Reconstruct the missing parts of the article using the key words. More than one sentence can be written. The average number of words you should use is given in the brackets below.

“Added value. Celebrity couples: magic or misery?” 

For some celebrity couples, two really is better than one... but (single/suit/good) (10-13) _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ . Rosie Milner follows the changing profiles of some of the stars who have tried being part of a double act.

Gwyneth Paltrow and Chris Martin

Gwyneth was practically bom for Hollywood — her father was a film producer, her mother an actress, and Steven Spielberg is her godfather, (immaculate look, boyfriends, allegedly, ‘Ice Queen’, nickname, earn) (18-22) _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ But soon after starting dating Coldplay singer Chris Martin, the usually polished Gwyneth was more regularly seen in jeans and trainers, carrying her yoga mat. Gwyneth turned from icy to cool as her look became more funky, and her image more down-to-earth — and of course her A-list glamour didn’t do scruffy Chris any harm! (now, London, prove, powerful, baby Apple) (15-20) _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

Catherine Zeta Jones and Michael Douglas

Catherine Zeta Jones and Michael Douglas may seem like an unlikely couple. He is the son of actor Kirk Douglas, while she grew up in Swansea, Wales, (cut one’s teeth, British TV, unsuccessful, date, singing career) (25) _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ He, meanwhile, began as an assistant director on his father’s films in the 1960s, and racked up a string of Oscars and Golden Globes for both his acting and producing. And then there’s the 25-year age gap. (engagement, cunningly calculated, to crowbar, Hollywood lenses) (25) _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ But as the years go on, Douglas has got more wrinkly (despite the rumoured facelifts), and Catherine’s career has gone from hit to hit. She has now silenced her critics by winning an Oscar for her role in Chicago. Now the couple help boost each other’s profile — she benefited from her husband’s Hollywood status, and he can be proud not only of having a beautiful woman on his arm, but a talented one too.

(40 minutes, 250–300 words)

Imagine that your school magazine has a weekly column called "Education Today". As part of their investigation into modern trends, they have asked you to write a news report based on the results of your own survey demonstrated in the table below.

In your report say:

1. who participated in the survey; 
2. what changes and trends can be seen comparing the data in the table below; 
3. what are the possible reasons for such trends; 
4. how the situation might develop in the future. 

Remember the rules of news report writing. Make sure your report has:

• a headline
• a byline and a placeline
• a lead paragraph
• body paragraphs
• a conclusion

CREATIVE WRITING (40 points)

Now you have learned about the Industrial Revolution. Imagine that you lived in the times of the Industrial Revolution. Write a story illustrating how the event has affected your life and the people around you.

You must describe:

• your background and your family background;
• your life prior to the event;
• your life during the event;
• your life after the event;
• the impact that the event has had on your personality and your life.

You must write 200—250 words.

Write a life story of the tree (you may choose any tree that grows in your or any other country). Describe the tree in two different seasons. Describe its life when it was a young sapling. Describe two events that the tree witnessed. Describe the tree when it was about to meet its end. Give a title to your story.

Write 180—300 words.

Докажите, что «Реклама — двигатель торговли»! Представьте, что Вы маркетолог и отвечаете за продвижение товаров на рынке Великобритании.

Выберите один из изображенных ниже товаров и напишите к нему слоган и рекламное объявление. Ваша задача — сделать товар привлекательным для покупателя. Важно использовать многообразие средств выразительности английского языка.

В задании не указывался предполагаемый объем ответа.

You will have to comment on the following quotation:

“The roots of education are bitter, but the fruit is sweet.”

(Aristotle)

Write about 180–200 words in the lines provided below.

ESSAY

(30 minutes, 150—180 words)

In your essay develop the idea of the text above and give your personal reasons. What is the difference between speaking and communicating in real life and on stage? Does it exist? Please, do not quote the text above (3 or more words from the text used together are quotes).

The ballad Heather Ale was written by Robert Louis Stevenson, a Scottish essayist, poet, and author of fiction and travel books. Read the ballad and write an essay about it (200-250 words). Use the plan below.

• Write a short introduction
• Summarise the plot of the ballad
• Name its main characters and briefly describe them / who they are
• Explain what the message / the main idea of the ballad is
• What character traits of the indigenous people of Scotland are revealed in the ballad?

Glossary 

• heather — a wild plant with small flowers that grows in areas of open land (moorland)
• heather ale — a local drink; the people who knew the secret of brewing it were the Picts
• to brew — to make a drink such as beer, tea or coffee
• fell — violent
• foe — an enemy
• to smite (smote) — to hit hard, to attack
• dwarfish — extremely small (about a person)

Heather Ale by R. L. Stevenson

From the bonny bells of heather

They brewed a drink long-syne,

Was sweeter far then honey,

Was stronger far than wine.

They brewed it and they drank it,

And lay in a blessed swound

For days and days together

In their dwellings underground.

There rose a king in Scotland,

A fell man to his foes,

He smote the Picts in battle,

He hunted them like roes.

Over miles of the red mountain

He hunted as they fled,

And strewed the dwarfish bodies

Of the dying and the dead.

Summer came in the country,

Red was the heather bell;

But the manner of the brewing

Was none alive to tell.

In graves that were like children’s

On many a mountain head,

The Brewsters of the Heather

Lay numbered with the dead.

The king in the red moorland

Rode on a summer’s day;

And the bees hummed, and the curlews

Cried beside the way.

The king rode, and was angry,

Black was his brow and pale,

To rule in a land of heather

And lack the Heather Ale.

It fortuned that his vassals,

Riding free on the heath,

Came on a stone that was fallen

And vermin hid beneath.

Rudely plucked from their hiding,

Never a word they spoke;

A son and his aged father —

Last of the dwarfish folk.

The king sat high on his charger,

He looked on the little men;

And the dwarfish and swarthy couple

Looked at the king again.

Down by the shore he had them;

And there on the giddy brink —

“I will give you life, ye vermin,

For the secret of the drink.”

There stood the son and father,

And they looked high and low;

The heather was red around them,

The sea rumbled below.

And up and spoke the father,

Shrill was his voice to hear:

“I have a word in private,

A word for the royal ear.

“Life is dear to the aged,

And honour a little thing;

I would gladly sell the secret,”

Quoth the Pict to the king.

His voice was small as a sparrow’s,

And shrill and wonderful clear:

“I would gladly sell my secret,

Only my son I fear.”

“For life is a little matter,

And death is nought to the young;

And I dare not sell my honour

Under the eye of my son.

Take him, O king, and bind him,

And cast him far in the deep;

And it’s I will tell the secret

That I have sworn to keep.”

They took the son and bound him,

Neck and heels in a thong,

And a lad took him and swung him,

And flung him far and strong,

And the sea swallowed his body,

Like that of a child of ten; —

And there on the cliff stood the father,

Last of the dwarfish men.

“True was the word I told you:

Only my son I feared;

For I doubt the sapling courage

That goes without the beard.

But now in vain is the torture,

Fire shall never avail:

Here dies in my bosom

The secret of Heather Ale.”