Номер 2, страница 130 - гдз по английскому языку 10 класс (starlight) учебник Баранова, Дули

Module five.

Modern Living.

Unit five point one.

Exercise two.

Page one hundred and thirty.

The designer.

But why do you want to be a fashion designer? You could go to any university in the country with the grades you've got, and you want to go to fashion school? Tanya bowed her head further over the piece of silk she was working on, and continued to sew the small bright beads onto the fine cloth with quiet determination.

She knew her father was exasperated with her decision, but it wasn't going to affect her resolve in any way. He could question her over and over and insist on the ridiculousness of the idea, but she was going to be a fashion designer no matter what. It was all she had ever wanted to do.

Tanya thought back to when she had first picked up a needle and thread. Her grandmother had made most of her own clothes, and when Tanya was very small, she had loved to watch her cutting the cloth and stitching it together with meticulous skill.

Bit by bit, under her grandmother's careful instruction, she had learned the craft herself. Once she had mastered the basic skills, Tanya had become adventurous and started designing her own creations. She had a wild sense of color, and liked to make clothes that stood out for the contrast in the colors, patterns, and the different types of cloth that she used. There was no doubting her creativity. Her art teacher at school had nothing but praise for her talent and encouraged her to develop it further.

But not everyone was quite as sympathetic to Tanya's dream of becoming a star in the world of fashion. Her brother, Dmitri, made no attempt to hide his contempt for her obsession with fashion. As far as he was concerned, clothes were just something you threw on in the morning before going out into the outside world. As long as they were clean and didn't have holes in them, that was all that mattered. He regarded anyone who paid attention to fashions and trends as simply a victim of peer pressure and advertising.

Dmitri was very fond of telling her that anyone with any sense or intelligence would put their energy into doing something that mattered in the world, like becoming a scientist. He sounded just like her father.

But she wouldn't listen. Her mind was already made up. She had been offered a place at one of the most prestigious schools of art and design in the country, and nothing would deter her from taking her place there.

Of course, she knew the road to fulfilling her dreams would be a long, hard one. She had a plan mapped out, and she was going to follow it through.

Fortunately, she did have support within the family. Her grandmother never failed to boast about her talent to anyone who would listen. And her mother, although she didn't make a song and dance about it, was also proud of her. Tanya looked up from her work and gazed into her father's troubled face. She smiled at him. 'You know, Dad, we've had this conversation countless times now,' she said gently. 'And the thing is, underneath it all, you know I've made the right decision for my life.'

'This is what I'm good at.'

'What would you rather I did with my life?'

'Something that gives me a deep sense of satisfaction and fulfillment, or something that would make me unhappy?' Her father's face brightened, and he chuckled. 'Well, one thing is for certain,' he said as he patted her on the shoulder, 'no one could ever accuse you of lacking confidence in your own abilities, and that is definitely a good thing.'

'You know I only want the best for you.'