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TEACHING TEAM
Prof. Zoraida RISSO PATRN
Prof. Mara Anglica VERD
Prof. Leticia TACCONI
Prof. Paola Mabel SCILIPOTI
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Table of Contents
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Instructions for Graded Assignment # 10: ........................................................................................... 4
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ARTICLES ........................................................................................................................................................ 6

How Will You Encounter Experiential Travel? ................................................................................. 6

Breathe in, breathe out a way to conquer students stress ..................................................... 9

Materialism: a system that eats us from the inside out ............................................................11

Ecotourism, Ethical & Sustainable ....................................................................................................14

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The Cage by Riley H. Welcker .............................................................................................................19
Package Tour by Sam Lipsyte ............................................................................................................22
Little Victories by Jay Eales..............................................................................................................24
The Chase to Fortune Island by Ian Douglas .................................................................................30
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MOVIE: The Hundred-Foot Journey ........................................................................................................37

SONG: Rather Be by Clean Bandit ft Jess Glynne ..............................................................................43

Unit 5 21st Century Reading 3 TED Talks................................................................................................46

Unit 5: Career Paths...........................................................................................................................46

Life - Intermediate Students Book video scripts ...........................................................................47

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PROJECT WORK: The Proof is in the Pudding.........................................................................................57
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TRAVEL Types of holidays & holiday destinations Walking for Wildlife:

a pesronal approach to saving wild places The ral cost of
LIFE travel: the impact of tourism on our planet Travel problems.
TOPICS: WELLBEING Food & our eating habits Food around the world Imaginary
eating: a technique to reduce weight Healthy lifestyles A
Units 5 & 6 caffeine-fuelled world: the effects of caffeine on our lives
Eating out Describing dishes

CRITICAL
ARTICLE 1: How Will You Encounter Experiential Travel?
THINKING ARTICLE 2: Breathe in, breathe out a way to conquer students stress
through ARTICLE 3: Materialism: a system that eats us from the inside out
ARTICLE 4: Ecotourism, Ethical & Sustainable
ARTICLES
CRITICAL The Cage by Riley H. Welcker
THINKING Package Tour by Sam Lipsyte
Little Victories by Jay Eales
through
The Chase to Fortune Island by Ian Douglas
FICTION
AUDIOVISUAL LIFE VIDEOS FILM SONG by Clean 21ST CENTURY
Bandit featuring READING 3
RESOURCES A Disappearing World The Hundred-
foot Journey Jess Glynne Career Paths
Dangerous dining
Rather be

PATHWAYS TO Writing a Postcard + Writing a formal letter (supporting or objecting to a proposal)

GREAT GR (Great Writing):
+ Unit 4 Moving from paragraphs to Essays (Descriptive Essays)
WRITING
Unit 21: Food Unit 47: Emotions & Moods
Unit 29: Health & Lifestyle Unit 48: Commenting on
EVIU Unit 30: Travel Problematic Situations
VOCABULARY (Upper- Unit 31: Holidays Unit 64: Referring Words
BUILDING intermediate) Unit 40: Belief & Opinion Unit 66: Linking Words in Writing

Unit 46: Praising & Criticising Unit 70: Prefixes

Unit 72: Abstract Nouns

Module 7: Present Perfect [38, 39 & 40]

Module 9: Modal Verbs [46, 49, 50, 51, 52 & 53]
GRAMMAR MGL
(Intermediate) Module 10: Conditionals [54]
DEVELOPMENT Module 17: Word Combinations [87 , 88, 89 & 90]

GOING ONLINE: Revisiting Personal Profile 2017

FACEBOOK, PEDCO Participating in a blog post
& OTHER TOOLS
OVER TO YOU:
TASKS & PROJECT The Proof is in the Pudding
ST
21 CENTURY READING 2: unit 6 Food for Life
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Instructions for Graded Assignment # 10:

For this oral assignment, which will be carried out in pairs, you will have the chance to put several
strategies to use. Since we have almost reached the middle of the year and you have been asked to carry
out a multiplicity of tasks while being exposed to a variety of resources (articles, stories, songs, videos,
films, etc.), we believe you are now well-equipped to face the next challenge Read on and youll see what
all this is about!
Objective: We want you to start integrating the carefully selected material that complements our course
book Life in terms of themes. How?
1. Get together with a partner.
2. Read the short stories and the articles, watch the film and listen to the song in this SAP, jotting
down notes focusing on the themes each of them deals with. Use Chart 1 below.
3. Then, look for similarities among them. Are there any themes they have in common? How are they
developed in each case? What different angles of the same topic do they tackle?
4. Start a draft, drawing as many arrows as you need to show the varied connections you have found.
5. Get ready to prepare your TIP (Thematically Integrated Poster), which you will use as a memory aid
during the oral presentation. You should be able to establish relationships between/among a short
story, an article, the film and the song. Dont worry if there isnt a leading theme that connects
everything. What is important is to show the different themes common to two, three or four of
these materials. Use the sample infographic design on the following page as a model. Feel free to
adapt it suiting your creative needs!
6. Your presentation should last between 8 to 10 minutes. Thats right! Each one of you should speak
for only 4/5 minutes non-stop. So make the most of this little time you have to show how many
interesting connections you have found! Practice it beforehand, look up words and check their
pronunciation you are the experts and we want to enjoy what you will prepare to delight us !!!
The criteria we will follow to assess your oral presentation has been outlined in The ABC of LI1 on
pp. 14 & 15. Read it carefully and make any necessary adjustments to your presentation, taking the
outlined aspects into account. This will take place on August 25th, so you have plenty of time to put
up a GREAT SHOW!

Chart 1 Theme Collectors

Article 1

Article 2

Article 3

Article 4

Short Story 1

Short Story 2

Short Story 3

Short Story 4

Film

Song
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Article 1: How Will You Encounter Experiential Travel?

Article 2: Breathe In, Breathe Out a Way to Conquer Students Stress
Article 3: Materialism: a System That Eats Us From The Inside Out
Article 4: Ecotourism, Ethical & Sustainable
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ARTICLES
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ARTICLE 1
How Will You Encounter Experiential Travel?

BY NICHOLAS KONTIS. THE BLOG 03/28/2015 07:10 PM ET | UPDATED MAY 28, 2015

If a picture is worth 1,000 words, what is an experience worth? The experiences of travel
are what make ones journey priceless. The memories of these experiences are what
make travel last forever.

Perhaps this is because I have been to 85 countries, but when I travel, its no longer
stunning sites that fuel my wanderlust, but rather the connections that I make with local
people. I cherish the memories I have of making new friends from around the world while
immersing myself in local culture that makes an area genuine and unique.

Modern travelers seem to seek these experiences as well. In 2014, the travel industry was
abuzz about the possibilities of experiential travel: living like a local (or even better, with
a local), taking cooking classes, volunteering, and more.
Todays travelers seek more than amenities and creature
comforts, more than getting their picture taken on the Golden
Gate Bridge or under the Eifel Tower, and more than quick
stops at crowded monuments and museums and a quick stop
by the gift shop for baubles. Real experiences - real
connections - are what compel people to travel.

I began to see the benefits of going local at an early age.

During my childhood, my parents and I traveled from San
Francisco to Greece each summer. In Greece, I learned to bake bread when I was 12
years old. When we ate at restaurants, they were authentic and frequented almost
exclusively by locals. The experience of cooking and eating with family and friends in
Greece has profoundly shaped my outlook on travel, food, and culture.

Because of my upbringing and experiences, this new phenomenon of experiential travel

seems natural to me. Doesnt everyone want to live like a local when they travel? Doesnt
everyone want to learn to cook a wonderful seafood risotto in Bologna, to visit a coffee
shop or a happy hour among a citys real inhabitants, and to hike off the beaten path on
a remote island in the Azores? Seeking out and engaging in an unfamiliar culture is what
travel is all about.

There are so many ways to go local. When I was younger, and backpacking in Athens, I
spent a week sleeping on a local familys roof and eating meals in their home. This was a
great way for a 18-year-old to save money and learn from a native family an amazing city.

Amazing things can happen when you immerse yourself in local culture. I was at an
ultra-cool, Polynesian themed Tiki Bar, Sugar Cane in Clapham, London, when I met
Alex and Jenny, art enthusiasts, and fellow fans of uncommon, inebriating watering
holes. After many a fruity rum drink and shots of tequila (bad combination), my
newfound friends invited me to their home for supper. The next night, I ate a most
memorable meal of canard lorange in their Mayfair home. What better way to make
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friends than over a home-cooked meal and bottle or two of wine? My experience in Alex
and Jennys welcoming home is unforgettable.

On another trip to London for the annual World Travel Market, my wife and I met a
wonderful couple, Dave and Jen, who managed a bar in the London neighborhood of
Acton. Oddly enough, we had met over social media - LinkedIn and Facebook. My wife
and I were lucky to meet our new friends in person and stay in a room above their pub,
The George & Dragon. I would come back from a hard days work at the travel
convention, explore the new neighborhood around the pub, and afterwards, go behind
the bar and pour myself a pint of Guinness. My hosts were amazing; the experience of
sleeping above their bar will be etched in my mind forever. My chance online encounter
with this couple and other coincidental encounters like it can make travel experiences
unbelievable.

Today, online resources make going local easier than ever before. Far before Airbnb, I
lived abroad with relatives and friends, and even couch surfed in the homes of locals
that I did not know. Now, there are new websites dedicated to every aspect of experiential
travel. You can stay in a real French home, help build homes in Africa, assist marine
biologists in Thailand, and even take cooking classes in Tuscany.

There are so many ways to blend into your new stomping ground using technology. You
may know that you can stay in a locals home using Airbnb. Another great service,
homeexchange.com, allows you to swap homes with another traveler and exchange your
amazing travel experience for theirs. And through couchsurfing.com you can stay on
someones living room couch or in a spare room very economically. While using any of
these services, your new neighbors during your stay can be wonderful sources of
information and help you blend into local society. Living in a local home or apartment
can change your perspective of a new place in a profound and meaningful way and make
traveling anywhere in the world a one-of-a-kind social experience.

Another opportunity for unique experiences abroad is sharing meals. Food sharing sites
like eatwith.com, mealsharing.com, and festly.com connect travelers with local hosts to
experience home-cooked meals. These sites are all about immersing oneself in local
society and culture. Ten years ago, hardly any of us were self-proclaimed foodies. Now,
local cuisine has become an important factor in choosing travel destinations. In the last
decade, some chefs have skyrocketed to celebrity status. Travelers now often seek
vacations in beautiful and relaxing locations, but the focal point of a journey is to
experience the local gastronomy. Consider the timeless and refined cuisines of Paris,
Rome, and Athens. Combining a culinary excursion with the richness of a historical
destination can make for a wonderful holiday experience.

You can also immerse yourself in another culture through volunteering. There are so
many ways to make the world a better place, and what greater satisfaction is there than
knowing that youre making a positive difference in a new place? International Student
Volunteers (ISV) works with grassroots initiatives to offer volunteer projects in Costa
Rica. ISV volunteer programs directly benefit the local communities of Costa Rica and
offer a wide range of volunteer positions in wildlife conservation, community
development, childrens programs, and environmental management. However you wish to
make an impact, there is a volunteer project for you with ISV in Costa Rica. There are
also many other volunteer experiences elsewhere. You can travel to save tigers in Taman
Negara, or turtles on the Perhentian Islands in Malaysia. Wherever you go,
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GoOverseas.com offers the experience living with a local family while you volunteer. The
possibilities to make the world a better place are endless.

The next time you travel, truly experience a new place. Go to a local happy hour and
work on learning a new language over a pint. Make friends by sharing a meal or renting a
room in a local home. Research volunteer experiences and homestays. Richer, more
authentic travels further the international community, enrich the senses, make travel
more fulfilling, and truly make the world a better place.

Follow Nicholas Kontis on Twitter: www.twitter.com/NicholasKontis

Source: http://www.huffingtonpost.com/nicholas-kontis/how-will-you-encounter-ex_b_6956216.html
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ARTICLE 2
Breathe in, breathe out a way to conquer students stress

BY ANDREW CAMPBELL. SPECIAL TO THE GLOBE AND MAIL. LAST UPDATED FRIDAY, MAR. 01, 2013 7:10AM
EST

Earlier this month, The Toronto District School Board released the results of an
extensive study into student mental health that revealed students are anxious, losing
sleep and many feel like crying. The survey made national headlines as the public and
parents wondered how to address the latest crisis in our
classrooms. Educators just nodded knowingly.

The escalating effect of stress on students is obvious to

many teachers. Its a tough time to be a student: We see
students struggle with poverty, shifting family dynamics,
peer pressures and media influences. All of these factors
can affect mental health.

Students mental health can impact their learning, and

many Canadian educators are asking What can we do about it? Increasingly, teachers
are using the principles of mindfulness to help make the classroom a calmer place and to
improve learning.

The concept of mindfulness originates in Buddhist and Hindu traditions and can be
described as bringing ones complete attention to the present, on a moment-to-moment
basis. Buddhist practice cultivates mindfulness and by noticing the breath and whats
happening with our thoughts we can defuse the stress of our lives.

In the 1970s American doctor John Kabat-Zinn attended a meditation retreat lead by
Vietnamese Zen monk Thich Nhat Hanh and wondered if mindfulness could be used to
help treat medical conditions. Dr. Kabat-Zinn established The Mindfulness-Based Stress
Reduction Program at the University of Massachusetts and through research discovered
that mindfulness is effective in treating stress, anxiety, depression, eating disorders and
addiction. Mindfulness is now commonly used in hospitals, in Fortune 500 companies
such as Google and Monsanto and increasingly in classrooms.

How educators teach mindfulness depends on several factors. Teachers may hold daily
sessions with students, use a prepared curriculum or become trained mindfulness
facilitators. In a typical mindfulness session, students sit quietly as a bell rings. They
listen carefully, raising their hands when the sound dissipates, leaving only silence.
Students then place their hand on their stomachs and feel the movement of their bodies
as they breathe. Teachers help students to remain aware of the breath by reminding
them to breathe inbreathe out. This practice takes only a few minutes out of their
lessons, but helps students relax and improves their focus for the learning ahead. In my
own class, we integrate mindfulness practice into our daily circle by pausing in silence,
listening carefully to the sounds around us and noticing the way the body moves as we
breathe. This helps students to listen to each other during our group discussion.

A common curriculum used to teach mindfulness in schools is MindUP, which was

conceived in Vancouver and developed by The Hawn Foundation, based in California.
The program is designed for students in pre-kindergarten to grade eight, with prepared
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lessons that teachers deliver. MindUP integrates learning about the brain with
mindfulness practice so that students understand how mindfulness works. MindUP
students sometimes explain that feeling the breath helps them make good choices
because when calm theyre using their prefrontal cortex instead of their amygdala.
MindUP is currently used successfully in dozens of schools in British Columbia
Mindfulness Without Borders, located both in San Francisco and Toronto, and it trains
facilitators to deliver mindfulness programs in classrooms. Their program, Mindfulness
Ambassador Council, is currently used in 15 classes in The Toronto Catholic District
School Board and the program is in its second year at Torontos YMCA Academy and
East York Collegiate Institute.

Does it work? Theres lots of research that says it does. In one 2011 study, Dr. Kimberly
Schonert-Reichl and Molly Lawlor, at the University of British Columbia, studied 246
Canadian students in 15 schools in B.C. Their research found that students who
participated in MindUP showed significant increases in optimism, were better able to
make themselves happy and were more likely to help others.

Of course, mindfulness practice can also help educators. Being responsible for students
while following the curriculum, assessing and reporting can be stressful. When every
student needs help and I may only have 15 minutes to get everything done, its
challenging to pay attention to everything thats going on. Thats when my personal
mindfulness practice is helpful. Ive been learning about and practising mindfulness for
over 10 years and its part of my daily routine each morning. When I notice my attention
is narrowing, I pause and feel the breath. This slows down my thoughts and helps me
to think clearly and be present to all my students.

Later this summer, educators will be able to learn more about the benefits and to
practice mindfulness at a Mindfulness Retreat for Educators at Brock University which
Thich Nhat Hahn will be leading.

The more teachers bring the principles of mindfulness into the classroom, the more
seeds of change will be planted: a change that can help students to be less anxious and
afraid. Through mindfulness we have the opportunity to teach students that, in the
words of Thich Nhat Hahn, the present moment is filled with joy and happiness. If you
are attentive, you will see it.

Andrew Campbell is a teacher at Major Ballachey Public School in Brantford, Ont., an educator for
over 20 years and the father of three sons.

Campus Life looks at issues affecting faculty, teachers and students.

Source: https://www.theglobeandmail.com/news/national/education/breathe-in-breathe-out-a-way-to-conquer-students-
stress/article9156091/
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ARTICLE 3
Materialism: a system that eats us from the inside out

Buying more stuff is associated with depression, anxiety and broken relationships. It is
socially destructive and self-destructive

BY GEORGE MONBIOT MONDAY 9 DECEMBER 2013 20.30 GMT FIRST PUBLISHED ON MONDAY 9
DECEMBER 2013 20.30 GMT

That they are crass, brash and trashy goes without saying. But there is something in the
pictures posted on Rich Kids of Instagram (and highlighted by the Guardian last week)
that inspires more than the usual revulsion towards crude displays of opulence. There is
a shadow in these photos photos of a young man wearing all four of his Rolex watches,
a youth posing in front of his helicopter, endless pictures of cars, yachts, shoes,
mansions, swimming pools and spoilt white boys throwing gangster poses in private jets
of something worse: something that, after you have seen a few dozen, becomes
disorienting, even distressing.

The pictures are, of course, intended to incite envy. They reek of desperation. The young
men and women seem lost in their designer clothes, dwarfed and dehumanised by their
possessions, as if ownership has gone into
reverse. A girl's head barely emerges from
the haul of Chanel, Dior and Hermes
shopping bags she has piled on her vast bed.
It's captioned "shoppy shoppy" and
"#goldrush", but a photograph whose
purpose is to illustrate plenty seems instead
to depict a void. She's alone with her bags
and her image in the mirror, in a scene that
seems saturated with despair.

Perhaps I'm projecting my prejudices. But an

impressive body of psychological research
seems to support these feelings. It suggests that materialism, a trait that can afflict both
rich and poor, and which the researchers define as "a value system that is preoccupied
with possessions and the social image they project", is both socially destructive and self-
destructive. It smashes the happiness and peace of mind of those who succumb to it. It's
associated with anxiety, depression and broken relationships.

There has long been a correlation observed between materialism, a lack of empathy and
engagement with others, and unhappiness. But research conducted over the past few
years seems to show causation. For example, a series of studies published in the journal
Motivation and Emotion in July showed that as people become more materialistic, their
wellbeing (good relationships, autonomy, sense of purpose and the rest) diminishes. As
they become less materialistic, it rises.

In one study, the researchers tested a group of 18-year-olds, then re-tested them 12
years later. They were asked to rank the importance of different goals jobs, money and
status on one side, and self-acceptance, fellow feeling and belonging on the other. They
were then given a standard diagnostic test to identify mental health problems. At the
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ages of both 18 and 30, materialistic people were more susceptible to disorders. But if in
that period they became less materialistic, they became happier.

In another study, the psychologists followed Icelanders weathering their country's

economic collapse. Some people became more focused on materialism, in the hope of
regaining lost ground. Others responded by becoming less interested in money and
turning their attention to family and community life. The first group reported lower levels
of wellbeing, the second group higher levels.

These studies, while suggestive, demonstrate only correlation. But the researchers then
put a group of adolescents through a church programme designed to steer children away
from spending and towards sharing and saving. The self-esteem of materialistic children
on the programme rose significantly, while that of materialistic children in the control
group fell. Those who had little interest in materialism before the programme experienced
no change in self-esteem.

Another paper, published in Psychological Science, found that people in a controlled

experiment who were repeatedly exposed to images of luxury goods, to messages that
cast them as consumers rather than citizens and to words associated with materialism
(such as buy, status, asset and expensive), experienced immediate but temporary
increases in material aspirations, anxiety and depression. They also became more
competitive and more selfish, had a reduced sense of social responsibility and were less
inclined to join in demanding social activities. The researchers point out that, as we are
repeatedly bombarded with such images through advertisements, and constantly
described by the media as consumers, these temporary effects could be triggered more or
less continuously.

A third paper, published (paradoxically) in the Journal of Consumer Research, studied

2,500 people for six years. It found a two-way relationship between materialism and
loneliness: materialism fosters social isolation; isolation fosters materialism. People who
are cut off from others attach themselves to possessions. This attachment in turn crowds
out social relationships.

The two varieties of materialism that have this effect using possessions as a yardstick
of success and seeking happiness through acquisition are the varieties that seem to be
on display on Rich Kids of Instagram. It was only after reading this paper that I
understood why those photos distressed me: they look like a kind of social self-
mutilation.

Perhaps this is one of the reasons an economic model based on perpetual growth
continues on its own terms to succeed, though it may leave a trail of unpayable debts,
mental illness and smashed relationships. Social atomisation may be the best sales
strategy ever devised, and continuous marketing looks like an unbeatable programme for
atomisation.

Materialism forces us into comparison with the possessions of others, a race both cruelly
illustrated and crudely propelled by that toxic website. There is no end to it. If you have
four Rolexes while another has five, you are a Rolex short of contentment. The material
pursuit of self-esteem reduces your self-esteem.

I should emphasise that this is not about differences between rich and poor: the poor can
be as susceptible to materialism as the rich. It is a general social affliction, visited upon
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us by government policy, corporate strategy, the collapse of communities and civic life,
and our acquiescence in a system that is eating us from the inside out.

This is the dreadful mistake we are making: allowing ourselves to believe that having
more money and more stuff enhances our wellbeing, a belief possessed not only by those
poor deluded people in the pictures, but by almost every member of almost every
government. Worldly ambition, material aspiration, perpetual growth: these are a
formula for mass unhappiness.

Twitter: @georgemonbiot. A fully referenced version of this article can be found at Monbiot.com

Source: https://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2013/dec/09/materialism-system-eats-us-from-inside-out
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ARTICLE 4
Ecotourism, Ethical & Sustainable

If you spent all your time getting your head around all the terminology in the world
relating to a better form of travel, you would never actually do what you love to do best.
Travel. So, here is a quick glossary of the good and great, from ecotourism to sustainable
tourism, and the reason why we opted for 'responsible'. Which to some is a mouthful.
But we believe it is actually the most meaningful.

BY RESPONSIBLETRAVEL

WHY ARE THERE SO MANY TERMS?

ECOTOURISM

Ecotourism is an important movement that grew hugely in the 1980s, just as tourism
was transforming from micro business to mass takeover levels. Ecotourism was the
antidote to the rash of resorts that was spreading all over Europe, the Americas and
other popular holiday hang outs. Conservationists fought tooth and nail to protect
important ecosystems and habitats around the world from development and their
winning argument was that tourism, or eco tourism as it was then coined, could provide
vital income to the area if the
land or coast was left
undeveloped, because being
pristine and prolific in wildlife
was, in itself, the tourist
attraction.

And so the ecotourism wave

began, with holidays that focused
purely on bringing people back to
nature. Although there were
always people travelling to see
wildlife, wetlands and the
plethora of the planets natural
wonders, ecotourism tours were
now stretching beyond the
bounds of bird watching clubs.

The most popular definition of

ecotourism came from leading Mexican architect and environmentalist, Hector Ceballos-
Lascurain in 1983. Although working for the government at the time in urban
development, he was also President of Pronatura, an influential Mexican conservation
organisation that succeeded in preventing, among various things, the building of
marinas in important wetlands in the Celestn estuary of the Yucatan, an area still
much loved for its flamingo populations. At the time, he defined ecotourism, the
proposed protector of the region, as follows:

However, Ceballos-Lascurain extended his definition in 1993 to include the importance

of supporting communities too, saying "Ecotourism is environmentally responsible travel
and visitation to relatively undisturbed natural areas, in order to enjoy and appreciate
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nature (and any accompanying cultural features - both past and present) that promotes
conservation, has low negative visitor impact, and provides for beneficially active socio-
economic involvement of local populations", a definition that was then adopted by the
IUCN (The World Conservation Union) in 1996. The International Ecotourism Society was
also founded in 1990, celebrating tourism destinations that fitted with this definition.

However, coined phrases are catchy, and indeed a rash of ecotourism businesses and
destinations started to spread, many for the greater good but just as many calling
themselves eco because they were rural, remote or just a tad rustic. The term was, and
still is, hijacked by companies and individuals that wouldnt know an ecological rarity if
it jumped up and hit them in the face, which is one reason why we, at Responsible
Travel, dont use this word, as we believe it has been misused on too many occasions.
Plus, our holidays are about more than being in nature, because, fundamentally, we
believe that the principles of caring for local communities, environments and heritage
can and should be applied to all forms of tourism, which is why we take so much care
to screen all the holiday companies listed on Responsible Travel. Transparency is the
smoothest road to responsibility, so we publish all of their responsible tourism policies,
from wildlife to water, conservation to community enterprise. We also invite tourists to
post their feedback, all of which is published unedited. This is to stop the growing trend
for greenwashing where companies claim the great and the green but, in reality, fail to
really have a positive impact on people or place.

SUSTAINABLE TRAVEL & TOURISM

Can travel really be sustainable? That is the question we probably get asked the most
and which is why we need to look at the original definition of sustainability: Being able
to meet the needs of present generations without compromising the needs for
future generations.

Sustainability and sustainable development is about creating a balance, putting back as

much as we use, and more in some cases. So, it is not overdeveloping on precious land
that cant be restored or extracting resources that cant be renewed. The balance here is
recognising that development and growth can be good, but not if its at the expense of
future generations, who risk struggling for land to live on, resources to live off and jobs
to survive on.

However, we are not convinced that, when it comes to terminology and tourism, the
words sustainable and development are always compatible. The flying debate is a case in
point, because the minute we leave our homes to go on holiday, we enter the transport
torment. The carbon conundrum. The unsustainable use of resources. The minute you
switch on any engine, to get to the airport, ferry port or railway station, your
sustainability meter starts ticking. And so, sustainable tourism is a contradiction in
terms. Which brings us back to definitions, and why we prefer the term responsible
tourism.

The other question that we are always asked: Is the carbon debate a reason to stop
travelling? We dont believe so, because, fundamentally, we believe that travel is a force
for good. Its unlikely that a technical breakthrough in aviation fuel will happen in time
to prevent serious global warming. Our only conclusion is that we must fly less, and
when we do fly, we must travel responsibly to ensure local benefit. We can keep shouting
this from the rooftops, but the reality is that unless there is a global limiting agreement
or international taxation on flying, people will still fly.
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In short, at Responsible Travel we dont like to overclaim, or pretend that sustainable

holidays are really possible. They arent, unless you walk, swim, cycle there, stay in a
sustainably built hotel with only renewable energy, and eat nothing but locally sourced
organic food. Then you might win the prize.

ETHICAL TRAVEL

Although this is a worthy term, the emphasis of ethical travel is on an ethical dilemma.
Should one travel to Burma or indeed, should one call it Burma or Myanmar? What are
the ethics behind second homes in tourism? Should we have swimming pools in
countries where people are deprived of drinking water? Are we turning a blind eye to
human rights issues by travelling to China? Or the growth of the child sex tourism
industry when travelling to places like Madagascar, to name just one of many where
these atrocities are prolific? The issues are all important, and indeed charities
like Tourism Concern and The Code campaign for the
protection of human rights in tourism. However, at
Responsible Travel we believe that weighing up ethical
choices is a fundamental part of becoming a more
responsible tourist and so we tend not to refer to
ethical travel as anything separate to responsible
tourism.

Some of the ethical travel issues that we address on

our site include the pros and cons of safaris; for example, staying at a private safari lodge
which, although it contributes to conservation in terms of national park fees, may ignore
land rights issues and income sources of indigenous people. At the same time, is it
ethical to travel to Antarctica, observe rare gorillas in the wild, volunteer abroad, visit
post conflict zones, swim with wild dolphins, travel in countries that punish you for
being gay, and so on?

Some ethical issues are black and white in our view including volunteering holidays
that work with vulnerable children. In collaboration with child protection organisations,
we have therefore created very strict criteria to be observed by travel companies offering
these opportunities, such as ensuring that volunteers have professional qualifications
and are subject to child protection checks. See our Volunteering Guide for more details.

The ethical travel issue list is long, which is why we created our responsible tourism
travel guides. These not only detail ethical issues in all of the holiday destinations we
visit, but give you options on how to do some of the things you dream of doing, seeking
out companies that offer these activities but do so responsibly and ethically.

COMMUNITY-BASED TOURISM

When communities come together and work as a cooperative to create a tourism

destination that benefits them all, and offers tourism products that they, as a
community, want to promote, you have in many ways a utopian, responsible tourism
product. Read our definition of community-based tourism (CBT) here. However, some
community-based tourism businesses get it wrong too, and just because the big
corporate chiefs arent controlling from the board room, doesnt mean that they are
responsible or, indeed, quality. Many are, but others dont quite make the mark and in
doing so, arent going to last for long either.
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At Responsible Travel we have chosen some exemplary community-based tourism

holidays that do work, which our travellers have visited and loved, and you can take a
look at them here.

PUTTING THEM ALL TOGETHER

OUR DEFINITION OF RESPONSIBLE TRAVEL

We believe that responsible tourism incorporates bits of all the above definitions.
Holidays to see wildlife and wilderness, low carbon adventure holidays whether you are
hiking or biking, sailing or kayaking. Holidays that engage with local communities and
support them financially so that they have viable alternatives to unethical ways of living,
such as sex tourism or poaching. And most importantly, we are all responsible for
making tourism for good. From tourism ministers to tourists, multinationals to micro
businesses. We can all celebrate the joys of travel in a way that not only make better
places to live but also better places to visit.

Photo credits: [Nepalise woman: Ivan Borisov] [Flamingos, Celestn estuary : Sergio Kasusky Pech] [Rhino
watching: Steve Jurvetson]

Source: http://www.responsibletravel.com/holidays/responsible-tourism/travel-guide/ecotourism
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The Cage by Riley H. Welcker

The Package Tour by Sam Lipstyte

Little Victories by Jay Eales

The Chase to Fortune Island by Ian Douglas

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Not so very far from here, there once lived a
young man named Idle. He lived at home and
worked in a small, little-known grocery store
called Super Deals down Main Street. His
father owned the store, and as one of his few
employees, Idle was required to do many
jobs. He had to sweep the floor, wash the
windows, bag customers groceries, and look
after the vendors who unloaded their pallets
in the back room early each morning.
It was well known that Idle did not like
his work. He complained to everyone about
everyone else. He complained at his broom.
He complained at the store and often called it
his tomb.
One day while Idle was staring wistfully
out the roll-up door, past the vendors who
came and went, an apron at his waist and a
broom in his hand, one of the vendors asked
him what he was searching for.
Freedom, Idle said.
The vendor looked over
his shoulder and smiled. Its a
wide world out there, but it
isnt a place for the faint-
hearted. Out there, life is full of
adventure and danger, riches
and pleasures in plenty. Out
there you can have anything
you want.
Idle just stared.
The vendor only smiled, finished his
work, and promptly left.
After a few days, Idle looked at the apron
at his waist and the broom in his hand and
thought to himself, I am not faint-hearted. I
want more than this dull, dreary life. I want
more than to slave all day for hardly any pay
on the hope of some future inheritance. I
want to see some of the world, to experience
life. And with that, Idle dropped his apron
and broom and left his work to seek an easier
The Cage by Riley H. Welcker
fortune. But before he left, his father warned
him of many frightful dangers to watch out
for and offered him a still, small compass
made of solid gold. Idle didnt listen to his
fathers warnings. He believed he knew
enough to keep out of harms way and that
his father only told him of harbingers and
horrors to discourage him. His father said the
compass would guide him back home and
that he need only heed its needle.
Idle looked at the compass. The needle
did not point north. Instead, it pointed at his
father. Idle believed it was broken but
thought that he might get a good price out
of it if he ever got the chance. His father put
it into his hand and hugged him fast.
Idle waved and started off with a spring
in his step. Having no car, no bike, no form of
transportation whatsoever, he walked the
margin of the scenic byway
out of town like a high-spirited
hitchhiker. His father watched
him from the storefront
window. He waved just as Idle
was on the edge of sight but
Idle never turned around and
eventually his body
disappeared altogether over
the last hill. A tear fell from his
fathers cheek, and he turned inside.
Meanwhile, Idle pressed onward, feeling
free at last and soaking in the wide world
around him. He glanced at the compass, no
more than the briefest of glances, and
crammed it into his pant pocket, out of sight
and out of mind. The fields around him were
sharp and green; the breeze, cool. The trees
were upright and cheerful and the clouds
were, large and frothy. The sun shone bright
in his face.
But it wasnt long before fatigue and
hunger crept on him. At first, it was
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uncomfortable, then it hurt, and finally it
ached. He felt dizzy. The fields around him
became a blur; the air was hot and still. The
trees seemed to wilt, their branches drooping
like Idles arms. The sun slid behind a dark
cloud. Idle felt his pockets and found nothing
but the little gold compass. He pushed it
deeper into his pocket and trudged onward,
feeling bad, when he met a fork in the road.
It surprised him.
At the fork, Idle saw a man. He was
sitting on a stump. His legs were crossed and
he was busying himself with a rag and his
shoes. The man was dressed as any normal
person might dressnothing out of the
ordinary. He wore no cape, no hood, no large
boots as one might think of a traveller or a
villain in tales. No, he was dressed in a dark
blue suit, almost black. He wore a yellow tie.
His hair was clean cut and his black shoes
well-polished. A large cage hung from a pole
beside him, like a canary cage, but only large
enough for a man. Idle thought
recognized the man but could not place him.
He stood there, puzzling, growing ever
hungrier and more fatigued when the man
saw him, snapped up and took Idles arm.
Please, have a seat, he said. He smiled a
familiar smile.
Who are you? Idle asked.
My name is Rascal, the man replied.
You look tired and hungry. Do you not have
any food?
I have nothing, Idle said. Nothing but
this gold compass. He pulled it from his
pants pocket. The compass buzzed in his
hand, and he tucked it away in his shirt
pocket.
The man nodded. I tell you what. You
can have anything you want, anything at all,
and I will give it to you for neither price nor
work if you will sit in this cage for a single
second. I will even leave the cage door open.
Idle frowned at the cage, but the man
seemed harmless. He was friendly, and he did
offer him anything he wanted. Only a
second? Idle asked.
Only a second, the man said. After
that, you can have anything you want,
anything at all. Only remember that for each
thing more that you want, you must sit here
in this cage twice as long as the last time.
Idle thought there could be no harm in
that. All he wanted was something simple to
eat to satisfy his desperate hunger, nothing
more; and besides, the man said he wouldnt
even close the door.
Idle agreed.
And he sat in the cage for a single
second, his feet dangling from the open cage
door. Idle then leapt from the cage as the
man promised. The man smiled back at him.
Whatever you want, it is yours.
Idle asked for a bowl of beef and beans,
and it was freely given to him. It was nice to
eat food without paying or working for it, and
Idle ate and ate until he was hungry no more.
he All the while, Rascal talked to him and asked
him many questions and they had a nice
conversation. Rascal was so harmless and
friendly. Idle told Rascal all about himself and
listened intently to Rascals stories, ignoring
the constant buzzing in his shirt pocket. Of all
his stories, Idle especially enjoyed hearing
about the many wide and beautiful paths in
the world and the clear, sparkling brooks
burbling from the mountains and foothills,
which made him feel thirsty.
Idle thought how nice it would be to
have just one drink from one of those clear,
sparkling brooks. So he asked the man and
consented to sit in the cage for two seconds,
his feet dangling through the open cage door
as before, and when he got out, the man
gave him a clear, cool drink. Idle thought it
was the best thing that he had ever tasted
until he heard the word ice cream, and Idle
could not think of anything better than to
have a triple-chocolate scoop in a heavy-
breaded waffle cone. Again he asked the
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man, but this time the man said he could skip
the cage just this once if Idle would give him
that curious gold compass. Idle pulled the
buzzing piece from his pocket and frowned at
it vibrating in his hand, its needle pointing
away from the man and away from the cage
in a single, steady direction, and promptly
gave it to Rascal, feeling that he had made a
good trade as he greedily gobbled
his newfound triple-chocolate pleasure.
But Idle could not stop there, no sir. That
ice cream was just too good. Idle wanted
more. He truly believed it was great getting
something for nothingwell, almost nothing.
Sitting in the cage wasnt all that bad, and he
was soon out again. Whatever Idle wanted he
got and whatever he got made him want
more and so he kept on asking the man and
sitting his time out in the open cage. He
required new clothes, and Rascal gave them
to him. He demanded a motorcycle, a car, his
own jet plane, and Rascal gave them to him
as well.
Idle sat in the cage for mere seconds,
then minutes, and so on until he was sitting
in the cage for hours at a time. Meanwhile,
Rascal stood outside the cage and waited and
watched. He didnt have to do much, only
remind Idle how wonderful his wants were
and of the things he might have, and so Idle
forgot about his time in the cage.
The longer Idle sat in the cage the bigger
and grander his wants became until he had a
house, a 20,000 sq. ft. castle, a moat with
ducks in it, land, animals, and hosts of
servants. He was certain he was entitled
to good health and decreed it so. He owned
Source: http://www.themindfulword.org/2012/the-cage-short-story-riley-welcker/
closets of shoes, fleets of boats, and took the
most exotic vacations.
He wanted until he was spending days,
months, and even years in the cage, all the
while basking over the things he would get
for nothing and no work at all when he had
finished out his time. Meanwhile, Rascal
stood outside the cage and he waited and
watched.
Idles wants consumed him. He claimed
whole cities, whole countries, and whole
kingdoms. He lived in the most beautiful
places, and saw the most beautiful things,
and was wanted by the most beautiful
women. Idle wanted all that the world could
offer until it seemed he might take
possession of the whole of iteverything,
that is, but the cage to which he returned.
Meanwhile, Rascal stood outside the cage
and waited and watched.
It seemed to Idle there was nothing he
could not have and no end to getting what
he wanted, and so it was that he began to
want less and less until his wants were quite
small and insignificanta cool drink from a
nearby brook, a friendly smile from passers-
by and finally his freedom. It was on this last
that he dwelt the longestfor he was now
wholly confined to his cage. Simple freedom.
It seemed to him more than any man could
ask for; the freedom to walk about, the
freedom to lift a broom, the freedom to act
according to his own conscience. And so it
was that he dwelt on this, the idea of simple,
insignificant freedom, what he had so longed
for, until the day he died, curled on the floor
of his cage, a wistful look in his face, with the
cage door open.
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Package Tour by Sam Lipsyte

CREDIT ILLUSTRATION BY RICCARDO GUASCO

At a recent party, a couple from upstate New or hanging gardens, or a colossus plinthed
York told me about a neighborhood in above an Aegean harbor. Its a chance to
Brooklyn, how housing there had been witness grim prehistory, as some Neanderthal
affordable in their youth, if only theyd acted. In family navely ferries
certain cities, this sentiment is repeated Aperol spritzers to
thousands of times a day, to the point that the new Cro-
many people have joined the order of real- Magnon clan next
estate flagellants, staggering around public door. Id love to find
gatherings and scourging themselves with out if the Red Sea
memories of cheap, decent property spurned. really did part for
The conversation took a sci-fi turn, and the Moses, just like in
couple began fantasizing about travelling back the movie with
in time to buy a now priceless brownstone for Charlton Heston.
what my progenitors used to call a bagel. I Maybe Id visit
pictured the couple hunched in some rattling Heston on the set of
claptrap wormhole-traverserbecause all time Soylent Green, tell him the movie hes
machines are built with scrap iron and held fast shooting wont amount to much but will spawn
with duct tape and cut-rate rivets, even those a fine nerdy catchphrase. Id also take a
designed for hunting down investment lofts. moment to set him straight on guns. Because
Their lips would be peeled back by g-forces as thats another worthy approach to temporal
their ship shredded along the seam of the displacement: the do-gooder package tour, the
space-time continuum, until they landed in warn-Pompeii-kill-Hitler itinerary. Its a dicey
Cobble Hill, 1974. There theyd hop out, buy a proposition, messing with the past. But
building, and head back. wouldnt my intrusions cancel each other out if
I brought a teen Hitler to Pompeii just before
Would their lives be any different upon return?
Vesuvius blew? Ill leave you here, Id say.
Would they have scads more cash or just a big
The new arts academy is just over that ridge!
sweet pad? Would they have bought up a few
more places? Would they have sold it all and Maybe Id enjoy a little vacation. But to where
retired early to Marin County? What if one of and to when would I go? Should I get shots? A
them, while attending an open house on first-aid kit? Maybe Id journey to Mayan
Strong Place, had crushed a butterfly beneath Mexico, Ming China, Mughal India, Elizabethan
his or her Italian walking shoe? Would they England, Clintonian Americawhich I detested
come back to a different world? Would they at the time, but look where we are now. (Plus, I
still be married? Would Mitt Romney be could visit the friends of my youth in the form
President? Would Spider-Man be the biggest of a dumpy middle-aged wizard and freak
hit in Broadway history? them out with my knowledge of their future
triumphs and disappointments.) Id jet off to
Is this what the dream has become? A land-
Sodom for the weekend, maybe Gomorrah, or
grab plan?
hit Xanadu and any other International
Time travel should be about more important Pleasure Dome Group locations.
things, like peeping ancient wonders: pyramids,
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For cash infusions, Id fill my notebook with war
and athletic results from down through the
centuries and find work as a cant-miss court
clairvoyant or dominate the sports-gambling
scene. I could also invent things, but nothing
too mechanical: Monopoly, the Oreo cookie,
the mouse pad, the Dutch tulip craze. Of
course, its possible that none of these
schemes would work. They all require what
time travel might not be able to provide:
exquisite timing. Its so easy to beam back into
a dangerous moment. Or just a dumb one.
Perhaps my best bet would be a trip back to
yesterday. I could pass on that brownie from
Source: http://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2015/06/08/package-tour
the tray at the office, reply to those e-mails
instead of resending them to myself as
reminders to reply. I could tell my kids that I
love them, rather than grunting orders and
admonitions like Teeth, Clomping, Tone. I
could stop doing that thing where I leave one
tiny corner of the kitchen counter dirty as an
act of rebellion. I could give my wife a real back
rub instead of one of those fake jobs designed
to be so annoying that shell ask me to stop. I
could, as people like to put it, be more present,
more mindful. I could climb into my
screeching, shuddering, time-busting jalopy
and take the long voyage to right now. I could
try again.
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Passengers for Flight 437 to New York, please make
your way to the departure lounge.
Jolted from his thoughts, Curtis Becker stood to
his feet too quickly, and his phone slipped from his
lap to the floor. The floor tiles in the concourse were
designed to be timelessly classic and hard-wearing.
Unfortunately, that durability was not shared with
the current phone hardware, and when Curtis
retrieved his phone, he saw the spider-web cracks
across the screen, and cursed his luck. The flight
announcement repeated from the speakers once
more. Too late to do anything about it now.
As Sophie Dillon climbed the steps to the plane, she
could hear the flight attendant greeting each
passenger by name. There was a cheery warm word
or two that changed each time, rather than as
though read from a cue card. Although she could
only pick up a word or two, she was impressed by
the way he addressed one of the passengers in his
native French, confirming his halal meal and extra
leg-room. It was the little touches that meant the
most.
One older gentleman attempted repeatedly to
hand over his boarding papers
and passport, but the attendant
assured him with a smile that it
was unnecessary. All paperwork
was pre-cleared automatically
as he passed through the
airport terminal. The old chap
was clearly amazed, unused to
the developments in air travel
since his last flight. When
Sophies time came, she was
asked if she had enjoyed her birthday. She was
momentarily thrown by how they would know about
that until she noticed the way the attendant only
broke eye contact when his gaze flicked up to read
from the heads-up display on the iGlass monocle
they all wore as part of their uniform, which was
obviously where he was drawing the information
from.
Lovely, thanks, she said eventually, as the
attendant directed her towards her seat, and turned
his attention to the next in line. Sophie looked back
past the attendant at the curtained section beyond
which lay the first class passengers. As a standard
passenger, Sophie surveyed her own section.
Roomier than some budget flights she could
remember, and in the seat pocket in front of her,
Little Victories by Jay Eales
along with the safety instructions and in-flight
magazine that would remain unread by most, there
was a tablet device preloaded with a range of games
and movies. They even threw in a 3D headset for
that fully immersive gaming experience. Not as
advanced as the iGlasses the flight crew had, but still
great. Her apartment at home wasnt as well
equipped. If Standard Class had all this, she idly
speculated, what wonders were reserved for those
up in First? Hot and cold running foot massages?
In Business Class for despite Sophies
daydreaming, the plane did not actually have a First
Class section it was not quite the paradise she
imagined. The seats were fewer and further apart,
and a finer menu was served course by course,
rather than doled out in a complete package. There
were more attendants per passenger, and a better
range of entertainments, but the crowning jewel,
which to the stressed executive riding the redeye
was worth its weight in gold, was the lie-flat seating.
Curtis was looking forward to making use of the
fully reclining seat later, but first he had more
pressing issues. With the other business class
travellers, he had been seated before the rest of the
flight, and had told them the
saga of his damaged phone.
Without missing a beat, they
had reassured him that they
could arrange for a local outlet
of his phone service provider to
courier a replacement handset
to JFK for collection as soon as
he disembarked. As a stop-gap
measure, he would be able to
customise the standard plane
tablet to access any of his data he might need
access to during the flight. While the smashed
phone screen made his own handset pretty much
useless, all he needed to do to get up and running
again was to put it against the tablet and pop in his
password and fingerprint ID to nudge everything
onto the device even quicker than retrieving it from
the cloud would have been.
As his contacts and settings loaded up, right
down to his choice of desktop wallpaper, Curtis
relaxed. Now he could get back to the job at hand.
He put a proprietary hand on his satchel and
glanced across at a couple of his fellow passengers.
The woman was in her early fifties, though did not
look it, possibly due to her Scandinavian ancestry.
Dressed well but inexpensively, she was clearly the
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senior partner to her colleague, a good foot shorter,
and easily twice her waist across. Where she was
pale and European, he was dark and Indian. He was
pushing sixty hard, but where his colleagues
demeanour was serious, his eyes shone.
Domino Burgess was famous enough to have a
household name, but as an author, for the most
part, not a name you could put a face to. That suited
her, as she was able to
walk the streets
untroubled by her
success. For the most
part. Occasionally she
would run into a reader
who recognised her from
her out of date dust
jacket portrait, or
someone familiar with
her charity work. Outside
of her contractual
obligations, she did not court the worlds media, but
sometimes she had to play the game. This was one
of those times.
Against her better judgement, Domino had
allowed her long-suffering editor Milan Gohil to
persuade her to attend a speaking engagement in
New York. Ostensibly to promote her latest work in
progress, Milan had intimated that it would also be
a good platform to soapbox about her landmine
charity in front of the great and good. The deal
struck, Milan was canny enough to book the tickets
there and then. He decided to accompany Domino
not as a corporate jolly, but because he wanted to
make sure she actually boarded
the flight. Once bitten Milans
Gujurat-born father taught him
the value of caution. Why trust in
a belt when you could also wear
braces?
In the crew section, the status
panel pinged, and an answering
alert vibrated on the airline logo
pin affixed to each flight
attendants jacket.
Simultaneously, wherever they were in the plane and
whatever their current duties, they all glanced up at
the iGlass alert, to determine whether it was
something they needed to deal with. The attendant
nearest the station panel was able to respond. It was
a simple enough situation, already taken care of by
the ground staff, and just requiring confirmation by
the air crew. One of the loader trucks carrying
luggage to another plane had inadvertently been
stacked with a suitcase bound for this flight, and as
it moved further away from its associated owner, the
RFID tag triggered an alert. Ground crew just
required confirmation from the plane that their
passenger was indeed aboard, and that done,
diverted the loader to reunite luggage with its
owner, none the wiser for its detour. The airline was
justifiably proud of its boast to have never lost an
item of luggage since the introduction of the
system, and they werent
going to lose it today.
Sophie fired up her tablet
and hooked into the cloud.
There was an immediate flag
from the airline network,
which she allowed, pulling
down menu screens
containing an assortment of
games and movies. As it
drew information from her accounts, the selection
shuffled to bring up the titles shed most be
interested in. But right now, Sophie wasnt interested
in gaming or watching a show. She paged through
the options to bring up her communities, and barely
able to contain herself, she placed the headset on
her head as though it were a crown. As it activated,
software drivers automatically installed themselves
on her tablet. The whole thing was ready for use
within seconds.
Gazing around the plane, Sophie was
disappointed by the number of greyed out seats
the passengers who either didnt do online, or had
their privacy settings so high they were practically
invisible. Of the rest, there was a
temperature gauge of cool blue to
red hot. The more open the
network, the more accurate the
match.
There were a few hotspots
around her, in a sea of blue, but
before she could investigate
further
PING! An avatar popped up on her screen her
university friend Trevor Knight, who she was
meeting up with in New York, grinned out at her in
miniature.
Hows the flight? Any delays? T
Sophie tapped back: All good so far. She
dragged open a new window with their shared
holiday itinerary on it. Since shed last looked, the
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airline software had plugged into it and was
updating it in realtime, with funky animations of
Sophies plane and the train that Trevor was
currently aboard, and a countdown of around seven
hours to when they were due to meet up.
Hows the US so far? Sophie asked.
Outrageous! Shame you couldnt get out sooner.
Trevor said, before adding Bringing the British
weather with you, though! You have to see this and
he switched to video mode. After a rocky blur as he
turned the phone to face the window, Sophie could
see the dark skies of upstate New York Albany,
according to the map with its topography of
skyscrapers. As she watched, there was an enormous
flash, and lightning lit up the sky. Great, eh?
Whoah! Sophie typed, Hope thats gone by the
time I land! Trevor and Sophie raced each other to
bring up the weather forecast first. Ten points to
Trevor, but they were both grateful that it appeared
the storm front would have passed over NYC by the
time Sophies plane was due to arrive.
As Sophie looked at the itinerary, her screen
flickered and the numbers changed, and the
timeline moved on by ten minutes. She had little
time to ponder when a message box popped up
from the airline confirming a slight modification to
the route to skirt the edge of a weather front, to
minimise any turbulence along the way. There was a
ripple effect on Sophies schedule, as the delay
impacted on her pre-booked taxi at the airport, all
cancelled and rebooked automatically.
At the cab companys end, drivers were shuffled
in the deck and re-routed to the next available fare.
All of this was done between the airline and taxi
company systems with very little input needed from
the administrators. Over the course of the average
flight, bookings were in a constant state of flux,
taking into account any number of variables from
traffic jams to the unexpected need for a rest stop.
The taxi drivers learned to plan no further than the
next fare, since the exact nature of the next
passenger was like Schrdingers Cat, in a state of
quantum uncertainty until the last moment.
Ms Burgess? It is Domino Burgess, isnt it? Curtis
moved across the aisle hesitantly towards Domino,
leaning in front of Milans defensive wall. He held a
package behind his back, while he made his
introductions. Im so sorry to disturb you, but Im
just so amazed to see you on my plane well, not
my plane
Domino did well to prevent her eyes from rolling,
and to maintain a half-smile. This did not happen
often, but often enough that she could predict his
next move. Ah yes, here was the book. Fortunes
Fool, naturally. Her 1983 multi-award winner, never
out of print since then. Interestingly, the blue
dustcover. The first edition, then. Dominos hand
rose instinctively to ward the book away. The
making of her career, but since that ill-advised
movie adaptation she did not approve it had
become as much a curse as a blessing.
wouldnt normally dream of asking Curtis
said, lying. never get another opportunity he
added.
Milan interposed himself between his client and
the fan, as he had done many times during their
association. Ms Burgess is always grateful for the
support of her readers, but regrettably, she is unable
to provide autographs. In truth, Domino had not
signed an autograph in the 21st Century.
Curtis continued, as though he had not heard
Milans words, fate, I think, that I should be re-
reading Fortunes Fool, right now and on this
plane, you know?
Im sorry, but the answer is no. Domino said, as
Milan adjusted his position to move further between
them. The book remained outstretched, and Curtis
wore his most hopeful expression. One hed
practiced in the mirror to be the right mixture of
pleading and non-threatening. He could see that
Domino was wavering. Weighing up whether it
would be less trouble to just sign the damn
autograph and be rid of him before a queue formed,
or to stand her ground.
Jonathon Pym. Jon-a-thon, with an o. It would
mean the world to me.
Thats not going to happen, Mister Pym. Milan
spoke more loudly this time, and his eyes no longer
shone.
Please Curtis began, looking directly into
Dominos eyes. Almost. Almost
Can I help? The raised voices had by now
attracted the attention of flight attendants, two of
whom hurried over to defuse the situation.
No problem, Curtis said a little too sharply. He
was reluctant to reclaim his book, despite the
growing awkwardness of the situation.
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The attendants eyes flicked up to retrieve data, You met Thomas Dolby! #wearenotworthy
Mister Becker? May I please ask you to return to
your seat? I thought you two could geek about Korgs and
Fairlights while I get on with the important
All Im trying to do is sightseeing stuff. : )

Becker? Milan said, You said your name was

Pym.

Were done here. Domino said quietly.

At last, Curtis snatched back the book, no longer

able to contain his frustration.

Your seat, sir. The attendant indicated the

empty seat across the aisle. If I have to, I will
remove you from this section, sir.

Curtis considered his position. He knew that the

plane was already at capacity. There were no spare
seats to move him to. But they could upgrade
someone from Standard. Would they do that? And
how would he fulfil his contract then? He had a lot
riding on this job, and wasnt used to being unable
to get what he wanted. He sat.
Have you checked out the menu yet? Sophie typed.
She pushed the hotel restaurant link across the
internet to Trevors device. They just had a delivery
of swordfish and BANG! Its on the menu.
Were living in the future, Soph! Trevor said, Oh
wow! Just checked the desserts. Salted Caramel Bread
and Butter Pudding #drooool
Count me in! Save an extra place, though. Found
someone on the flight you should meet. Hannah,
jump in when youre ready.
PING! <Hannah Delgado has joined the
conversation>
On Trevors screen, Hannahs avatar popped up
for him to click. Hi Hannah!
Hi Trevor! Sophie tells me youre into electronica.
Just a bit. Hey! Is that a Blancmange t-shirt youre
wearing?
Thats how I knew youd get on. Trevor wore the
same shirt until it fell apart. Sophie said.
Think thats good, take a look at this Hannah
typed, before pushing an image from her photo
album at Trevor.
Milan and Domino conducted their conversation in
hushed tones. They were not comfortable with
Curtis remaining so close to them, although he had
remained in his seat since he had been dismissed
earlier. From time to time, he glanced over at them,
the cogs going round in his head as he attempted to
find a way to get the autograph that Jonathon Pym
the real Jonathon Pym was paying him for.
Milan was normally the calming influence, but
now, Domino was returning the compliment. Milan
was more agitated than she had seen before. He was
sweating despite the ambient temperature, and his
sentences were confused and hesitant. At times,
what he was saying made no sense. Hed had a
couple of Talisker whiskies, but he was acting as
though he were four sheets to the wind.
Are you okay? Domino asked, as Milan
hesitantly got to his feet.
Mm going toilet. Milan lurched off in the
direction of the rear of the plane, rather than the
Business Class rest room. As he stumbled off, Curtis
looked across, as though he might take advantage
of the situation, but one burning glare from Domino
changed his mind, and he returned to
contemplating his navel.
The other way! Domino called to her editor, but
he waved away her guidance and plunged through
the curtain into the next section.
The station panel pinged an alert to all flight
attendants as it recognised heightened levels of
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distress from Milans monitor, but he was not where
they expected to find him.
Sophie had left the new fast friends Trevor and
Hannah to gabble at each other, while she took out
her battered but faithful eReader to catch up on
some of the mountain of novels
shed let build up while she was
knee-deep in her coursework. A
Bachelor in Medicine and Surgery
didnt allow for much reading for
pleasure. Another reason why
Sophie was so looking forward to
this holiday. Work hard, play hard,
they said.
She looked up from her screen as the Indian guy
made a break for it from the front section. He
bounced off the seats to the left and right before
taking a tumble right by her. Her initial thought was
that he had started playing hard a bit early, but then
she saw that his face had dropped on the right, and
saw it for the stroke it was. She slid from her seat
and got down beside him, calling for assistance
Someone grab an attendant! This mans having a
stroke.
By now, attendants were coming from all
directions. Sophie explained that she was a third
year medical student, and asked if the plane was
equipped with tPA, or tissue plasminogen activator,
and when no answer was immediately forthcoming,
she asked for soluble aspirin and a glass of water,
which was quickly supplied.
Sophie did her best to soothe Milan as the
attendant helped him to swallow the water. Unsure
as to what else to do, she read to him from the book
she had been reading. He was distressed, unable to
get his words out, and unsure of what was
happening to him, but Sophies voice seemed to
help. Domino had been informed by this
time, and had come out to do what she
could, but the aisle was pretty much
blocked with air crew, so all she could
do was identify her ailing editor and be
on hand for any other questions.
Dont do anything stupid, Milan. Its
taken me fourteen years to get you
trained. You mustnt make me start
again.
Milan had enough about him to
manage a half-smile at that.
Sophies itinerary pinged repeatedly with updates as
Flight 437 was forced to detour to the nearest
airport in Atlantic City, but she was too preoccupied
to read it until later. There would be other swordfish
dishes on other days. While the flight attendant had
nominally taken charge of Milans medical
wellbeing, she could see that
Milan was drawing strength from
Sophies presence, so she was
allowed to remain by his side.
They had moved him carefully
into the business section, and
made good use of the lie-flat
seating.
As the ambulance crew stretchered Milan from
the plane at Atlantic City, Domino insisted on
showing her gratitude to Sophie in some way,
despite her protestations. She spotted Sophies
battered eReader on her seat, and snatched it up,
borrowing a marker pen from another passenger
and scribbling a note on the back of the case. She
started to hand it back to Sophie, and then
remembered something. Domino fumbled in her
bag and pulled out her own tablet the latest
model, courtesy of the publisher, naturally and
nudged it to Sophies brand X equivalent like a
whaler against a sailboat, pushing the Advance
Reader Copy of her new book onto it, months
before its planned release.
Dont tell Milan, she whispered into Sophies
ear, or hell have a heart attack on top of the
stroke. Domino smiled, an echo of Milans twinkle
in her eyes, and she followed her editor from the
plane.
Before the other passengers disembarked,
attendants explained all the options they had for
reaching their destination. Those who wished to
were booked onto a short-hop flight to
JFK, but train and coach options were
also offered. Passengers were reminded
that they should reset the plane tablets
if they made use of them, to ensure that
their data was secure, although the
devices would auto-wipe anyway.
Naturally, the business class
passengers were first to disembark, after
Milan and Domino had left with the
ambulance team. They had their own
check-in area, but Sophie was confused
to find, when she reached her own check-in point,
that Curtis Becker was waiting for her.
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How much? he asked, trying every trick in his
extensive book of plays to persuade Sophie to part
with her newly autographed eReader. He offered ten For Sophie,
times what shed paid for it, without batting an
eyelash. It wasnt what his client had requested, but We are all Fortunes Fools.
he was sure that he could salvage something from
the contract for the only new autograph anyone was With love,
likely to get from Domino Burgess.
Domino Burgess.
Sophie played along, if only to see just how high
the price would go, but eventually she tired of the
game and cut him loose. Curtis shuffled away,
THE END
defeated. At least his replacement phone was
waiting for him at JFK as promised. Small mercies.

Intrigued by her surprisingly valuable knock-off

eReader, as Sophie sat in the concourse waiting for
her connecting flight, she pulled the treasure from
her bag, realising she hadnt read what Domino had Source:
written on it. She flipped it over, and read:
http://www.amadeus.com/media/shape-the-future-of-
travel/docs/Amadeus-Little-Victories_EN.pdf
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The Chase to Fortune Island by Ian Douglas
Dylan scanned through his emails.
Rejection, rejection, declined, rejection, he
muttered.
The face of a young woman appeared in the
top left corner of the screen. She had strawberry
blond hair and eyes as blue as a summer sky. It
was Lorie.
You sound disheartened, she said.
Dylan leaned back in his chair.
Six months since my last job, Im a bit more
than disheartened.
Lorie threw him a sympathetic look. Come on
boy genius, sooner or later someone will
recognise your talent? Would you like me to scan
the Cloud for new opportunities?
Weve done that twice today already, Dylan
replied, sweeping back his black curls.
Then Ill broaden my parameters, Lorie said
and vanished.
Chewing on an old pen, Dylan looked around
at the clutter of his apartment. That was the
funny thing about unemployment; he was too
busy looking for work to clear up the pizza boxes
and unwashed socks. Well, and too busy battling
3D zombies on his games console. But he needed
something to cheer him up.
With a bleep Lories pretty features re-
appeared.
Hey Dylan, Ive got something.
A job?
Lorie shook her head.
Theres an industry conference at the
weekend. The big six are meeting.
Dylans mouth dropped.
The software giants? But hows that a job
opportunity?
I was thinking about the VPA?
The acronym stood for virtual personal
assistant, an artificial intelligence created from
algorithms and sub-routines, and shaped to the
users unique personality. More than a humble
programme, the VPA could problem-solve,
innovate and create. In short, it could think. For
years the concept had been nothing more than
speculation. A fantastic idea but not in our
lifetimes, or so said the professors and super-
geeks.
Dylan had proved them all wrong. Hed written
a code for a working VPA. The trouble was nobody
believed him. As if some twenty-something non-
entity could succeed where the industry eggheads
had failed. Hed been laughed out of so many
offices hed lost count.
Lorie, of course, was the first edition of his VPA
programme. And so far, after a year of testing,
she remained glitch free. If only someone
influential would listen!
I dont get it, Lorie, Dylan said.
Lorie beamed a radiant smile, and Dylan
remembered the long hard week hed spent
working on those lip movements.
The heads from the six most influential
computer companies will be in one room. Why
not make them a pitch?
Lories sub-code for original thought was
certainly working well. But hijack a business
meeting? Dylans stomach quivered.
Maybe, so where are the great and good
getting together?
Ko Chokdee, Lorie said.
Go where now?
No, Ko Chokdee, an island near to Ko Samui in
the Gulf of Thailand. Its an exclusive getaway, off
the beaten track. The name means good fortune
in Thai.
Dylan took a deep gulp.
How on Earth would I get there?
Lorie closed her eyes, deep in thought. Her
multi-gigabyte intelligence was trawling through
the Internet.
OK, direct flights to Samuis international
airport kick off at 3000 e-dollars.
Lorie, you know how much Ive got in the
bank. Coming up with impossible answers isnt
helping.
Lorie laughed. The sound always reminded
Dylan of birdsong.
Ive cross-referenced your budget with all
travel options. There is an affordable route, if we
fly to a cheaper destination and then some
overland travel.
Dylan frowned.
Are you sure? What about visas? Insurance?
Trust me Dylan. I can take care of all that in
nanoseconds. Let me do the boring stuff and you
focus on the pitch of a lifetime. What do you
say?
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Dylan scratched his chin. No work, no
girlfriend, and no social life, what
did he have to lose? He banged
the desk with his fist.
Lorie, youre a genius.
No, Dylan, thats you. Ive
downloaded a list of travel
essentials to your tablet. You get
packing while I book the coach to the airport.
The doors of the arrivals terminal swished
open and Dylan walked out into a wall of hot
sticky air.
Try that taxi and ask for Jalan Sultan
Hishamuddin, Lorie piped up from the tablet in
Dylans pack.
Malaysia! Dylan squeaked. Malaysia, he
said again in a less shrill voice. Not even
Thailand, were in the wrong country completely.
Trust me Dylan. Ive traded costs against
hours. This is the only route that gets you there in
time without breaking the bank. If
If?
If nothing goes wrong.
Dylan rolled his eyes, slung his pack over his
shoulder and trudged into the blinding tropical
sunlight.
Sat in the cab into Kuala Lumpur, Dylan
chewed frantically on his nails. Outside, he could
see an endless world of oriental housing and
bougainvillaea. Every signpost was in a strange
language. The people, the stores, the buses,
everything was different. It was as if hed landed
on another planet. He felt very alone.
When they reached the train station, a castle
of gleaming white minarets, a young woman
wrapped in a hijab waited for them. The sash
around her waist indicated she worked for the
booking office.
Mr Howard? Your tickets.
I thought it quicker than queuing, Lorie
explained.
Lorie guided Dylan through the crowds of
travellers and noodle soup sellers to the right
platform. Soon the train was speeding through
rubber plantations, with hundreds of trees lined
up in orderly rows.
The seats were all fitted with screens in their
backs. Dylan leaned forward and touched the one
in front of him, bringing up the menu.
What shall I order for dinner? he asked.
Hmm, Lorie said. Lets get some advice.
She closed her eyes and surfed the
Cloud, asking questions in all the
relevant chat rooms and social media.
Ok, she said, opening her eyes.
Josh and Mandy from Sydney,
backpacking their way to Singapore,
say try the nasi lemak, the sweet and
spice is to-die-for.
As it turned out, the meal was indeed exquisite
and the local beer better. Dylan brought up the
latest action movie on the touch screen and
dozed off.
He awoke at sunrise to a view of palm trees
and glistening rice fields. A food seller was
working through the compartment selling stubby
bananas.
Thailand! Lorie exclaimed. Soon well get off
at Chumpon, the gateway to Ko Chokdee.
A violent jolt shook the train. The wheels
groaned like tortured beasts, as slowly the vehicle
ground to a halt. Two agonising hours passed
while the passengers in the sealed bubble of the
aircon waited for news. None came, but
eventually the train flickered into life. The
onboard computers and electrics switched
themselves back on and the engine began to whir
again.
A malfunction in the circuits. It just needed
rebooting, Lorie said.
Dylan flashed her a reproachful stare.
You look worried, she remarked.
That would be because I am, he replied.
She smiled her pearl-white smile.
You sleep off that jetlag. I have an idea.
Dylan found himself standing on the platform
at Chumpon in the late afternoon. The hum of
flies and the chirrup of geckoes resonated across
the tracks.
Theres no way I can make that ferry now,
Dylan grumbled, mopping sweat from his brow.
The air was as humid as a sauna.
Trust me, take a taxi to Jetty 31. And dont
pay more than twenty e-dollars!
A grizzled old taxi-driver drove Dylan through
the maze of townhouses, Buddhist temples and
mosques. Dylans heart pounded against his
ribcage. Every red light and traffic jam had him
gnawing on his fist. Were they ever going to get
there? And then the buildings parted to reveal a
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sapphire blue sea. Fishing boats bobbed alongside
a wooden pier.
Whats going on? Dylan gasped.
A small crowd of fresh-faced backpackers had
gathered at Jetty 31. The ferryboat churned the
water with its engines, while its crew looked on
bemused. As Dylan clambered out of the taxi, the
crowd cheered.
Go Dylan! they shouted.
Too stunned to speak, Dylan
boarded and waved goodbye as the
boat chugged out of the harbour. For
a moment he did nothing, leaning
over the deck and staring at the
crystal clear waves. Then he pulled
out his tablet.
A flash mob, Lorie grinned. I
sent word out that if you missed the
trip youd lose the chance of a
lifetime. It was amazing how many
wanted to help. They just pleaded with the
captain to stall long enough for you to get there.
Dylan puffed out his chest with a surge of
confidence.
Lorie, nothings going to stop us now.
An unusually large wave smacked into the
bow. The boat tilted sharply and threw Dylan
against the railings. The tablet slipped from his
grasp. It dropped into the water and vanished into
the briny depths.
Ko Chokdee rose from the sea like a jewel, a
land carved from emerald and jade. Mango,
banana, and papaya dotted the hills in a mosaic of
greens. White sands ringed the shoreline.
The sea was a beautiful turquoise.
Yet this beauty was lost on Dylan as he trudged
dejectedly from the ferry to the row of wooden
shops. Thanks to his meagre budget he only
owned one mobile computing device, the same
tablet now lying on the bottom of the Gulf. All his
plans and demonstrations for the VPA were in
that. And worse, so was Lorie. Here he was on a
remote island, miles from an Internet caf. He
didnt even know where the software conference
was taking place. The sunshine was invisible to
Dylan, he was lost in a fog of despair.
A hand touched his arm. It was a woman in her
late sixties, in the ubiquitous tourist uniform of
tee shirt and shorts. She took off a straw sunhat
and a bundle of silver hair flapped in the sea
breeze.
Excuse me young man, she said
blushing. Are you Dylan Howard?
He nodded.
Only Ive had this text from
someone called Lorie.
Dylans eyes widened. This was
incredible.
She says to tell you theres a
phone shop down the street, selling
cheap mobiles. Actually thats where
I got this one.
The sunset found Dylan sitting
outside a noodle shop, enjoying a glass of frothy
local beer and idly watching rickshaws conveying
tourists. The shiny new mobile lay on the
tabletop. The phone shop only stocked the old-
fashioned kind of mobiles, no interactive touch
screen models, but at least Lorie could
communicate by texts.
He picked up the mobile and reviewed Lories
messages.
No more we can do tonight. Somsaks
Guesthouse has a vacancy, across from this
restaurant.
Dylan had never felt so exhausted. The change
of time zones, the heat, the stress of travel all
added up to one heck of a punch. He wondered
whether he could have made it this far without
Lorie, always on tap to translate a word or point
in the right direction. The answer was no.
Dylan swiped his e-card against the reader in
the waiters hand and headed wearily for the
guesthouse.
A cockerel in fine voice awoke Dylan at dawn.
He lay under the folds of the mosquito net,
watching the pale glow of daylight seep through
the shuttered window. It felt safe here, tucked up
in the womb-like gloom. But this was his big day.
He had to get to the hotel, find a way in, and
somehow persuade a group of powerful company
executives to listen. Back in England the plan had
seemed feasible. Now it seemed halfbaked.
Maybe he should just slope off back to the
mainland. At least that way hed be spared the
humiliation of abject failure.
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The mobile on the bedside cabinet began
trilling its morning alarm. Once again Lorie had
predicted his needs. He checked the text inbox.
Good morning Dylan, and dont despair. After
all, you invented me!
With a bashful smirk Dylan scrambled out of
the netting. After an invigorating cold shower, he
approached the landlady in the small, bare-
floored reception. She was a plump middle-aged
woman with saffron skin and jet-black hair.
I want to get to the Sandalwood Spa Resort,
he asked.
She laughed as though hed said something
deeply stupid. He repeated the question. She
jabbed at the sky with her forefinger.
Only way Mister. Only way.
Dylan took a step back, confused.
You mean a plane?
She shook her head vigorously.
No plane, other thing. Me not know how to
say in English.
Oh, you mean helicopter?
She nodded with equal ferocity.
There must be roads.
No roads, mister, jungle too thick.
Then how do I get there?
The landlady shrugged and walked away. Dylan
grabbed the mobile from his pocket and anxiously
keyed in a question.
Just told no road to hotel help!
He pressed send. A few seconds later the
mobile pinged.
No tarmac roads but paths. Hire a bicycle from
Toms Bike Shanty on the next block. Pedal west.
Ill send you directions. And Dylan, dont forget to
buy drinking water. Heat stroke is a possibility.
Dylan kissed the phone, a gesture that brought
peals of laughter from the landlady. He ignored
her and bolted for the doorway.
Toms stock of rusty boneshakers left
something to be desired. Dylan ended up with a
racer two sizes too small. But he was in too much
of a hurry to quibble. It was the last day of the
conference, before the big six flew out.
He pedalled furiously along a wide, dusty road,
lined with ancient banyan trees. The odd peasant
sat on the verge selling boiled peanuts or rice in
bamboo. Dylan had forgotten to eat breakfast and
the aromas were as distracting as a sirens song.
But there was no time to lose.
Lorie texted him to take the next left. Then
again a few seconds later to say hed missed it
and to go back. Dylan blessed the phones GPS
and did a u-turn. The road became a lane, then a
trail, then a footpath. On he went, deeper into the
rainforest, and only pausing to swig down the
drinking water. Although the foliage offered some
shade, the sun was overwhelming. Never had
anything tasted as good as those sips of plastic-
bottled water.
Then came a hard uphill slog. The slope was
too steep to cycle and he dismounted. Exotic birds
cawed in the treetops. Their wings glinted with
deep metallic greens and blues.
While Dylans head was in the trees, the
footpath unexpectedly opened up onto a concrete
lattice wall. He peered through the lattice. There
it was! The Sandalwood Spa Resort, like a vision of
Nirvana. Pastel-tinted buildings fanned out from
the swimming pool, which boasted a fountain and
a poolside bar. The hotel architecture was all
pillars, archways, and cupolas, an odd mix of the
arabesque and a Mediterranean villa. Hotel guests
in swimwear were lounging around the pool, and
being pampered with cold drinks and delicacies.
The hotel staff wore outfits that looked like the
wardrobe from a performance of Aladdin,
complete with red turbans, long-tailed coats and
pink cummerbunds.
Dylan whistled.
So how do I get in?
Try the entrance. Lorie suggested.
Dylan approached the steel doors.
Please look into the camera, said an
automated voice.
Dylan lowered his head to the lens on the
security console beside the doors. A green laser
scanned his retinas.
Identity not recognised, said the voice.
Dylan pressed his hand against the scanner.
The green light lit up his palm.
Identity not recognised.
Can I speak to someone in authority, please,
Dylan said aloud and waving at the surveillance
cams overhead.
Identity not recognised, came the pre-
recorded answer.
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Briefly Dylan considered smashing the console
with a stone.
Please can I come in, he begged.
Please contact our customer representatives
for a brochure on our resort. Have a nice day,
said the recording.
And that was that, it was over. Hed failed.
Head down and shoulders slouching, he retreated
into the vegetation. Frustration screamed in his
head. So near and yet his mobile was ringing!
You cant give up now, Dylan.
It was Lories honeyed voice. This was a new
trick, using audio software in the Cloud to speak
rather than text.
Its over Lorie. Nice try but no cigar.
Maybe not. Ive spotted a back entrance.
Come on!
Five minutes later
Dylan found the exit. It
was deserted.
No security? he
asked, pressing the
mobile to his ear.
Well, someone just
got summoned to answer the phone.
Lorie giggled.
Dylan sneaked into the grounds, and directed
by Lorie, made his way to the conference suite.
He stepped into a hissing, air-conditioned
corridor.
Keep going, Lorie said.
He came to a door.
Thats the one, in you go!
Dylan lingered for a second. A second that
lasted an eternity. His mind raced through the last
six months of rejections and the failures. Images
from the last forty-eight hours jostled in his head.
Hed been on a quest, a foolhardy, lunatic quest.
And now it all came down to this moment.
He took a deep breath and entered.
Five men and one woman were grouped
around a conference table. The far end of the
room was dominated by an enormous 3D screen.
Graphics flashed across its surface, bar charts, pie
charts and graphs. The men wore expensive suits
and the woman was dripping with gold jewellery.
They froze like mannequins, wide-eyed and
mouths gaping. Two hours in the jungle had left
Dylan a dishevelled and sweaty sight.
Nobody spoke. Dylan coughed nervously.
Is this the cabaret? a stout American asked.
Everyone roared.
My names Dylan Howard and Ive perfected
the VPA. My programme fits the users needs like
a glove and its capable of intelligent thought.
The executives broke out with laughter.
Dearie, thats decades away, said the woman
in a cut glass British accent.
Her phone rang, as did every other phone in
the room. And each phone lit up to show Lorie,
perfect as a goddess, on the screen.
Listen to him. Im the living proof.
Somebody call security, the American said.
Dont, pleaded Dylan. Ive had to travel
halfway round the world.
You look like you walked every step of the
way, the British woman said and raised a
haughty eyebrow.
Without Lorie, I wouldve done. Im broke.
Without who?
My VPA.
That would be me, Lorie said, materialising
on the huge plasma screen.
Dylan clenched
his fists.
Every time
disaster struck she
was there to save
the day.
The British
woman placed her tablet on the table and said,
tell us more
Daylight was waning as Dylan enjoyed a
cocktail by the pool. On his lap were a bundle of
contracts. A new tablet, courtesy of the big six, lay
beside him. Lorie was looking out, beaming like
the sunshine.
You did it, she said.
It was true. The tale of how his VPA overcame
every obstacle and enabled him to make the
conference had gripped the executives. Dylan had
won them over.
Look at these digital rights, worth a few
million e-dollars, he said, and guzzled down the
fruity drink.
Congratulations.
Dylan reclined into the cushions on the deck
chair. So much had happened in the last forty-
eight hours that his mind was in a blur. Hed flown
around the world, caught a train, sailed in a ferry
and even rented a bike. Hed been helped out by
a flash mob, online surfers and even the old lady
with the outmoded mobile. Instructions were
translated, bills were paid, and reservations were
made. And it was thanks to Lorie. Thanks to her
things were on the up and up and there was
nothing to worry about. Or was there?
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Dylan sat up abruptly, gripping the empty How on Earth are we getting back to
glass. England?
Just one little thing, Lorie.
Which is?
Well, itll be a few weeks before these
cheques can be cashed. The End
And?

Source: http://www.amadeus.com/media/shape-the-future-of-travel/docs/AMA149536_Chase_to_Fortune_Island_LR.pdf
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Film: The Hundred-Foot Journey

Song: Rather be by Clean Bandit
21st Century Reading 3:
Career Path: The Power of Time Off
Video Scripts LIFE:
A Disappearing World
Dangerous Dining
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MOVIE: The Hundred-Foot Journey

MOVIE TIME!
The family of talented cook,
Hassan Kadam, has a life filled
with both culinary delights and
profound loss. Drifting through
The Hundred-Foot Europe after fleeing political
Journey violence in India, the Kadams
arrive in France. A chance auto
Genre:
accident and the kindness of a
Comedy/Drama/Family
young woman, Marguerite, inspire
Directed by Lasse Hallstrm
Papa Kadam to set up an Indian
Runtime: 122 minutes
restaurant there. Unfortunately,
Year: 2014
this puts the Kadams in direct
competition with the snobbish
Madame Mallory's acclaimed haute cuisine establishment across the street The
resulting rivalry eventually escalates and will change both sides forever.
(Adapted from http://www.imdb.com/title/tt2980648/plotsummary)

PRE-VIEWING TASKS

(A). INDIAN CUISINE: dipping ourselves into a world of spices.

1. You will be given small bottles that contain different spices. Perceive their scents and try to discover
the spices in each of them, matching them with the labels below.

Bottle N. Bottle
N. Bottle N. Bottle N. Bottle N.

TANDOORI
TURMERIC
MASALA

Bottle N. Bottle N. Bottle N. Bottle N. Bottle N.

2. Choose one bottle and make use of all your senses (smell, taste, sight, hearing and touch) to go
deeper into analysing the spice. Connect this sensory experience with past memories and bear these
questions in mind:
Does it remind you of a dish? Which one?
Did someone use to prepare this meal? Who?
Why is it relevant for you?
Does this spice bring other memories which are not related to food? Which ones?
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3. The following quote is part of the beginning of the film. What do you think the movie is about?
Which connections can you establish with the aromatic bottles and this extract?

Hassan: [narrating] And my mother was my instructor.

Mama: The sea urchins taste of life, don't you think? Life has its own flavor. Hidden in that shell, raw,
beautiful life.
Hassan: [narrating] It was an education for all of the senses.
Mama: But to cook, you must kill. You make ghosts. You cook to make ghosts. Spirits that live on in every
ingredient.
Hassan: [narrating] But mostly, I was taught.
Hassan: [Slurping] How to taste.
Mama: Can you taste them?

Taken from http://www.imdb.com/title/tt2980648/0

POST-VIEWING TASKS

(A). THE CHARACTERS: connecting the character to a theme or idea.

Think of at least three main issues that the film deals with and complete the chart taking into account
the leading characters and how their traits contribute to the development of those matters.

Character Theme: Theme: Theme:

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(B). STORYLINE: summarising the main events.

1. The quotes below, uttered by different characters in The Hundred-foot Journey, represent key
moments in the storyline. Recall the scenes in which they were used and put them in chronological
order.
2. Since the ending is missing, choose a quote that illustrates the final scene and copy it in the box.
3. Finally, write a short summary including the quotes given and the one of your choice
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(C). VOCABULARY BUILDING: becoming aware of language use through recipes.

1. Go through the recipes below and find out where they come from. Then, highlight vocabulary and
expressions related to food, ingredients, measures and ways of preparing dishes.
2. Design a semantic field grouping these lexical items within subcategories of your choice.
3. If you like any of them, give it a try and bring some for your teachers to taste!!!
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(D). CRITICAL THINKING:

1. In groups, read the phrases in the images and discuss your opinion on their content.
2. Individually, choose one and write a 150-word paragraph expressing your views.
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(E). MAKING CONNECTIONS:

How can you connect the themes or conflicts analysed in The Hundred-foot Journey with the topics dealt
with in Units 5 & 6 in our coursebook Life?
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SONG: Rather Be by Clean Bandit ft Jess Glynne

1. PRE-VIEWING TASKS
1.1 What do you know about the band Clean Bandit?
1.2 Click on the link below and watch a BBC interview published in
2014, where Grace and Neil chat to Charlie and Naga on BBC
Breakfast. Jot down the information you feel most interested in and
find answers to these questions:
a. Now that their music is being played all
the time, how do they feel about playing it themselves?


b. Where did they film the video Rather be? Who were the
people that appeared in the bar? Explain.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NLlc0zC9cdk
c. How did the group get together?


d. How do they describe themselves?

1.3 Read the following quotes and discuss their meaning. Do you agree with what they state? In
which contexts would you use them?
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2. WHILE-LISTENING-VIEWING TASKS

2.1 Watch the official video of Rather be available at https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m-

M1AtrxztU. In one sentence express who you can see on screen and where this person is. What do
you know about this place? The song mentions Kyoto and The Bay, how are these two places related
to the video? Find out more about them.
From Kyoto (it is a city located in the central part of the
island of Honshu, Japan. It has a population close to 1.5
million. It was formerly the Imperial capital of Japan for
more than one thousand years. It is now the capital city
of Kyoto Prefecture located in the Kansai region, as well
as a major part of the Kyoto-Osaka-Kobe metropolitan
area. Kyoto is also known as the thousand-year capital)
to the Tokyo Bay (it is a bay located in the southern
Kant region of Japan that spans the coasts
of Tokyo, Kanagawa Prefecture, and Chiba Prefecture.
Tokyo Bay is connected to the Pacific Ocean by
the Uraga Channel. Its old name was Edo Bay. The
Tokyo Bay region is both the most populous and largest
industrialized area in Japan)

2.2 Now watch the video again and say which cultural aspects you can perceive through the actions
shown.
2.3 Before listening to the song, replace the definitions in brackets with the words/phrases in the box.
Also, paraphrase in your own words the fragments which appear in bold. Then, listen to the song
and check.
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3. POST-LISTENING-VIEWING TASKS

3.1. The song and its meaning: Match the lines below with what they might
represent.
1. "We're a thousand miles from comfort...
a. It's more important than place
2. "I would wait forever... As long as I am with
b. It's more important than time
you."
c. It's more important than pleasure
3. "When I am with you, there's no place I'd
rather be."

3.2. The song and you:

a. What is the song or person that makes you think theres no other place Id rather
be (l.4).?
b. Through the video, we see how the ordinary life of a cook in Tokyo starts
becoming extraordinary. She obsesses about the song Rather Be and starts seeing
Clean Bandit band members everywhere. Ever felt like a song's always with you? Not
just because it's always being played on every radio station,
but more because you so identify with the words and the
rhythm that you can't stop hearing it in your heart. Identify
those songs, the songs that are YOUR songs, and share them
with the partner.
c. "We're different and the same, get you another name."
(l.11). This line has been explained as Love is meant to be about making that
special other's differences your complement . Do you agree with this
interpretation? Why (not)?

3.3. What connections can you find between the song/video and the topics in Units 5 & 6 in LIFE?

3.4. Write a paragraph (80 to 100 words) expressing your views on one of the topics below.
Provide a suitable title.
a. When Im with XXX, theres no other place Id rather be.
b. Good company is what really matters when travelling.
c. Love is what makes the world go round.
d. Music is all I need to be in a good mood.

Sources:
http://www.musicinsideu.com/2014/04/rather-be-clean-bandit-ft-jess-glynne.html
http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/cleanbandit/ratherbe.html
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Unit 5 21st Century Reading 3 TED Talks

Unit 5: Career Paths

Lesson A Lesson B

Reading text: My year in the Ted talk: The Power of Time Off
Arctic (pp. 74 to 81) (pp. 82 to 87)

You can access this material on the 21st Century Reading Album on our Facebook group.
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Life - Intermediate Students Book video scripts

Intermediate Students Book

Life VIDEO SCRIPTS
Video script of the video in UNIT 5 Travel: A Disappearing World
Task: Go over it and highlight interesting expressions.

00.1400.52 Its September in the Congo, just north of the equator. An expedition unlike any other is
beginning. A team of scientists and researchers is travelling almost 2,000 kilometres through a rain
forest that covers over 150,000 square kilometres! Their aim is to make a scientific record of a world
which could be disappearing from Earth the Congo Basin. Dr Michael Fay is a scientist from the
Wildlife Conservation Society.
Hes leading the expedition he calls The Megatransect, or the big crossing.
According to Fay, if they dont document the wildlife here now, there may never be another chance
to do it.
00.5301.10 Michael Fay What Im trying to do, in a desperate way, is to show the world that were
just about to lose the last little gem in the African continent. And, if we dont do something now, if
we dont do it today, we can forget about it.
01.1101.32 The Congo Basin contains almost one quarter of the worlds rain forests. It may have up
to half of all the wild plants and animals found in all of Africa.
Fays plan is to collect and record data on almost every part of the rain forest. He wants to document
the trees, the plants and the animals that he sees there. Its a job thats going to take time.
01.3401.53 After eight months of travelling, the team is now in Gabon. Their next challenge is to
reach a group of strange hills that are made of stone and which rise far above the forest floor. At last,
the men reach the hills and begin to walk up. Suddenly, they realise that theyre finally above the
tops of the trees.
01.5402.09 Michael Fay We can see a long way here, you know, 70 or 80 kilometres in every
direction. And we can see 360 degrees around. There are no humans. Theres not a single village,
theres not a single road. Its an amazing place.
02.1102.15 The team continues. They can hear their next challenge before they reach it. Rapids!
02.2002.50 Michael Fay OK, wow!
The Kongou Chutes are an important part of the landscape that the team wants to protect. This land
of fast water and old forests is in danger because of logging.
Right now, the team has a more immediate problem. They must cross the dangerous river here. Its
only a few hundred metres wide, but the team must use guide ropes, stepping stones and everything
they know to get across. It takes a full day and theres still a long way to go!
02.5302.57 After more than a year, the team finally reaches the end of their travels.
02.5803.06 Michael Fay Wed been walking in the woods in our own little world for fifteen months
and now it was over. I was overwhelmed.
03.07end Dr Fays expedition walked through some of the wildest lands of Africa. They documented
as many of the things they found as possible. And they did it all in an attempt to save a disappearing
world.
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Video script of the video in UNIT 6 Well-being: Dangerous Dining

Task: Go over it and highlight interesting expressions.
Part 1
00.1600.52 Fish is a major food in Japan. Every morning, thousands of fish sellers crowd the famous Tsukiji
seafood market in Tokyo. Here, no product has a higher price than the one thats the most dangerous the
puffer fish, or fugu. Eating this fish is like playing a dangerous game. If a person gets a piece that has poison
in it, he or she may die! Despite the danger, fugu appears on more than 80 menus in the Asakusa restaurant
area of Tokyo. The puffer is so ugly, its cute, but it doesnt fool most diners.
00.5501.18 Tom Caradonna has come to Tokyo for the complete fugu experience, and hes brought his
friend, Aki. Wisely, Tom has chosen to eat at the famous Matsumoto restaurant. This fugu restaurant is 120
years old and its well-known for its careful preparation of puffer fish. Thats important when youre taking
risks with a toxin that is 1,000 times stronger than cyanide!
01.1901.25 Ive heard stories about people dying by trying the fugu, but it hasnt really concerned me.
01.2601.39 Even though Tom isnt too worried to try fugu, there is a big risk. Over the years, hundreds of
people have died from eating it. Chef Hayashi is the one who must prepare the fish safely so that Tom and
Aki dont get sick.
01.4001.55 Itll be fine, dont worry. Ive been doing this for 53 years. I took the exam in 1949 and passed.
This is my fugu chef licence.
01.5602.39 After World War II, there were many deaths from eating fugu. Many Japanese people were very
hungry, and some looked for food in restaurant rubbish. Sometimes they found fugu which had been thrown
out. When they cooked and ate the fish, they got sick or died. Eventually, General Douglas MacArthur, who
led the US forces in Japan, created strict controls and regulations. Fugu chefs had to get licences for
preparing and serving puffer fish. Even with more regulations, fugu killed 2,500 Japanese people between
1945 and 1975.
Regulations and education have cut the number of deaths to only three annually, but many diners still get
sick.
02.4002.49 About 70 per cent of the poisonings happen in private homes where people catch and prepare
fugu on their own and get poisoned. Thats most common.
Part 2
02.5203.01 At the Tokyo University of Fisheries, Yuji Nagashima studies fugu poison carefully. He hopes to
develop an anti-toxin, a medicine that will stop people from dying from fugu poisoning.
03.0203.15 A tiger fugu has enough toxin to kill 30 people. The toxin itself, to give you an idea, is 1,000
times stronger than cyanide.
03.1803.38 One milligram of the toxin is strong enough to kill a person. It kills by paralysing peoples nerves
so that the poisoned person cant move. It also paralyses the lungs so that they cant breathe. The only way
to save them is to use a respirator. This special machine can breathe for them until the toxin wears off.
03.3903.48 This is the heart. These are the gills. They are poison.
03.4904.08 Toxins make about half of the puffer fish impossible to eat. Chef Hayashi throws those parts out
and then cuts the remaining flesh very thinly. He then places the fugu on a plate in the shape of a
chrysanthemum, a beautiful flower thats popular in Japan. Appropriately, its also a common flower at
funerals!
04.1504.18 Still breathing? I can still breathe!
04.2004.35 A fugu meal is usually eight different dishes, including sake that is topped with a cooked fugu fin
And I still feel fine! And grilled fugu. I think thats the best.
04.3704.48 The puffer fish may be dangerous, but for some its a delicious meal. Luckily, Tom has survived
his dangerous dining experience at least this time!
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The following units have been specifically chosen from English Vocabulary in Use (Upper
intermediate) to match the topics dealt with in Units 5 & 6 (Travel & Well-being) in our
course book Life. They are meant to help you revise, consolidate and
enlarge your vocabulary repertoire. It is important that you do them
systematically so that you can put them into practice in class for oral work
and in all the writing tasks assigned.

We consider this self-study, so it is your responsibility to cover them

all and ask us for help in case of doubts. Once you complete a unit, tick it
so that you keep a record of what you have covered and what is still to be done.
Remember that we will have a progress check on these units on
. So be strategic and plan a number of units per week so that you
can reach the deadline in perfect shape !

ENGLISH VOCABULARY IN USE (Upper-Intermediate)

Unit 21: Food

Unit 29: Health & Lifestyle

Unit 30: Travel

Unit 31: Holidays

Unit 40: Belief & Opinion

Unit 46: Praising & Criticising

Unit 47: Emotions & Moods

Unit 48: Commenting on Problematic Situations

Unit 64: Referring Words

Unit 66: Linking Words in Writing

Unit 70: Prefixes

Unit 72: Abstract Nouns

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The following units have been specifically chosen from My Grammar Lab (Intermediate) to
match the grammar areas dealt with in Units 5 & 6 (Travel & Well-being) in our course
book Life. They are meant to help you revise and consolidate your grammar. It
is crucial that you do them systematically so that you can speak and write
accurately.
We consider this self-study, so it is your responsibility to cover them all
and ask us for help in case of doubts. Once you complete a unit, tick it so that
you keep a record of what you have covered and what is still to be done.
Remember that we will have a progress check on these units on
. So be strategic and plan a number of units per week so that you
can reach the deadline in perfect shape !

MY GRAMMAR LAB (Intermediate)

Module 7: Present Perfect

38: Present Perfect or Past Simple?
39: Present Perfect Continuous
40: Present Perfect Simple or Continuous?

Module 9: Modal Verbs

46: Ability & Possibility
49: Rules
50: Necessary & unnecessary actions
51: Advice & criticism
52: Permission
53: Requests and Suggestions; offers, promises & warnings

Module 10: Conditionals

54: Present & Future Conditions

Module 17: Word Combinations

87: Common Collocations
88: Adjective or noun + preposition
89: Verb + preposition (1)
90: Verb + preposition (2)
91: Phrasal Verbs
92: Confusing Verbs (1)
93: Confusing Verbs (2)
94: Confusing Adjectives
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Unit 4:
From Paragraphs to Essays
[Pages 90 to 113]
Descriptive Essays
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CHECKLIST 5
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PROJECT WORK: The Proof is in the Pudding

Since Well-being is a topic of importance for us, we will embark on a task
related to this from the perspective of eating habits. For this project, which
you will hand in in two parts (Parts A & B), get into groups of four: two
students belonging to the teachers group and two students from the
translators group.
Part A will include section 1: Getting Started and
section 2: Differentiated Tasks (for Teachers).
Part B will include section 2: Differentiated Tasks (for Translators) and
section 3: Mixing and mingling.

Submission Deadline: August 22nd

1. Getting started

To get immersed into the topic of healthy eating, we need you to:
read the text Food Revolution,
watch the Ted Talk Teach Every Child about Food and
do the activities in the worksheets on pp. 78 to 85 & 86 to 90 respectively.
This material is available in the 21st Century Reading Album on our Facebook group and you can
access the Ted Talk at https://www.ted.com/talks/jamie_oliver?language=en

Unit 6: Food for Life

Lesson A Lesson B

Reading text: Food Revolution (pp. Ted talk: Teach Every Child about
78 to 85) Food (pp. 86 to 91)
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Once you have read the text, watched the video and worked with the guidelines, make a clean copy
of only the following tasks to hand in:

Critical Thinking: Reading Passage (P.85)

1. Applying: How are your eating habits similar to or different from the habits mentioned in the
reading passage?

2. Reflecting: Oliver wants supermarkets to hire food ambassadors. What do you think the role
of a food ambassador would be? Do you think its a good idea? Why (not)?

Critical Thinking: Ted Talk (P. 89 - 90)

1. Inferring: Jamie Oliver talks about children not using cutlery. Why do you think its a
problem that kids do not use knives and forks?
2. Evaluating: do you think the wheelbarrow of sugar helped Oliver make his point?
What do you think it added to his presentation?
3. Reflecting: Oliver says that every child should know how to cook ten recipes that will
save their life. List ten meals you think are important to know how to make. What
makes these ten healthy and life-saving?

2. Differentiated tasks

The tasks that follow have different instructions for Teachers & Translators, so read the section that
corresponds to your selection of course of study.

For Teachers
A. Watch Season 1 Episode 1 of Jamies School Dinners (2005) and answer the following
questions:

What are the challenges Jamie faces to change the

menu at Kidbrooke School?

Why does he want to change it?

What are the students views on the regular menu and

Jamies alternative?

What do nutritionists say about the regular menu?

How does Jamie prepare low-budget but healthy

school dinners?

Can you draw any connections between the issues

presented in this episode and any experiences you
may have had during your school/uni life? Which
ones?
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B. Analyse the information provided in Jamies Ted Talk (the one you watched in the
Getting-Started Stage) and School Dinners on healthy eating in terms of tips,
suggestions and steps to follow, among other possible analyses and then:
jot down notes on the most salient aspects of the ideas he puts forward.
taking them into account, design a survey (8 questions) to carry out among your
classmates to gather data on the kind of food served at the cafeteria in our
university.
then, write a paragraph to report your findings and illustrate it with graphic
information.

For Translators
A. Watch Season 1 Episode 1 of Jamies America Road Trip (2009), available at
http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x1z3khy_jamies-american-road-trip-e01_travel, and
answer the following questions:
What stereotypes of the Mexican culture can you
identify in this episode?

What differences does Jamie perceive as regards the role

families play in the Mexican and British societies?

How is the issue of opportunity present here?

What is the role of food for the Mexican community

depicted in this show?

What are the main characteristics of Mexican-American

food?

Can you draw any connections between the issues

presented in this episode and any experiences you may
have had in your life? Which ones?

B. Explore the cultural aspects shown in this episode and design an illustrated
encyclopedic dictionary entry that will reflect the traditions of Mexican people in the
US, their typical dishes and any other features that you consider relevant. To do so,
follow these steps:
discuss what you understand by illustrated encyclopedic dictionay entry. Explore
the meaning and characteristics of an encyclopedia and look for examples to get
inspiration for your own entry.
come up with a broad thematic entry that allows you to comprise 6 words and/or
expressions that are closely connected to the topic of your choice,
design your entry including these words pronunciations, categories, translations,
definitions, collocations and examples.
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Here is one possible example of an illustrated encyclopedic dictionay entry:

Tex-Mex cuisine is a fusion of Texan and Mexican food rooted in two cultures: Texans of Spanish or
Mexican heritage and Mexican immigrants who came largely from Northern Mexico. Tex-Mex dishes
consist of a mixture of ingredients found in the United States
with the particular signature of Mexican gastronomy, making
them unique in flavor and distinctive from the ones in the
Mexico. Common ingredients in this type of culinary style are
shredded cheese, meat (particularly beef and pork), beans,
and spices like cumin, in addition to flour tortillas. The most
popular inventions known in this cuisine are Real Texas Chili
Con Carne, Steak Fajitas, Cheese Enchiladas and Shakshuka, to
mention a few.

Consulted source: http://www.seriouseats.com/2014/06/8-essential-tex-mex-dishes.html

3. Mixing and mingling

Now, teachers and translators will work together again.

A. Share the content and the answers to everything you did in the previous tasks.
Edit and compile what you have done to hand in a joint copy of the differentiated
tasks.
B. Drawing information from all the materials you have worked with (texts, Ted
Talks & videos), design:
a balanced menu for the cafeteria at FaDeL, Comahue University in
which you will include a typical dish from Argentina. (See sample menu
below).
an illustrated recipe of this typical dish from Argentina which should be
healthy and fit a low-cost budget. Justify your choice in a short paragraph. (See
sample illustrated recipe below).

For the menu and the recipe, you will need to use the information gathered in the survey
(Teachers). You can use the recipes from the movie The Hundred-Foot Journey as a model or the
following one taken from Jamie Magazine issue 6 Oct/Nov 2009.
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Picture from: http://www.nottinghamshire.gov.uk/media/1923/school-meals-classic-menu.pdf

We hope you can both enjoy this project and put all your creativity at work!