“Art for Heart’s Sake” Rube Goldberg

I. The theme: “Art for Heart’s Sake” Rube Goldberg
II. Aims: to introduce and to practice new words of the story “Art for Heart’s Sake”, to extend students speaking, reading, thinking, writting skills through instructions to create an atmosphere of self and mutual respect and social interaction through group and pair works
To bring up love and interest to the subject, respect to each other
III. The type of the lesson: combined
VI. Expected results: At the end of the lesson students will be able to use new words and word - combinations in speech and give their opinion about the content of the story and character sketches
V. Resourses: activeboard, posters of presentation, cards, slides, sheets, markers, smiles.

The procedure of the lesson:
1. Organization moment: Greeting and dividing into groups: Today׳s lesson is one more in the series of the lessons devoted to the classical English literature. But it is not usual because this time you are going to meet not only one of the famous British writers but also one of the prototypes of his characters. You will get to a wonderful land full of images, spells, amusements and delights. You׳ll meet different characters, while working at some extracts of Goldberg׳s books and even become literature and art researchers. I think the lesson will be interesting and useful for you. So, welcome and enjoy this fascinating and wonderful world!
We are going to speak about paintings, the art influence on people. (They are divided into 3 groups by collecting pieces of three pictures)

2. Warming up:
T: We’ll start our lesson with a quotation. Its author is the great French and Spanish painter Pablo Picasso: “Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life”
How do you understand these words? Do you agree with them?
There is an English proverb “Art is long, life is short”. Explain it.
Why do people need art? 1. When one loves his art no service seems too hard. 2. The devil is not so black as he is painted. 3. When in doubt leave it out. 4. Art is long, life is short. 5. That's a horse of another colour. 6. A thing of beauty is a joy forever. 7. Art lies in concealing art. 8. Art has no enemy except ignorance.

3. I’d like to start talking about the author of the story “Art for Heart’s Sake” Reuben Goldberg
Reuben Garrett Lucius "Rube" Goldberg (July 4, 1883 – December 7, 1970) was an American cartoonist, sculptor, author, engineer, and inventor.
He is best known for a series of popular cartoons depicting complicated gadgets that perform simple tasks in indirect, convoluted ways, similar to Health Robinson devices in the UK, as well as the Storm P devices in Denmark. Goldberg received many honors in his lifetime, including a Pulitzer Prize for his political cartooning in 1948 and the Banshees' Silver Lady Award 1959.
Goldberg was a founding member and the first president of the National Cartoonists Society, and he is the namesake of the Reuben Award, which the organization awards to the Cartoonist of the Year. He is the inspiration for various international competitions, known as Rube Goldberg Machine Contests, which challenge participants to make a complicated machine to perform a simple task.

4. Work with the lexical material:
Give Kazakh equivalents for the following words and expressions from the text and use them in the sentences of your own:
insist on smth, persuade smb to do smth, keep smb from doing smth, end in failure, obey smb's orders, make a suggestion, argue with smb, ask with suspicion, keep one's promise, get in touch with smb, apologise to smb for (doing) smth, look disappointed, be good at smth, whisper smth, arrange to do smth, an awful picture, an outstanding artist, dream of (doing) smth, give up doing smth, be awarded smth, prove to smb.

5. a) Listen to the recording of the story and mark the stresses and tunes b) translate the story
Art for Heart's Sake'R. Goldberg
"Here, take your juice," said Koppel, Mr. Ellsworth's servant and nurse.
"No," said Collis P. Ellsworth.
"But it's good for you, sir!"
"The doctor insists on it."
Koppel heard the front door bell and was glad to leave the room. He found Doctor Caswell in the hall downstairs.
"I can't do a thing with him," he told the doctor." He doesn't want to take his juice. I can't persuade him to take his medicine. He doesn't want me to read to him. He hates TV. He doesn't like anything!"
Doctor Caswell took the information with his usual professional calm. This was not an ordinary case. The old gentleman was in pretty good health for a man of seventy. But it was necessary to keep him from buying things. His financial transactions always ended in failure, which was bad for his health.
"How are you this morning? Feeling better?" asked the doctor. "I hear you haven't been obeying my orders."
The doctor drew up a chair and sat down close to the old man. He had to do his duty. "I'd like to make a suggestion," he said quietly. He didn't want to argue with the old man.
Old Ellsworth looked at him over his glasses. The way Doctor Caswell said it made him suspicions. "What is it, more medicine, more automobile rides to keep me away from the office?" the old man asked with suspicion. "Not at all," said the doctor. "I've been thinking of something different. As a matter of fact I'd like to suggest that you should take up art. I don't mean seriously of course," said the doctor, "just try. You'll like it."
Much to his surprise the old man agreed. He only asked who was going to teach him drawing. "I've thought of that too," said the doctor. "I know a student from an art school who can come round once a week. If you don't like it, after a little while you can throw him out." The person he had in mind and promised to bring over was a certain Frank Swain, eighteen years old and a capable student. Like most students he needed money. Doctor Caswell kept his promise.
He got in touch with Frank Swain and the lessons began. The old man liked it so much that when at the end of the first lesson Koppel came in and apologised to him for interrupting the lesson, as the old man needed a rest, Ellsworth looked disappointed.
When the art student came the following week, he saw a drawing on the table. It was a vase. But something was definitely wrong with it.
"Well, what do you think of it?" asked the old man stepping aside.
"I don't mean to hurt you, sir...", began Swain.
"I see," the old man interrupted, "the halves don't match. I can't say I am good at drawing. Listen, young man," he whispered. "I want to ask you something before Old Juice comes again. I don't want to speak in his presence."