Govorna vaja pri angleščini

A bi mi lahko kdo zrihtu kkšn tekst za govorno vajo, ki jo je mogoče imel on sam?
Al pa če najdete kkšn dobr besedil na netu v angleščini je tud uredu. sam ne mi rečt nej grem na dijaški.net, pa na podobne strani gledat.

priporocam ti da si izberes kaksno temo, ki te zanima, cist uredu je predstavitev tvojega hobija ali pa neke druge panoge, mogoce predstavitev tvojega najljubsega avta, podjetja... itd. najprej si izberi kaj bos predstavil, potem ti pa lahko dam nekaj nadaljnih napotkov.

Sej ti ni treba okrivati Amerike s to govorno vajo. Govorna vaja je namenjena temu da vadiš govor angleškega jezika. Lahko govoriš o tem kako je zunaj vreme 10 minut ali pa kako prebivajo med prsti tvoje leve noge majhne živo zelene živalce. Bistvo govorne vaje je da ti gladko govoriš brez aaaa mmmmmm... Zato je najlažje govoriti o tem kar podrobno poznaš in vsaj imaš vocabulary za to. Ne govoriti o stvareh za katere nimaš podlage v svojem angleškem voacbularyu oz. besedišču.
Še vprašanje ali to rabiš za SŠ ali OŠ ali celo za UNI?

I have a dream!

Kaj pa je tok posebnga na njem?


Jz bi rabu 1 tedn, pa ga znam.

Zdejres ne vem kolk teksta se moraš naučiti ti pa predlagam čisto klasiko:

HAMLET
To be, or not to be: that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause: there's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life;
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
The pangs of despised love, the law's delay,
The insolence of office and the spurns
That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscover'd country from whose bourn
No traveller returns, puzzles the will
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pith and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry,
And lose the name of action.--Soft you now!
The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisons
Be all my sins remember'd.

Zdej sm ugotovu da bi blo najbul, da bi eno poročilo o potres v JV aziji dobu, pol bi pa tist govoru pa je.

Jest bi že improviziru sam neznam tok dost angleščine kot morda ti. Pa da še tm pred tablo stojiš in improviziraš, k te usi poslušajo. V slovenščini bi že šlo sam v angleščini...

Casovno se precej ujema + nikoli ne skodi osvezit zgodovine