtelig/umåteleg to wink å blunke Part b – The stories i have heard / urban legends All Over Press/Hulton Archive/Getty Images Urban Legends: A Mother’s Plea An urban legend is a modern fairytale. Some of them are meant to be funny, while others are meant to scare you, and they can be really creepy! Just like the one you are about to read now. On a dark summer night, a couple was on their way home from the movies. Driving down the same stretch of road they always took to get to their house, they came across a woman who was on the side of the road. The woman stumbled out into the street and flagged them down. The couple pulled over and rushed to her aid. She seemed to be badly injured and with tears in her eyes, told the couple that she had just been in a horrible car accident and her baby was trapped in the backseat. The man told the woman to stay with his wife and he would go and free the baby. As the man approached the mangled vehicle, he heard the baby crying in the back seat. Relieved that the baby was still alive, he rushed to the car, got in the back seat and freed the baby. As he lifted the child, he noticed the dead couple in the driver and passenger plea bønn to stumble å snuble flagged them down her: fikk dem til å stoppe / fekk dei til å stoppe injured skada/skadd trapped fanga mangled ødelagte/øydelagde, lemlesta vehicle kjøretøyet/køyretøyet fortsetter på neste side 20 Part b – The stories i have heard / urban legends seat. He got out with the baby and went back to where his wife and the woman were waiting, but as soon as he got there he noticed that his wife was by herself. “Where’s the woman?” the husband asked. “She went back to the car to help.” his wife said, also relieved that the baby was still alive and OK. He gave the baby to his wife and went back to the car to look for the woman. When he got there, he called out for her but there was no answer. He walked around toward the front of the car. As he glanced through the broken windshield at the dead couple inside, his face turned pale and he lost his breath. The dead woman who was in the passenger seat was the same woman who had flagged them down. © UrbanLegendsOnline.com Links: http://urbanlegendsonline.com/ http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Urban_legend 21 windshield frontruta pale blek/bleik Part b – The stories i have heard / thriller Getty Images/iStockphoto Thriller Written by Rod Temperton and performed by Michael Jackson Michael Jackson introduced the modern music video to the world when “Thriller” was released in 1984. Graveyards, midnight, moonlight, darkness, screams, doors slamming shut and zombies – these lyrics contain everything a horror movie needs. It’s close to midnight something evil’s lurkin’ in the dark. Under the moonlight, you see a sight that almost stops your heart. You try to scream, but terror takes the sound before you make it. You start to freeze, as horror looks you right between the eyes, you’re paralyzed a graveyard en gravlund / ein kyrkjegard lyrics sangtekst / songtekst to contain å inneholde / å innehalde paralyzed lamslått ‘Cause this is thriller, Thriller Night, and no one’s gonna save you from the beast about to strike. You know it’s thriller, Thriller Night, you’re fighting for your life inside a killer, thriller tonight, yeah! You hear the door slam, and realize there’s nowhere left to run. You feel the cold hand, and wonder if you’ll ever see the sun. You close your eyes, and hope that this is just imagination. Girl, but all the while, you hear a creature creepin’ up behind, you’re outta time! 22 fortsetter på neste side Part b – The stories i have heard / thriller ‘Cause this is thriller, Thriller Night, there ain’t no second chance to fight the thing with the forty eyes, girl! (Thriller) (Thriller night) You’re fighting for your life inside a killer, thriller tonight. Night creatures call and the dead start to walk in their masquerade There’s no escaping the jaws of the alien this time (They’re open wide) It’s the end of your life. to possess å eie / å eige a dial her: ein fjernkontroll to cuddle å kose, omfavne/omfamne a screen en/ein skjerm, et/eit lerret a corpse et/eit lik They’re out to get you, there’s demons closing in on every side. They will possess you, unless you change that number on your dial. Now is the time for you and I to cuddle close together, yeah, all through the night I’ll save you from the terror on the screen, I’ll make you see. That this is thriller, Thriller Night, ‘Cause I can thrill you more than any ghost would ever dare try. (Thriller) (Thriller night) So let me hold you tight, and share a killer, diller, chiller thriller here tonight. ‘Cause this is thriller, Thriller Night, girl, I can thrill you more than any ghost would ever dare try. (Thriller) (Thriller night) So let me hold you tight And share a killer, thriller. I’m gonna get you tonight. Darkness falls across the land. The midnight hour is close at hand. Creatures crawl in search of blood. To terrorize y’all’s neighborhood, and those whoever shall be found, without the soul for getting down. Must stand and face the hounds of hell And rot inside a corpse’s shell. I’m gonna thrill you tonight (Thriller, thriller). I’m gonna thrill you tonight (Thriller night, thriller). I’m gonna thrill you tonight Ooh, babe, I’m gonna thrill you tonight, Thriller Night, babe! fortsetter på neste side 23 Part b – The stories i have heard / thriller The foulest stench is in the air, the funk of forty thousand years. And grizzly ghouls from every tomb, are closing in to seal your doom. And though you fight to stay alive, your body starts to shiver, for no mere mortal can resist the evil of the thriller. a stench en/ein stank a ghoul her: en/ein person som er tiltrukket/tiltrekt av det makabre a tomb et/eit gravkammer mortal her: dødelig/dødeleg © Sony Music. Used by permission. Links: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sOnqjkJTMaA http://www.michaeljackson.com 24
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