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THE DEATH CAR

PRODUCIR TEXTOS EN INGLÉS - INST. DAJANA GARCÍA

August 10 max → fecha a cambiar para una posterior


1. Listen and repeat the text out loud.
2. Highlight or underline at least 30 verbs in past simple
3. Make a list with those verbs in your here on Drive:
PRESENT FORM PAST SIMPLE PAST SIMPLE NEGATIVE

ex. make / makes made didn’t make


fix fixed didn’t fix
drive / drives drove didn’t drive
speak spoke didn’t speak
attend / attends attended didn’t attend
listen / listens listened didn’t listen
have / has had didn’t have
issue / issues issued didn’t issue
roll / rolls rolled didn’t roll
kill / kills killed didn’t kill
capture / captures captured didn’t capture
describe / describes described didn’t describe
warn / warns warned didn’t warn
keep / keeps kept didn’t keep
lock / locks locked didn’t lock
call / calls called didn’t call
say / says said didn’t say
hide / hides hided didn’t hide
come / comes came didn’t come
hear / heards heard didn’t hear
hold / holded holded didn’t hold
pull / pulls pulled didn’t pull
stop / stops stopped didn’t stop
rush / rushes rushed didn’t rush
open / opens opened didn’t open
know / knows knew didn’t knowed
tire / tires tired didn’t tire
allow / allows allowed didn’t allow
carry / carries carried didn’t carry
seem / seems seemed didn’t seem
charge / charges charged didn’t charge

4. August 6th → Write what happened with George when he got off the car. No es el final
de la historia. got off the car ------ what happened ---- he was left hanging above
the car ---- end of the story. Los verbos de narración deben estar en pasado
simple. Se debe separar la narración de los diálogos, en párrafos.
5. Create a Google Drive Presentation and arrange what you wrote with illustrations and text.
Be creative. Make it as scary as possible → No sea tacaño. Use tantas diapositivas
como necesite para que el texto se lea bien. Utilice fuentes sans serif, evite
cursivas o que sean difíciles de leer.
6. Prepare to share and read the story on August 10th
7. Rúbrica: hasta 80% → Pronunciación, entonación, gramática utilizada, correcciones
implementadas, 5% organización del grupo, 10% Pantallazos Meet de práctica, antes del
9 de Agosto → 5 % Presentación del grupo y tema con cámara activada

LISTEN TO THIS TEXT ON https://web2.uvcs.uvic.ca/courses/elc/studyzone/410/reading/deathcar.htm


It was a cold night in September. The rain was drumming on the car roof as George
and Marie Winston drove through the empty country roads towards the house of their
friends, the Harrisons, where they were going to attend a party to celebrate the
engagement of the Harrisons' daughter, Lisa. As they drove, they listened to the local
radio station, which was playing classical music.
They were about five miles from their destination when the music on the radio was
interrupted by a news announcement:
"The Cheshire police have issued a serious warning after a man escaped from
Colford Mental Hospital earlier this evening. The man, John Downey, is a murderer who
killed six people before he was captured two years ago. He is described as large, very
strong and extremely dangerous. People in the Cheshire area are warned to keep their
doors and windows locked, and to call the police immediately if they see anyone acting
strangely."
Marie shivered. "A crazy killer. And he's out there somewhere. That's scary."
"Don't worry about it," said her husband. "We're nearly there now. Anyway, we have
more important things to worry about. This car is losing power for some reason -- it must
be that old problem with the carburetor. If it gets any worse, we'll have to stay at the
Harrisons' tonight and get it fixed before we travel back tomorrow."
As he spoke, the car began to slow down. George pressed the accelerator, but the
engine only coughed. Finally they rolled to a halt, as the engine died completely. Just as
they stopped, George pulled the car off the road, and it came to rest under a large tree.
"Blast!" said George angrily. "Now we'll have to walk in the rain."
"But that'll take us an hour at least," said Marie. "And I have my high-heeled shoes
and my nice clothes on. They'll be ruined!"
"Well, you'll have to wait while I run to the nearest house and call the Harrisons.
Someone can come out and pick us up," said George.
"But George! Have you forgotten what the radio said? There's a homicidal maniac
out there! You can't leave me here alone!"
"You'll have to hide in the back of the car. Lock all the doors and lie on the floor in
the back, under this blanket. No one will see you. When I come back, I'll knock three
times on the door. Then you can get up and open it. Don't open it unless you hear three
knocks." George opened the door and slipped out into the rain. He quickly disappeared
into the blackness.

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Then George walked quickly from that place with a little fear since he had a feeling
related to John Downey.

He arrived at a gas station and noticed that there was a man dressed in overalls, from the
appearance of his clothes slightly smeared with gasoline, he could only think that the man
was in charge of that place, but he also realized that this dress fit his strangely tight, the
subject looked about 1.96 cm, his contortion was thick, and his hands were a little hurt as
if he had been carrying construction material all day. George thought it that way since he
worked two years in a construction company. Ignoring these aspects George said to him:

- "Hey, good evening, excuse me, I need help" He was a little agitated because he
had traveled a long distance through the dark road of the highway ...The man
answered
- "Sure, how can I help you?" He replied with a slightly lost look.
- "Maybe he doesn't socialize with a good number of clients, people sometimes
prefer to get to the gas stations in the city ..." George thought at that moment.
George then said:
- I need you to accompany me to the road, my car broke down and I don't have the
tools to see what's wrong, it's surely the carb."
- "Sure, my tools must be behind" I'll be back! Do not go!

The man went to the back of the establishment, George was watching him, "it seems that
he did not know where the tools are, I would know it at all times" He thought as the man
walked towards him with a large and heavy black bag.
- Let's go! - The man told him. They were heading to where George had arrived.- The
man said: "I am not used to talking to people, it is lonely around here"
- "Don't worry, I'm not used to talking to strangers much, by the way," he sighs and
asks, "Do you know where the Harrison house is? I know they live nearby and they
are very good people. ”
- "I don't know where they live" "I once met a guy named Harrison, I only saw him
once, he stained me a lot.
George, disoriented with what he had just said, asked him
- How did he stain you?"
- Yes, we made an arrangement of a car, he was in charge of the oil
- " What a strange comment!” George thought.
They talked about their lives; in the anecdotes of that man it was always concluded that
the people he had met did not see them again, but he said that he had a nice memory of
each one. George told him about his jobs and occupations.

Along the way, the bag the subject was carrying tore a little, revealing a thick laso,
George asked
- Why do you have a rope in the tools?"
- I usually use the rope to push the car and make it start with an impulse.
George thought "I did not know that with a rope you can push a car."

During the journey they talked about various things, the subject confidently asks
- How would you like to die?" George replies
- I haven't thought about it, but in a quick, painless way, how about you?
- I have been close to death on six occasions, I have heard screams, supplications
and I have seen blood spilled, mine on some of those occasions, death will come to
me and you too, to think about how it will be, it is interesting
George evading the topic says to him
- Well we are almost there.

After a long journey they arrive at the place.

Finding himself at the side of the car, the subject begins to remove the tools from the bag,
George says to him
- “Oh by the way! What is your name?" The man smiling and staring at the rope
begins to say
- "Seven, seven, seven, seven ...!"-
Frightened George knocks on the car door, the man abruptly grabs him by the neck and
hits him against the car, shouting incessantly
- "Beg, seven, shout seven! blood, seven!
Desperate George hits the car several times, he tried to scream, but the suffocation did
not allow him to scream very loudly, while George lost his senses, he looked at the man’s
arm that was suffocating him in a vehement and incessant way and he noticed two letters
marked as letters used to identify livestock, the letters were "JD", finally after a few
minutes George passed away.
John Downey took the rope and hung it from that leafy tree that was on the car, when
leaving that place Downey said to himself "eight, eight, I need eight!" and quickly flees
without leaving any trace.

Marie quickly locked the doors and settled down under the blanket in the back for a
long wait. She was frightened and worried, but she was a strong-minded woman. She
had not been waiting long, however, when she heard a strange scratching noise. It
seemed to be coming from the roof of the car.
Marie was terrified. She listened, holding her breath. Then she heard three slow
knocks, one after the other, also on the roof of the car. Was it her husband? Should she
open the door? Then she heard another knock, and another. This was not her husband. It
was somebody — or something — else. She was shaking with fear, but she forced
herself to lie still. The knocking continued — bump, bump, bump, bump.
Many hours later, as the sun rose, she was still lying there. She had not slept for a
moment. The knocking had never stopped, all night long. She did not know what to do.
Where was George? Why had he not come for her?
Suddenly, she heard the sound of three or four vehicles, racing quickly down the
road. All of them pulled up around her, their tires screeching on the road. At last!
Someone had come! Marie sat up quickly and looked out of the window.
The three vehicles were all police cars, and two still had their lights flashing.
Several policemen leaped out. One of them rushed towards the car as Marie opened the
door. He took her by the hand.
"Get out of the car and walk with me to the police vehicle, Miss. You're safe now.
Look straight ahead. Keep looking at the police car. Don't look back. Just don't look
back."
Something in the way he spoke filled Marie with cold horror. She could not help
herself. About ten yards from the police car, she stopped, turned and looked back at the
empty vehicle.
George was hanging from the tree above the car, a rope tied around his neck. As
the wind blew his body back and forth, his feet were bumping gently on the roof of the car
— bump, bump, bump, bump.
Credits:
Story: MDH 1994 — from a common urban legend
Audio version performed by Peter Polgar

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