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The Lottery

Shirley Jackson

For most of her life (she died in her sleep at the age of forty-eight), Shirley Jackson felt like an outsider. As a child in San Francisco, she felt that her glamorous, socially ambi­tious mother was disappointed to have a plain, awkward daughter. As an adult married to a brilliant literary critic who taught at an expensive woman's college in Vermont, Jackson felt that her husband's colleagues and students saw her only as a plain, overweight faculty wife. She also felt that the townspeople of North Bennington, where they lived, regarded her as an outsider on many counts—she was from California, she was a woman writer, she was married to a New York Jewish intellectual, and they were associated with the college. Increasing her sense of "otherness" was Jack­son's deep interest in witchcraft and her belief that she had supernatural powers.

Shirley Jackson also had a good mind, a quick sense of humor, and a great gift for writing. She turned her experi­ences in raising four lively children into humorous short sto­ries, among them "Charles" (1948), and novels such as Life Among the Savages (1953). Jackson turned her fears of the outside world into chilling works of fiction, including the novel We Have Always Lived in the Castle (1962) and her most famous work, "The Lottery" (1948). The story came to her, she later said, one spring day on her way home from the morning grocery shopping. She was moving slowly because in addition to being four months pregnant, Jackson was pushing her two-year-old up the steep hill in a stroller while carrying two bags of groceries. But when she got home, she rapidly put away the groceries, settled the baby in the playpen, and sat down to write the story. By the time her five-year-old came home for lunch, the story was done. Jack­son made a few minor changes that evening, then mailed the story to her literary agent in New York. The New Yorker quickly accepted it, asking only that the date of the lottery be made to coincide with the date of the issue in which it would appear—June 27.2

The story is set in a small New England farming commu­nity. As in North Bennington, a town common (common grazing land in Colonial times) is used for civic gatherings. Every year the townspeople hold a lottery—an activity in which people randomly draw "lots" to determine a winner. What do you suppose the prize will be? The setting and characters in the story seem realistic but the action, rather than being a factual report of a real event, is a portrayal of human nature. What aspects of human nature do you sup­pose it will show?

Evidently many readers recognize a part of themselves that they would rather not see. "The Lottery" brought the largest volume of mail that The New Yorker had ever received on a story, as well as puzzled and angry letters to Jackson's home—more than three hundred letters in all. Sub­sequently "The Lottery" has been dramatized for radio and TV, has been the subject of a ballet, and is regularly reprinted in anthologies. It is a story that a reader never forgets.
The Lottery
The morning of June 27th was clear and sunny, with the fresh warmth of a full-summer day; the flowers were blossom­ing profusely and the grass was richly green. The people of the village began to gather in the square, between the post office 5 and the bank, around ten o'clock; in some towns there were so many people that the lottery took two days and had to be started on June 26th, but in this village, where there were only about three hundred people, the whole lottery took less than two hours, so it could begin at ten o'clock in the morning and still be through in time to allow the villagers to get home for noon dinner.

The children assembled first, of course. School was recently over for the summer, and the feeling of liberty sat uneasily on most of them; they tended to gather together quietly for a while before they broke into boisterous play, and their talk was still of the classroom and the teacher, of books and reprimands. Bobby Martin had already stuffed his pockets full of stones, and the other boys soon followed his example, selecting the smoothest and roundest stones; Bobby and Harry Jones and Dicky Delacroix—the villagers pronounced this name "Dellacroy*— eventually made a great pile of stones in one corner of the square and guarded it against the raids of the other boys. The girls stood aside, talking among themselves, looking over their shoulders at the boys, and the very small children rolled in the dust or clung to the hands of their older brothers or sisters.

Soon the men began to gather, surveying their children, speaking of planting and rain, tractors and taxes. They stood together, away from the pile of stones in the corner, and their jokes were quiet and they smiled rather than laughed. The women, wearing faded house dresses and sweaters, came shortly after their men folk. They greeted one another and exchanged bits of gossip as they went to join their husbands. Soon the women, standing by their husbands, began to call their children, and the children came reluctantly, having to be called four or five times. Bobby Martin ducked under his mother's grasping hand and ran, laughing, back to the pile of stones. His father spoke up sharply, and Bobby came quickly and took his place between his father and his oldest brother.

The lottery was conducted—as were the square dances, the teen-age club, the Halloween program—by Mr. Summers, who had time and energy to devote to civic activities. He was a round-faced jovial man and he ran the coal business, and peo­ple were sorry for him, because he had no children and his wife was a scold. When he arrived in the square, carrying the black wooden box, there was a murmur of conversation among the villagers, and he waved and called, "little late today, folks." The postmaster, Mr. Graves, followed him, carrying a three-legged stool, and the stool was put in the center of the square and Mr. Summers set the black box down on it. The villagers kept their distance, leaving a space between them and the stool, and when Mr. Summers said, "Some of you fellows want to give me a hand?" there was a hesitation before two men, Mr. Martin and his oldest son, Baxter, came forward to hold the box steady on the stool while Mr. Summers stirred up the papers inside.

The original paraphernalia for the lottery had been lost long ago, and the black box now resting on the stool had been put into use even before Old Man Warner, the oldest man in town, was born. Mr. Summers spoke frequently to the villagers about making a new box, but no one liked to upset even as much tradition as was represented by the black box. There was a story that the present box had been made with some pieces from the box that had preceded it, the one that had been constructed when the first people settled down to make a village here. Every year, after the lottery, Mr. Summers began talking again about a new box, but every year the subject was allowed to fade off without anything's being done. The black box grew shabbier each year; by now it was no longer com­pletely black but splintered badly along one side to show the original wood color, and in some places faded or stained.

Mr. Martin and his oldest son, Baxter, held the black box securely on the stool until Mr. Summers had stirred the papers thoroughly with his hand. Because so much of the ritual had been forgotten or discarded, Mr. Summers had been successful in having slips of paper substituted for the chips of wood that had been used for generations.

Chips of wood, Mr. Summers had argued, had been all very well when the village was tiny, but now that the population was more than three hundred and likely to keep growing, it was necessary to use something that would fir more easily into the black box. The night before paper and put them in the box, and it was then taken to the safe of Mr. Summers' coal company and locked up until Mr. Summers was ready to take it to the square the next morning. The rest of the year, the box was put away, sometimes one place, sometimes another, it had spent one year in Mr. Graves' barn and another year underfoot in the post office, and some­times it was set on a shelf in the Martin grocery and left there. There was a great deal of fussing to be done before Mr. Summers declared the lottery open. There were the lists to make up—of heads of families, heads of households in each family, members of each household in each family. There was the proper swearing-in of Mr. Summers by the postmaster, as the official of the lottery; at one time, some people remem­bered, there had been a recital of some sort, performed by the 95 official of the lottery, a perfunctory, tuneless chant that had been rattled off duly each year; some people believed that the official of the lottery used to stand just so when he said or sang it, others believed that he was supposed to walk among the people, but years and years ago this part of the ritual had been allowed to lapse. There had been, also, a ritual salute, which the official of the lottery had had to use in addressing each per­son who came up to draw from the box, but this also had changed with time, until now it was felt necessary only for the official to speak to each person approaching. Mr. Summers was very good at all this; in his clean white shirt and blue jeans, with one hand resting carelessly on the black box, he seemed very proper and important as he talked interminably to Mr. Craves and the Martins.

Just as Mr. Summers finally left off talking and turned to the assembled villagers, Mrs. Hutchinson came hurriedly along the path to the square, her sweater thrown over her shoulders, and slid into place at the back of the crowd. "Clean forgot what day it was," she said to Mrs. Delacroix, who stood next to her, and they both laughed softly. "Thought my old man was out back stacking wood," Mrs. Hutchinson went on, "and then I looked and the kids was gone and then I remembered it was the twenty-seventh and came a-running." She dried her hands on her apron, and Mrs. Delacroix said, "You're in time, though. They're still talking away up there."

Mrs. Hutchinson craned her neck to see through the crowd and found her husband and children standing near the front. She tapped Mrs. Delacroix on the arm as a farewell and began to make her way through the crowd. The people separated good-humoredly to let her through; two or three people said: in voices just loud enough to be heard across the crowd, "Here comes your Missus, Hutchinson," and "Bill, she made it after all." Mrs. Hutchinson reached her husband, and Mr. Summers, who had been waiting, said cheerfully, "Thought we were going to have to get on without you, Tessie." Mrs. Hutchinson said, grinning, "Wouldn't have me leave m'dishes in the sink, now, would you, Joe?" and soft, laughter ran through the crowd as the people stirred back into position after Mrs. Hutchinsort's arrival.

"Well, now," Mr. Summers said soberly, "guess we better get started, get this over with, so's we can go back to work. Anybody ain't here?"

"Dunbar," several people said. "Dunbar, Dunbar."

Mr. Summers consulted his list. "Clyde Dunbar," he said. "That's right. He's broke his leg, hasn't he? Who's drawing for him?"

"Me, I guess," a woman said, and Mr. Summers turned to look at her. "Wife draws for her husband," Mr. Summers said. "Don't you have a grown boy to do it for you, Janey?" Although Mr. Summers and everyone else in the village knew the answer us perfectly well, it was the business of the official of the lottery to ask such questions formally. Mr. Summers waited with an expression of polite interest while Mrs. Dunbar answered.

"Horace's not but sixteen yet," Mrs. Dunbar said regret­fully. "Guess I gotta fill in for the old man this year."

"Right," Mr. Summers said. He made a note on the list he was holding. Then he asked, "Watson boy drawing this year?"

A tall boy in the crowd raised his hand. "Here," he said. "I'm drawing for m'mother and me." He blinked his eyes ner­vously and ducked his head as several voices in the crowd said i5r> things like "Good fellow, Jack," and "Glad to see your mother's got a man to do it."

"Well," Mr. Summers said, "guess that's everyone. Old Man Warner make it?" "Here," a voice said, and Mr. Summers nodded.

A sudden hush fell on the crowd as Mr. Summers cleared his throat and looked at the list. "All ready?" he called. "Now, I'll read the names of heads of families first and the men come up and take a paper out of the box. Keep the paper folded in your hand without looking at it until everyone has had a turn, everything clear?"

The people had done it so many times that they only half listened to the directions; most of them were quiet, wetting their lips, not looking around. Then Mr. Summers raised one hand high and said, "Adams." A man disengaged himself from the crowd and came forward. "Hi, Steve," Mr. Summers said, and Mr. Adams said, "Hi, Joe." They grinned at one another humorlessly and nervously. Then Mr. Adams reached into the black box and took out a folded paper. He held it firmly by one corner as he turned and went hastily back to his place in the crowd, where he stood a little apart from his family, not looking down at his hand. "A

"Allen," Mr. Summers said. "Anderson. . . . Bentham."

'Seems like there's no time at all between lotteries any more, "Mrs. Delacroix said to Mrs. Graves in the back row.

"Seems like we got through the last one only last week."

"Time sure goes fast," Mrs. Graves said.

"Clark... Delacroix."

"There goes my old man," Mrs. Delacroix said. She held her breath while her husband went forward.

"Dunbar," Mr. Summers said, and Mrs. Dunbar went steadily to the box while one of the women said, "Go on, Janey," and another said, "There she goes."

"We're next," Mrs. Graves said. She watched while Mr. Graves came around from the side of the box, greeted Mr. Summers gravely, and selected a slip of paper from the box. By wo now, all through the crowd there were men holding the small folded papers in their large hands, turning them over and over nervously. Mrs. Dunbar and her two sons stood together, Mrs. Dunbar holding the slip of paper.

"Harburt.... Hutchinson."

"Get up there, Bill," Mrs. Hutchinson said, and the people near her laughed.


"They do say," Mr. Adams said to Old Man Warner, who stood next to him, "that over in the north village they're talking of giving up the lottery."

Old Man Warner snorted. "Pack of crazy fools," he said. "Listening to the young folks, nothing's good enough for them. Next thing you know, they'll be wanting to go back to living in caves, nobody work any more, live that way for a while. Used to be a saying about 'Lottery in June, corn be heavy soon.' First thing you know, we'd all be eating stewed chickweed and acorns. There's always been a lottery," he added petulantly. "Bad enough to see young Joe Summers up there joking with everybody."

"Some places have already quit lotteries," Mrs. Adams said.

"Nothing but trouble in that," Old Man Warner said stoutly. "Pack of young fools."

"Martin." And Bobby Martin watched his father go forward. "Overdyke. ... Percy."

"I wish they'd hurry," Mrs. Dunbar said to her older son. "I wish they'd hurry."

"They're almost through," her son said.

"You get ready to run tell Dad," Mrs. Dunbar said.

Mr. Summers called his own name and then stepped forward precisely and selected a slip from the box. Then he called, "Warner."

"Seventy-seventh year I been in the lottery," Old Man Warner said as he went through the crowd. "Seventy-seventh time."

"Watson." The tail boy came awkwardly through the crowd.

Someone said, "Don't be nervous, Jack," and Mr. Summers said, "Take your time, son."


After that, there was a long pause, a breathless pause, until Mr. Summers, holding his slip of paper in the air, said, "All

right, fellows." For a minute, no one moved, and then all the

slips of paper were opened. Suddenly, all the women began to

speak at once, saying, 'Who is it?" "Who's got it?" "Is it the

Dunbars?" "Is it the Watsons?" Then the voices began to say,

"It's Hutchinson. It's Bill," "Bill Hutchinson's got it."

"Go tell your father," Mrs. Dunbar said to her older son.

People began to look around to see the Hutchinsons. Bill Hutchinson was standing quiet, staring down al the paper in his hand. Suddenly, Tessie Hutchinson shouted to Mr. Summers, "You didn't give him time enough to take any paper he wanted, I saw you. It wasn't fair!"

"Be a good sport, Tessie," Mrs. Delacroix called, and Mrs. Graves said, "All of us took the same chance."

"Shut up, Tessie," Bill Hutchinson said.

"Well, everyone," Mr. Summers said, "that was done pretty fast, and now we've got to be hurrying a little more to get done in time." He consulted his next list. "Bill," he said, "you

draw for the Hutchinson family. You got any other households in the Hutchinsons?"

"There's Don and Eva," Mrs. Hutchinson yelled. "Make

them take their chance!"

"Daughters draw with their husbands' families, Tessie," Mr. Summers said gently. "You know that as well as anyone else."

"It wasn't fair," Tessie said.

"I guess not, Joe," Bill Hutchinson

said regretfully. "My daughter draws with her husband's family, that's only fair. And I've got no other family except the kids."

"Then, as far as drawing for families is concerned, it's you," Mr. Summers said in explanation, "and as far as drawing for households is concerned, that's you, too. Right?" "Right," Bill Hutchinson said.

"How many kids, Bill?" Mr. Summers asked formally. "Three," Bill Hutchinson said. "There's Bill, Jr., and Nancy, and little Dave. And Tessie and me."

"All right, then," Mr. Summers said. "Harry, you got their tickets back?"

Mr. Graves nodded and held up the slips of paper. "Put them in the box, then," Mr. Summers directed. "Take Bill's and put it in."

"I think we ought to start over," Mrs. Hutchinson said, as quietly as she could. "I tell you it wasn't fair. You didn't give him time enough to choose. Everybody saw that."

Mr. Graves had selected the five slips and put them in the box, and he dropped all the papers but those onto the ground, where the breeze caught them and lifted off.

"Listen, everybody," Mrs. Hutchinson was saying to the people around her.

"Ready, Bill?" Mr. Summers asked, and Bill Hutchinson, with one quick glance around at his wife and his children, nodded.

"Remember," Mr. Summers said, "take the slips and keep them folded until each person has taken one. Harry, you help little Dave." Mr. Graves took the hand of the little boy, who came willingly with him up to the box. "Take a paper out of the box, Davy," Mr. Summers said. Davy put his hand into the box and laughed. "Take just one name," Mr. Summers said. "Harry, you hold it for him." Mr. Graves took the child's hand and removed the folded paper from the tight fist and held it while little Dave stood next to him and looked up at him wonderingly.

"Nancy next," Mr. Summers said. Nancy was twelve, and her school friends breathed heavily as she went forward, switching her skirt, and took a slip daintily from the box. "Bill, Jr.," Mr. Summers said, and Billy, his face red and his feet over-large, nearly knocked the box over as he got a paper out."Tessie," Mr. Summers said. She hesitated for a minute, look­ing around defiantly, and then set her lips and went up to the box. She snatched a paper out and held it behind her.

"Bill," Mr. Summers said, and Bill Hutchinson reached into the box and felt around, bringing his hand out at last with the slip of paper in it.

The crowd was quiet. A girl whispered, "I hope it's not Nancy," and the sound of the whisper reached the edges of the crowd.

"It's not the way it used to be," Old Man Warner said clearly. "People ain't the way they used to be."

"All right," Mr. Summers said. "Open the papers. Harry, you open little Dave's."

Mr. Graves opened the slip of paper and there was a gen­eral sigh through the crowd as he held it up and everyone could see that it was blank, Nancy and Bill, Jr., opened theirs at the same time, and both beamed and laughed, turning around to the crowd and holding their slips of paper above their heads.

"Tessie," Mr. Summers said. There was a pause, and then Mr. Summers looked at Bill Hutchinson, and Bill unfolded his paper and showed it. It was blank.

"It's Tessie," Mr. Summers said, and his voice was hushed. "Show us her paper, Bill."

Bill Hutchinson went over to his wife and forced the slip of paper out of her hand. It had a black spot on it, the black spot Mr. Summers had made the night before with the heavy pencil in the coal-company office. Bill Hutchinson held it up, and there was a stir in the crowd.

"All right, folks," Mr. Summers said. "Let's finish quickly."
Although the villagers had forgotten the ritual and lost the original black box, they still remembered to use stones. The pile of stones fell on the ground with the blowing scraps of paper that had come out of the box. Mrs. Delacroix selected a stone so large that she had to pick it up with both hands and turned to Mrs. Dunbar. "Come on," she said. "Hurry up."

Mrs. Dunbar had small stones in both hands, and she said, gasping for breath, "I can't run at all. You'll have to go ahead and I'll catch up with you."

The children had stones already, and someone gave little Davy Hutchinson a few pebbles.

Tessie Hutchinson was in the center of a cleared space by now, and she held her hands out desperately as the villagers moved in on her. "It isn't fair," she said. A stone hit her on the side of the head.

Old Man Warner was saying, "Come on, come on, every­one." Steve Adams was in the front of the crowd of villagers, with Mrs. Graves beside him.

"It isn't fair, it isn't right," Mrs. Hutchinson screamed, and then they were upon her.

The Lottery
Shirley Jackson




1. Find English equivalents for the following words and word combinations, use them in sentences of your own.

-умереть во сне, яркая, амбициозная мать, неуклюжая

дочь-простушка, успешный литературный критик, по многим

пунктам, быть не таким, как все, колдовство, воспитать 4

милых детей, крутая горка , детская коляска, детский манеж,

отправить рассказ по почте, горожане, человеческая натура,

озадаченные и обездоленные, литературный агент, совпадать с чем-либо, случайный выигрыш, место действия, обширная почта, сюжет для балета, переиздать в антологии, посмертное издание, документально-подтвержденные факты биографии.
2. Here are the answers to some questions about Sh.Jackson.

Write the questions.

----------------------------------------------------------------? At the age of 48

North Bennington

The townspeople

One spring day

--------------------------------------------------------------------------? 1948

”The Lottery.”

The New Yorker

For civic gatherings

Puzzled and angry letters

A reader never forgets.
2.Fill in the chart of events in Sh.Jackson’s biography




(Date, age)

Life event

(Facts with some details)

3.Match the words with their definitions:

A. to regard

1. to have a high opinion(to respect greatly)

B. to esteem

2. to form an opinion about, hear and try (cases)in a law court

C. to judge

3. to consider smb. as a……

D. to rate

4. to estimate the money,(to regard highly)

E. to account

5. (formal) to believe, to consider

F. to value

6. to think about

G. to consider

7. to take into account

H. to deem

8.judge or estimate(the value or qualities)

4. Insert an appropriate verb from above, translate these sentences.
1) Rob------------------himself very important.
2) What do you---------------------his fortune at?
3) I can’t ----------------------whether he was right or wrong.
4) No one can-------------your father than I do.
5) Judy is------------------as the best dentist in the town.
6) Don't ---------------a man by his looks.
7) Please-----------my suggestion.
8. In English law a man is-------------innocent until he is proved

Pre-reading questions
1. Have you ever won in a Lottery?
2. What do you suppose the prize will be?
3. How realistic the story is?
4. What aspects of human nature do you suppose it will show?
5. Why do you think “The Lottery” brought the largest volume

of mail to THE NEW YORKER?


Vocabulary and Grammar
1. Give Russian translation and put them into sentences of your own
-blossom profusely, to assemble, an boisterous play, to clung to the hand, faded house dress, to devote to civic activities, the original

paraphernalia, to be splintered, to be discarded, a great deal of

fussing, a tuneless chant, to duck, to disengage, to say stoutly,

to snatch, to take a slip daintily, to gasp, a coal-company office.
2. Write in the names of the speaker. Report these sentences.
-“Little late today, folks”-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Clean forgot what day it was”------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------“Thought we were going to have to get on without you ,Tessie”------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------“All ready? “Now, I’ll read the names of families first and the men

come up and take a paper out of the box.”-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------“Seventy-seventh year I been in the lottery”, ”Seventy-seventh time”------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------“Be a good sport, Tessie,” “All of us took the same chance”----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------“Daughters draw with their husbands families, Tessie”----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Remember, take the slips and keep them folded until each person

has taken one”------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------“Its not the way it is used to be, people ain’t the way they used ti be”---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------“All right, open the papers. Harry, you open little Daves”-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------“It isn’t fair, it isn’t right”------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

3. Translate into English:
Условия проведения лотереи
Для проведения лотереи необходимо указать-
*вид лотереи
*территорию, на которой проводиться лотерея
*сроки проведения
*права и обязанности участников
*организационно-технологическое описание
*порядок и сроки получения выигрышей
*порядок информирования участников лотереи о правилах

участия в лотереи и результатах розыгрыша
*денежные эквиваленты выигрышей
*призовой фонд лотереи

4. Unjumble the underlined words
1) The black box grew bisahbre each year.
2) The people separated doryuheml-odog to let her through.
3) Mrs.Hutchinson mardserce.
4) She dasehnct snatched a paper out and held it behind.
5) A man gagednesid himself from the crowd and came forward.
6) Dybyreove saw that.
7) You got any other ouossdhhel.
5. Paraphrase and explain in English. Translate into Russian.


-The children assembled first, of course. School was recently over for the summer, and the feeling of liberty sat uneasily on most of them; they tended to gather together quietly for a while before they

broke into boisterous play, and their talk was still of the classroom

and the teacher, of books and reprimands.

-There was a great deal of fussing to be done before Mr. Summers

declared the lottery open. There were the lists to make up-of heads

of families, heads of households in each family, members of each

household in each family. There was the proper swearing-in of Mr. Summers by the postmaster, as the official of the lottery; at one time, some people remembered, there had been a recital of some sort, performed by the official of the lottery, a perfunctory, tuneless chant that had been rattled off duly each year.

-A tall boy in the crowd raised his hand. “Here,” he said. “ I'm

drawing for mother and me.” He blinked his eyes nervously

and ducked his head as several voices in the crowd said things

like “ Good fellow ,Jack,” and “Glad to see your mothers

got a man to do it”.

“Well,” Mr. Summers said, “guess that’s everyone. Old Man

Warner make it?” “ Here, “ a voice said, and Mr. Summer nodded.
6. Fill in the articles:
----story is set in---small New England farming community. As in
North Bennington, ----- town common(common grazing land in Colonial times) is used for civic gatherings. Every year ---townspeople hold----lottery----activity in which people randomly draw “lots” to determine-------winner. What do you suppose ----prize will be? ----setting and characters in ----story seem realistic but ----action, rather than being ---factual report of ----real event, is ----portrayal of --------human nature. What-----aspects of -----human nature do you suppose it will show?
7. Underline the correct verb form. In some cases, both may be correct. Comment on their use.
1) Mr.Summers and Mr. Adams grinned at one another. Either of them was/were confident.
2) None of the villagers like/likes the result.
3) A number of reporters want/wants to be present at Inauguration.
4) Everybody see/sees that.
5) The crowd was/were quiet—Neither of them know/knows the

6) Nancy and Bill open/opens theirs at the same time, they both
beam/beams and laugh/laughs.
7) Each person has/have taken one.
8) A City Hall or a village square, either of them is/are fine.
9) They both(Steve Adams and Old Man Wancer) was/were

10) The number of residents, taking part in that Lottery, is/are happy.

8. Choose the correct form of modal verb.
1) Bobby,you--------------select the smoothest and roundest stones.
2) You------- ---------- (to worry)--------------. Everything is fine.
3) We ------------------certainly find a way out.
4) I-------------to leave you now. My train is leaving now.
5) Lottery------------to start on June 26.
6) Nancy and Bill---------win or-----------not.
7) You--------- ------------- to be so official.

9. Complete the chart: Make some 5-6 sentences with these verbs.

Base form

Past Simple

Past Participle



















1. Retell the story on the part of
A. Mr. Summers B. Mr. Graves C. Mrs. Hutchinson
D. Bobby Martin E. Mrs. Delacroix F. Tessie
2. Give a sketch-portrait of:
A. Mr. Summers B. Tessie C. Old Man Warner D. Steve Adams
3. Which of the characters of the story appeals to you more? Why?
4. Which of the characters appeals to you least? Give your reason.
5. Render into English:(перевод с листа)
-В каждом маленьком городе есть отличные школьные здания

начальной и средней школы. Можно даже считать правилом, что самое лучшее здание в маленьком городке обязательно будет школьное. Но после школы мальчики смотрят в кино похождения гангстеров, играют на улице в гангстеров и без конца стреляют из револьверов и ручных пулеметов (машин-ган), которые изготовляются игрушечными фабриками в невероятных количествах.
И.Ильф Е.Петров Одноэтажная Америка
6. How are the following people connected?
1) Mr. Summers and Old Man Warner

2) Bobby Martin and Tessie

3) Mr. Graves and Baxter

4) Mr. Martin and Mrs. Daves

5) Mrs. Hutchinson and Mrs. Delacroix.

7. Why are these things so important in the story?

*lottery * stones
*civic activities *pebbles
*wooden box *list of people
*slip of paper *crowd
8. What do you think the story is really about?
9. What do you think is the position of the author in relation to what

he is describing?
10. Do you think it is preferable to live in the city?
11. What is your impression of a small American town?
12. How does the author create an air of real life? What adjectives

will be the best to describe that kind of provincial town life?

-Boring -Ignorant -Exciting -Modest -Festive
-Merciful -Inhuman -Barbarous -Happy -Witty
-Honorable -Abnormal ------------? ---------------?

add some more-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

13. Which of the following statements do you think best sums up the story?
^ Human nature is unpredictable.
^ The winner was as uncertain as the winning of prizes in a Lottery.
^ There were too many holders of spotted lottery tickets.
^To win in a lottery was their obsession.


1. Imagine you are real Tessie. Write a letter to your friend.

Give details of your life. Comment on the last Lottery in your

2. Write down a summary (200-230) words. Cut your summary

to 40-50 words. Which words you can’t omit? Why?
3. Render into English
-В Бенсоне восемьсот пятьдесят жителей. Что им тут делать в пустыне? Зачем они собрались в этой точке земного шара? Что можно тут делать, в обыкновенном американском городишке с несколькими газолиновыми станциями, c двумя или тремя аптеками, с продуктовым магазином, где все продается уже готовое-----хлеб нарезан, суп сварен, сухарики к супу завернуты в прозрачную бумагу? Что тут могут люди делать, если не сходить c ума? Когда мистер Адамс, схватив хозяина лавки за лацкан пиджака, принялся выспрашивать у него, что делают люди в Бенсоне, хозяин ответил:
--Известно, что делают. Курят “ Честерфильд”, пьют “ Кока-кола”, сидят в аптеке.
И Ильф Е.Петров Одноэтажная Америка
4. Re-write the ending of the story (5-6 sentences)
5. Comment on: “It is the story that a reader never forgets”

(70-90) words
6. Translate into Russian and explain these words in English:

Лотерея (----------------------)------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Призовой фонд(--------------------------------)------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Лотерейный билет(-----------------------------------)------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Организатор лотереи(-------------------------------------)------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Розыгрыш призового фонда(----------------------------------)---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Распространитель лотерейных билетов(--------------------------------------------------------------------------------)----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Организация и проведение лотереи(----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------)--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

7. Write your own script. (220-250)words

Who will be starring in your film? Will it be a Drama or you

change the plot to make it a Comedy?

Read your scripts. Vote the best.
8. Explain the meaning of the last line. Who are the real winners in

this situation? What do you think is the position of village people?

What is your own personal opinion with regard to this situation?

(160-230 words)
9. Physical details, dialect, local manners-----------what do you think

allowed the author to show the deepest inner essence of villagers and the pith of the story?---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Uncommon Words or Meanings
Read, translate, compose 4-5 sentences with these words:
-a house dress - an inexpensive cotton dress worn for working at


-a recital - something said aloud from memory; a recitation.

-a chant - a monotonous, rhythmic recitation.

-to lapse - to pass away by neglect

-(someone's) old man - (informal) husband

-Missus - informal

-stoutly - with determination

-a good sport- (idiom)someone who plays (a game) fairly.
Give your own explanation-consult the dictionary,make3-4


New Hampshire -Lohn Mason, from the county of Hampshire in England, was granted a portion of New England territory in 1629. He named it New Hampshire.
A. What is the nickname of Hampshire? B. When did it become

a state of the Union?
Find the same information about the states-District of Columbia,

Hawaii, Kansas, Maine.
How did the White House get its name?-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Which state has a fence –painting contest every year in July?--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

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