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niedziela, 2 czerwca 2013
Catching Fire - Chapter 1 (15)
FISZKOTEKA
“Don't worry, I'm taking them off here,” I say, leaving my shoes on the mat.
My mother gives an odd, breathy laugh and removes the game bag loaded with
supplies from my shoulder. “It's just snow. Did you have a nice walk?”
“Walk?” She knows I've been in the woods half the night. Then I see the man
standing behind her in the kitchen doorway. One look at his tailored suit and
surgically perfected features and I know he's from the Capitol. Something is
wrong. “It was more like skating. It's really getting slippery out there.”
“Someone's here to see you,” says my mother. Her face is too pale and I can
hear the anxiety she's trying to hide.
“I thought they weren't due until noon.” I pretend not to notice her state. “Did
Cinna come early to help me get ready?”
“No, Katniss, it's —” my mother begins.
“This way, please, Miss Everdeen,” says the man. He gestures down the
hallway. It's weird to be ushered around your own home, but I know better than
to comment on it.
As I go, I give my mother a reassuring smile over my shoulder. “Probably more
instructions for the tour.” They've been sending me all kinds of stuff about my
itinerary and what protocol will be observed in each district. But as I walk toward
the door of the study, a door I have never even seen closed until this moment, I
can feel my mind begin to race. Who is here? What do they want? Why is my
mother so pale?
ściągam buty - take shoes off,
dziwny - odd,
lekko chropawy - breathy,
zsuwać - remove,
prowiant - supplies,
framuga drzwi - doorway,
dopasowany garnitur - tailored suit,
udoskonalony - perfected,
rysu twarzy - features,
spodziewałam się gości dopiero w południe - I thought they weren't due until noon,
szykować się - get ready,
przedpokój/korytarz - hallway,
wprowadzić - usher,
być wprowadzanym - be ushered,
dodający otuchy - reassuring,
plan podróży - itinerary,
w kierunku - toward,
różne myśli przelatują mi przez głowę - my mind begin to race,
sobota, 1 czerwca 2013
Catching Fire - Chapter 1 (14)
FISZKOTEKA
Peeta smiles and douses Haymitch's knife in white liquor from a bottle on the
floor. He wipes the blade clean on his shirttail and slices the bread. Peeta keeps
all of us in fresh baked goods. I hunt. He bakes. Haymitch drinks. We have our
own ways to stay busy, to keep thoughts of our time as contestants in the
Hunger Games at bay. It's not until he's handed Haymitch the heel that he even
looks at me for the first time. “Would you like a piece?”
“No, I ate at the Hob,” I say. “But thank you.” My voice doesn't sound like my
own, it's so formal. Just as it's been every time I've spoken to Peeta since the
cameras finished filming our happy homecoming and we returned to our real
lives.
“You're welcome,” he says back stiffly.
Haymitch tosses his shirt somewhere into the mess. “Brrr. You two have got a
lot of warming up to do before showtime.”
He's right, of course. The audience will be expecting the pair of lovebirds who
won the Hunger Games. Not two people who can barely look each other in the
eye. But all I say is, “Take a bath, Haymitch.” Then I swing out the window, drop
to the ground, and head across the green to my house.
The snow has begun to stick and I leave a trail of footprints behind me. At the
front door, I pause to knock the wet stuff from my shoes before I go in. My
mother's been working day and night to make everything perfect for the
cameras, so it's no time to be tracking up her shiny floors. I've barely stepped
inside when she's there, holding my arm as if to stop me.
oblać - douse,
ostrze - blade,
ciąć na plasterki - slice,
ciąć chleb na plasterki - slice the bread,
dobra - goods,
zawodnik - contestants,
powrót do domu - homecoming,
chłodno/ z dystansem - stiffly,
toss sth into sth - rzucić coś w coś,
rozgrzewka - worming up,
gruchające gołąbki,
spojrzeć komuś w oczy - look sb in the eye,
ślad - trail,
odciski stopy - footprints,
strącić - knock,
zabrudzić podłogę,
jakby - as if,
Peeta smiles and douses Haymitch's knife in white liquor from a bottle on the
floor. He wipes the blade clean on his shirttail and slices the bread. Peeta keeps
all of us in fresh baked goods. I hunt. He bakes. Haymitch drinks. We have our
own ways to stay busy, to keep thoughts of our time as contestants in the
Hunger Games at bay. It's not until he's handed Haymitch the heel that he even
looks at me for the first time. “Would you like a piece?”
“No, I ate at the Hob,” I say. “But thank you.” My voice doesn't sound like my
own, it's so formal. Just as it's been every time I've spoken to Peeta since the
cameras finished filming our happy homecoming and we returned to our real
lives.
“You're welcome,” he says back stiffly.
Haymitch tosses his shirt somewhere into the mess. “Brrr. You two have got a
lot of warming up to do before showtime.”
He's right, of course. The audience will be expecting the pair of lovebirds who
won the Hunger Games. Not two people who can barely look each other in the
eye. But all I say is, “Take a bath, Haymitch.” Then I swing out the window, drop
to the ground, and head across the green to my house.
The snow has begun to stick and I leave a trail of footprints behind me. At the
front door, I pause to knock the wet stuff from my shoes before I go in. My
mother's been working day and night to make everything perfect for the
cameras, so it's no time to be tracking up her shiny floors. I've barely stepped
inside when she's there, holding my arm as if to stop me.
oblać - douse,
ostrze - blade,
ciąć na plasterki - slice,
ciąć chleb na plasterki - slice the bread,
dobra - goods,
zawodnik - contestants,
powrót do domu - homecoming,
chłodno/ z dystansem - stiffly,
toss sth into sth - rzucić coś w coś,
rozgrzewka - worming up,
gruchające gołąbki,
spojrzeć komuś w oczy - look sb in the eye,
ślad - trail,
odciski stopy - footprints,
strącić - knock,
zabrudzić podłogę,
jakby - as if,
poniedziałek, 20 maja 2013
Catching Fire - Chapter 1 (13)
FISZKOTEKA
Spewing profanity, he slashes the air a few moments before coming to his
senses. He wipes his face on his shirtsleeve and turns to the windowsill where I
perch, just in case I need to make a quick exit.
“What are you doing?” he sputters.
“You told me to wake you an hour before the cameras come,” I say.
“What?” he says.
“Your idea,” I insist.
He seems to remember. “Why am I all wet?”
“I couldn't shake you awake,” I say. “Look, if you wanted to be babied, you
should have asked Peeta.”
“Asked me what?” Just the sound of his voice twists my stomach into a knot of
unpleasant emotions like guilt, sadness, and fear. And longing. I might as well
admit there's some of that, too. Only it has too much competition to ever win
out.
I watch as Peeta crosses to the table, the sunlight from the window picking up
the glint of fresh snow in his blond hair. He looks strong and healthy, so
different from the sick, starving boy I knew in the arena, and you can barely
even notice his limp now. He sets a loaf of fresh-baked bread on the table and
holds out his hand to Haymitch.
“Asked you to wake me without giving me pneumonia,” says Haymitch, passing
over his knife. He pulls off his filthy shirt, revealing an equally soiled undershirt,
and rubs himself down with the dry part.
spew - bluzgać,
profanity - przekleństwo,
bluzgać przekleństwami - spew profanity,
przeciąć - slash,
pójść po rozum do głowy - come to your senses,
wytrzeć coś o coś - wipe sth on sth,
wytarł twarz o kawałek koszulki - He wipes his face on his shirtsleeve,
rękak koszuli - shirtsleeve,
parapet - windowsill,
siadać - perch,
na wszelki wypadek - just in case,
bełkotać - sputter,
uparcie twierdzić - insist,
skręcić coś w coś - twist sth into sth,
poczucie winy - guilt,
tęsknota - longing,
odnieść sukces - win out,
błyszczeć - glint,
być bardzo głodnym - be starving,
słaby - limp,
obrzydliwy - filthy,
odsłaniający - revealing,
jednakowo - equally,
pobrudzony - soiled,
osuszam się ręcznikiem - rub myself down with towel,
wyciągać rękę do - hold out hand to,
Spewing profanity, he slashes the air a few moments before coming to his
senses. He wipes his face on his shirtsleeve and turns to the windowsill where I
perch, just in case I need to make a quick exit.
“What are you doing?” he sputters.
“You told me to wake you an hour before the cameras come,” I say.
“What?” he says.
“Your idea,” I insist.
He seems to remember. “Why am I all wet?”
“I couldn't shake you awake,” I say. “Look, if you wanted to be babied, you
should have asked Peeta.”
“Asked me what?” Just the sound of his voice twists my stomach into a knot of
unpleasant emotions like guilt, sadness, and fear. And longing. I might as well
admit there's some of that, too. Only it has too much competition to ever win
out.
I watch as Peeta crosses to the table, the sunlight from the window picking up
the glint of fresh snow in his blond hair. He looks strong and healthy, so
different from the sick, starving boy I knew in the arena, and you can barely
even notice his limp now. He sets a loaf of fresh-baked bread on the table and
holds out his hand to Haymitch.
“Asked you to wake me without giving me pneumonia,” says Haymitch, passing
over his knife. He pulls off his filthy shirt, revealing an equally soiled undershirt,
and rubs himself down with the dry part.
spew - bluzgać,
profanity - przekleństwo,
bluzgać przekleństwami - spew profanity,
przeciąć - slash,
pójść po rozum do głowy - come to your senses,
wytrzeć coś o coś - wipe sth on sth,
wytarł twarz o kawałek koszulki - He wipes his face on his shirtsleeve,
rękak koszuli - shirtsleeve,
parapet - windowsill,
siadać - perch,
na wszelki wypadek - just in case,
bełkotać - sputter,
uparcie twierdzić - insist,
skręcić coś w coś - twist sth into sth,
poczucie winy - guilt,
tęsknota - longing,
odnieść sukces - win out,
błyszczeć - glint,
być bardzo głodnym - be starving,
słaby - limp,
obrzydliwy - filthy,
odsłaniający - revealing,
jednakowo - equally,
pobrudzony - soiled,
osuszam się ręcznikiem - rub myself down with towel,
wyciągać rękę do - hold out hand to,
czwartek, 9 maja 2013
Catching Fire - Chapter 1 (12)
FISZKOTEKA
My nose immediately wrinkles in disgust. Haymitch refuses to let anyone in to
clean and does a poor job himself. Over the years the odors of liquor and vomit,
boiled cabbage and burned meat, unwashed clothes and mouse droppings
have intermingled into a stench that brings tears to my eyes. I wade through a
litter of discarded wrappings, broken glass, and bones to where I know I will find
Haymitch. He sits at the kitchen table, his arms sprawled across the wood, his
face in a puddle of liquor, snoring his head off.
I nudge his shoulder. “Get up!” I say loudly, because I've learned there's no
subtle way to wake him. His snoring stops for a moment, questioningly, and
then resumes. I push him harder. “Get up, Haymitch. It's tour day!” I force the
window up, inhaling deep breaths of the clean air outside. My feet shift through
the garbage on the floor, and I unearth a tin coffeepot and fill it at the sink. The
stove isn't completely out and I manage to coax the few live coals into a flame. I
pour some ground coffee into the pot, enough to make sure the resulting brew
will be good and strong, and set it on the stove to boil.
Haymitch is still dead to the world. Since nothing else has worked, I fill a basin
with icy cold water, dump it on his head, and spring out of the way. A guttural
animal sound comes from his throat. He jumps up, kicking his chair ten feet
behind him and wielding a knife. I forgot he always sleeps with one clutched in
his hand. I should have pried it from his fingers, but I've had a lot on my mind.
zmarszczyć - wrinkle,
odmawiać, nie zgodzić się - refuse,
odór - odor,
wymioty - vomit,
gotowany - boiled,
kaupusta - cabbage,
nieumyty - unwashed,
łajno - droppings,
wymieszać, zlewać się z - intermingle,
smród - stench,
brodzic przez - wade through,
wyrzucać - discard,
opakowanie - wrapping,
rozciągać się - sprawl,
kałuża - puddle,
chrapanie - snoring,
zapobiegać czemuś - head off,
szturchnąć - nudge,
subtelny - subtle,
pytająco - questioningly,
wznawiać - resume,
przesunąć - shift,
śmieci - garbage,
wydobywać, ujawniać - unearth,
blaszany - tin,
napełnić to w zlewie - fill it at the sink,
kuchenka - stove,
zdołać - manage,
namówić - coax,
płomień - flame,
nalewać - pour,
garnek - pot,
parzyć(herbatę) - brew,
nastawiłam to na kuchenkę - set it on the stove,
miska - besin,
wyrzucić to na - dump it on,
wyskoczyć z czegoś - spring out of sth,
gardłowy - guttural,
władać bronią - wield,
trzymać kurczowo w ręce - clutch in hand,
Mam dużo problemów - I have a lot on my mind,
My nose immediately wrinkles in disgust. Haymitch refuses to let anyone in to
clean and does a poor job himself. Over the years the odors of liquor and vomit,
boiled cabbage and burned meat, unwashed clothes and mouse droppings
have intermingled into a stench that brings tears to my eyes. I wade through a
litter of discarded wrappings, broken glass, and bones to where I know I will find
Haymitch. He sits at the kitchen table, his arms sprawled across the wood, his
face in a puddle of liquor, snoring his head off.
I nudge his shoulder. “Get up!” I say loudly, because I've learned there's no
subtle way to wake him. His snoring stops for a moment, questioningly, and
then resumes. I push him harder. “Get up, Haymitch. It's tour day!” I force the
window up, inhaling deep breaths of the clean air outside. My feet shift through
the garbage on the floor, and I unearth a tin coffeepot and fill it at the sink. The
stove isn't completely out and I manage to coax the few live coals into a flame. I
pour some ground coffee into the pot, enough to make sure the resulting brew
will be good and strong, and set it on the stove to boil.
Haymitch is still dead to the world. Since nothing else has worked, I fill a basin
with icy cold water, dump it on his head, and spring out of the way. A guttural
animal sound comes from his throat. He jumps up, kicking his chair ten feet
behind him and wielding a knife. I forgot he always sleeps with one clutched in
his hand. I should have pried it from his fingers, but I've had a lot on my mind.
zmarszczyć - wrinkle,
odmawiać, nie zgodzić się - refuse,
odór - odor,
wymioty - vomit,
gotowany - boiled,
kaupusta - cabbage,
nieumyty - unwashed,
łajno - droppings,
wymieszać, zlewać się z - intermingle,
smród - stench,
brodzic przez - wade through,
wyrzucać - discard,
opakowanie - wrapping,
rozciągać się - sprawl,
kałuża - puddle,
chrapanie - snoring,
zapobiegać czemuś - head off,
szturchnąć - nudge,
subtelny - subtle,
pytająco - questioningly,
wznawiać - resume,
przesunąć - shift,
śmieci - garbage,
wydobywać, ujawniać - unearth,
blaszany - tin,
napełnić to w zlewie - fill it at the sink,
kuchenka - stove,
zdołać - manage,
namówić - coax,
płomień - flame,
nalewać - pour,
garnek - pot,
parzyć(herbatę) - brew,
nastawiłam to na kuchenkę - set it on the stove,
miska - besin,
wyrzucić to na - dump it on,
wyskoczyć z czegoś - spring out of sth,
gardłowy - guttural,
władać bronią - wield,
trzymać kurczowo w ręce - clutch in hand,
Mam dużo problemów - I have a lot on my mind,
wtorek, 2 kwietnia 2013
Catching Fire - Chapter 1 (10)
FISZKOTEKA
“Aren't you supposed to be on a train?” he asks me.
“They're collecting me at noon,” I answer.
“Shouldn't you look better?” he asks in a loud whisper. I can't help smiling at his
teasing, in spite of my mood. “Maybe a ribbon in your hair or something?” He
flicks my braid with his hand and I brush him away.
“Don't worry. By the time they get through with me I'll be unrecognizable,” I say.
“Good,” he says. “Let's show a little district pride for a change, Miss Everdeen.
Hm?” He shakes his head at Greasy Sae in mock disapproval and walks off to
join his friends.
“I'll want that bowl back,” Greasy Sae calls after him, but since she's laughing,
she doesn't sound particularly stern. “Gale going to see you off?” she asks me.
“No, he wasn't on the list,” I say. “I saw him Sunday, though.”
“Think he'd have made the list. Him being your cousin and all,” she says wryly.
It's just one more part of the lie the Capitol has concocted. When Peeta and I
made it into the final eight in the Hunger Games, they sent reporters to do
personal stories about us. When they asked about my friends, everyone
directed them to Gale. But it wouldn't do, what with the romance I was playing
out in the arena, to have my best friend be Gale. He was too handsome, too
male, and not the least bit willing to smile and play nice for the cameras. We do
resemble each other, though, quite a bit. We have that Seam look. Dark straight
hair, olive skin, gray eyes. So some genius made him my cousin. I didn't know
about it until we were already home, on the platform at the train station, and my
Nie powinieneś być w pociągu? - Aren't you supposed to be on a train?,
Zabiorą mnie w południe. - They're collecting me at noon.,
szept - whisper,
Nie mogę się przestać uśmiechać - I can't help smiling.,
droczenie się - teasing,
pomimo czegoś - in spite of,
wstążka - ribbon,
musnąć - flick,
warkocz - braid,
odtrącam jego rękę - I brush him away.,
do czasu - by the time,
do czasu kiedy skończą ze mną - by the time they get through with me,
nierozpoznawalny - unrecognizable,
drwiący - mock,
brak aprobaty - disapproval,
odchodzić - walk off,
srogi - stern,
On ma mnie zamiar odprowadzić - He going to see me off.,
chociaż - though,
powiedzieć cierpko - say wryly,
wymyślić - concoct,
skierować do (celu) - direct to,
nie mieć najmniejszej ochoty - not the least bit willing to,
ochota - willing,
przypominać się nawzajem - resemble each other,
przypominać coś - resemble,
“Aren't you supposed to be on a train?” he asks me.
“They're collecting me at noon,” I answer.
“Shouldn't you look better?” he asks in a loud whisper. I can't help smiling at his
teasing, in spite of my mood. “Maybe a ribbon in your hair or something?” He
flicks my braid with his hand and I brush him away.
“Don't worry. By the time they get through with me I'll be unrecognizable,” I say.
“Good,” he says. “Let's show a little district pride for a change, Miss Everdeen.
Hm?” He shakes his head at Greasy Sae in mock disapproval and walks off to
join his friends.
“I'll want that bowl back,” Greasy Sae calls after him, but since she's laughing,
she doesn't sound particularly stern. “Gale going to see you off?” she asks me.
“No, he wasn't on the list,” I say. “I saw him Sunday, though.”
“Think he'd have made the list. Him being your cousin and all,” she says wryly.
It's just one more part of the lie the Capitol has concocted. When Peeta and I
made it into the final eight in the Hunger Games, they sent reporters to do
personal stories about us. When they asked about my friends, everyone
directed them to Gale. But it wouldn't do, what with the romance I was playing
out in the arena, to have my best friend be Gale. He was too handsome, too
male, and not the least bit willing to smile and play nice for the cameras. We do
resemble each other, though, quite a bit. We have that Seam look. Dark straight
hair, olive skin, gray eyes. So some genius made him my cousin. I didn't know
about it until we were already home, on the platform at the train station, and my
Nie powinieneś być w pociągu? - Aren't you supposed to be on a train?,
Zabiorą mnie w południe. - They're collecting me at noon.,
szept - whisper,
Nie mogę się przestać uśmiechać - I can't help smiling.,
droczenie się - teasing,
pomimo czegoś - in spite of,
wstążka - ribbon,
musnąć - flick,
warkocz - braid,
odtrącam jego rękę - I brush him away.,
do czasu - by the time,
do czasu kiedy skończą ze mną - by the time they get through with me,
nierozpoznawalny - unrecognizable,
drwiący - mock,
brak aprobaty - disapproval,
odchodzić - walk off,
srogi - stern,
On ma mnie zamiar odprowadzić - He going to see me off.,
chociaż - though,
powiedzieć cierpko - say wryly,
wymyślić - concoct,
skierować do (celu) - direct to,
nie mieć najmniejszej ochoty - not the least bit willing to,
ochota - willing,
przypominać się nawzajem - resemble each other,
przypominać coś - resemble,
niedziela, 24 marca 2013
Catching Fire - Chapter 1 (9)
FISZKOTEKA
The liquor isn't for my family. It's for Haymitch, who acted as mentor for Peeta
and me in the Games. He's surly, violent, and drunk most of the time. But he did
his job — more than his job—because for the first time in history, two tributes
were allowed to win. So no matter who Haymitch is, I owe him, too. And that's
for always. I'm getting the white liquor because a few weeks ago he ran out and
there was none for sale and he had a withdrawal, shaking and screaming at
terrifying things only he could see. He scared Prim to death and, frankly, it
wasn't much fun for me to see him like that, either. Ever since then I've been
sort of stockpiling the stuff just in case there's a shortage again.
Cray, our Head Peacekeeper, frowns when he sees me with the bottles. He's an
older man with a few strands of silver hair combed sideways above his bright
red face.
That stuff's too strong for you, girl.” He should know. Next to
Haymitch, Cray drinks more than anyone I've ever met.
“Aw, my mother uses it in medicines,” I say indifferently.
“Well, it'd kill just about anything,” he says, and slaps down a coin for a bottle.
When I reach Greasy Sae's stall, I boost myself up to sit on the counter and
order some soup, which looks to be some kind of gourd and bean mixture. A
Peacekeeper named Darius comes up and buys a bowl while I'm eating. As law
enforcers go, he's one of my favorites. Never really throwing his weight around,
usually good for a joke. He's probably in his twenties, but he doesn't seem
much older than I do. Something about his smile, his red hair that sticks out
every which way, gives him a boyish quality.
gburowaty - surly,
porywczy - violent,
przez większość czasu - most of the time,
skończyły się zapasy - run out,
przestraszył mnie na śmierć - he scared me to death,
szczerze - frankly,
odtąd - ever since,
magazynowanie - stockpiling,
na wszelki wypadek - just in case,
niedobór - shortage,
marszczyć brwi - frown,
kosmyk - strand,
włosy zaczesane na bok - hair combed sideways,
odpowiedzieć obojętnie - say indifferently,
rzucać ponete - slaps down a coin,
kiedy dochodzę do straganu - when I reach stall,
wskakuję - boost myself up,
za ladą - on the counter,
on podchodzi - he comes up,
kontroler - enforcer,
on nigdy nie rządzi się - never really throwing his weight around,
nie wydaje się dużo starszy ode mnie - He doesn't seem much older than I do,
włosy sterczące na wszystkie strony - hair that sticks out every which way,
cecha charakterystyczna - quality,
chłopięcy - boyish,
The liquor isn't for my family. It's for Haymitch, who acted as mentor for Peeta
and me in the Games. He's surly, violent, and drunk most of the time. But he did
his job — more than his job—because for the first time in history, two tributes
were allowed to win. So no matter who Haymitch is, I owe him, too. And that's
for always. I'm getting the white liquor because a few weeks ago he ran out and
there was none for sale and he had a withdrawal, shaking and screaming at
terrifying things only he could see. He scared Prim to death and, frankly, it
wasn't much fun for me to see him like that, either. Ever since then I've been
sort of stockpiling the stuff just in case there's a shortage again.
Cray, our Head Peacekeeper, frowns when he sees me with the bottles. He's an
older man with a few strands of silver hair combed sideways above his bright
red face.
That stuff's too strong for you, girl.” He should know. Next to
Haymitch, Cray drinks more than anyone I've ever met.
“Aw, my mother uses it in medicines,” I say indifferently.
“Well, it'd kill just about anything,” he says, and slaps down a coin for a bottle.
When I reach Greasy Sae's stall, I boost myself up to sit on the counter and
order some soup, which looks to be some kind of gourd and bean mixture. A
Peacekeeper named Darius comes up and buys a bowl while I'm eating. As law
enforcers go, he's one of my favorites. Never really throwing his weight around,
usually good for a joke. He's probably in his twenties, but he doesn't seem
much older than I do. Something about his smile, his red hair that sticks out
every which way, gives him a boyish quality.
gburowaty - surly,
porywczy - violent,
przez większość czasu - most of the time,
skończyły się zapasy - run out,
przestraszył mnie na śmierć - he scared me to death,
szczerze - frankly,
odtąd - ever since,
magazynowanie - stockpiling,
na wszelki wypadek - just in case,
niedobór - shortage,
marszczyć brwi - frown,
kosmyk - strand,
włosy zaczesane na bok - hair combed sideways,
odpowiedzieć obojętnie - say indifferently,
rzucać ponete - slaps down a coin,
kiedy dochodzę do straganu - when I reach stall,
wskakuję - boost myself up,
za ladą - on the counter,
on podchodzi - he comes up,
kontroler - enforcer,
on nigdy nie rządzi się - never really throwing his weight around,
nie wydaje się dużo starszy ode mnie - He doesn't seem much older than I do,
włosy sterczące na wszystkie strony - hair that sticks out every which way,
cecha charakterystyczna - quality,
chłopięcy - boyish,
sobota, 23 marca 2013
Catching Fire - Chapter 1 (8)
FISZKOTEKA
My next stop is the Hob, where I've traditionally done the bulk of my trading.
Years ago it was a warehouse to store coal, but when it fell into disuse, it
became a meeting place for illegal trades and then blossomed into a full-time
black market. If it attracts a somewhat criminal element, then I belong here, I
guess. Hunting in the woods surrounding District 12 violates at least a dozen
laws and is punishable by death.
Although they never mention it, I owe the people who frequent the Hob. Gale
told me that Greasy Sae, the old woman who serves up soup, started a
collection to sponsor Peeta and me during the Games. It was supposed to be
just a Hob thing, but a lot of other people heard about it and chipped in. I don't
know exactly how much it was, and the price of any gift in the arena was
exorbitant. But for all I know, it made the difference between my life and death.
It's still odd to drag open the front door with an empty game bag, with nothing to
trade, and instead feel the heavy pocket of coins against my hip. I try to hit as
many stalls as possible, spreading out my purchases of coffee, buns, eggs,
yarn, and oil. As an afterthought, I buy three bottles of white liquor from a onearmed
woman named Ripper, a victim of a mine accident who was smart
enough to find a way to stay alive.
tradycyjnie - traditionally,
większość - bulk,
handel - trading,
dawniej - years ago,
magazyn - warehouse,
popaść - fell into,
nieużywanie - disuese,
nielegalny - illegal
kwitnąć w - blossomed into,
przyciągać - attract,
naruszać - violate,
karalny - punishable,
Jestem dłużna ludziom którzy - I owe the people who,
częsty - frequent,
serwować zupę - serve up soup,
składać się na coś - chip in,
przesadny - exorbitant,
wlec - drag,
odwiedzić stoiska - hit stalls,
to tu to tam - spread out,
po namyśle - as an afterthought,
jednoręki - onearmed,
My next stop is the Hob, where I've traditionally done the bulk of my trading.
Years ago it was a warehouse to store coal, but when it fell into disuse, it
became a meeting place for illegal trades and then blossomed into a full-time
black market. If it attracts a somewhat criminal element, then I belong here, I
guess. Hunting in the woods surrounding District 12 violates at least a dozen
laws and is punishable by death.
Although they never mention it, I owe the people who frequent the Hob. Gale
told me that Greasy Sae, the old woman who serves up soup, started a
collection to sponsor Peeta and me during the Games. It was supposed to be
just a Hob thing, but a lot of other people heard about it and chipped in. I don't
know exactly how much it was, and the price of any gift in the arena was
exorbitant. But for all I know, it made the difference between my life and death.
It's still odd to drag open the front door with an empty game bag, with nothing to
trade, and instead feel the heavy pocket of coins against my hip. I try to hit as
many stalls as possible, spreading out my purchases of coffee, buns, eggs,
yarn, and oil. As an afterthought, I buy three bottles of white liquor from a onearmed
woman named Ripper, a victim of a mine accident who was smart
enough to find a way to stay alive.
tradycyjnie - traditionally,
większość - bulk,
handel - trading,
dawniej - years ago,
magazyn - warehouse,
popaść - fell into,
nieużywanie - disuese,
nielegalny - illegal
kwitnąć w - blossomed into,
przyciągać - attract,
naruszać - violate,
karalny - punishable,
Jestem dłużna ludziom którzy - I owe the people who,
częsty - frequent,
serwować zupę - serve up soup,
składać się na coś - chip in,
przesadny - exorbitant,
wlec - drag,
odwiedzić stoiska - hit stalls,
to tu to tam - spread out,
po namyśle - as an afterthought,
jednoręki - onearmed,
wtorek, 19 marca 2013
Catching Fire - Chapter 1 (7)
FISZKOTEKA
Hazelle smiles when she sees the game. She takes the beaver by the tail,
feeling its weight. “He's going to make a nice stew.” Unlike Gale, she has no
problem with our hunting arrangement.
“Good pelt, too,” I answer. It's comforting here with Hazelle. Weighing the merits
of the game, just as we always have. She pours me a mug of herb tea, which I
wrap my chilled fingers around gratefully. “You know, when I get back from the
tour, I was thinking I might take Rory out with me sometimes. After school.
Teach him to shoot.”
Hazelle nods. “That'd be good. Gale means to, but he's only got his Sundays,
and I think he likes saving those for you.”
I can't stop the redness that floods my cheeks. It's stupid, of course. Hardly
anybody knows me better than Hazelle. Knows the bond I share with Gale. I'm
sure plenty of people assumed that we'd eventually get married even if I never
gave it any thought. But that was before the Games. Before my fellow tribute,
Peeta Mellark, announced he was madly in love with me. Our romance became
a key strategy for our survival in the arena. Only it wasn't just a strategy for
Peeta. I'm not sure what it was for me. But I know now it was nothing but painful
for Gale. My chest tightens as I think about how, on the Victory Tour, Peeta and
I will have to present ourselves as lovers again.
I gulp my tea even though it's too hot and push back from the table. “I better get
going. Make myself presentable for the cameras.”
Hazelle hugs me. “Enjoy the food.”
“Absolutely,” I say.
ogon - tail,
gulasz - stew,
w przeciwieństwie do Galea - Unlike Gale,
porozumienie - arrangement,
skóra, futro - pelt,
poprawiający samopoczucie - comforting,
rozważać - weigh,
wartość, zaleta - merit,
opleść palce - wrap fingers,
z wdzięcznością - gratefully,
wyjść z kimś - take sb out,
kiwnąć głową - nods,
rumienię się - redness floods my cheeks,
na pewno nie - hardly,
mnóstwo ludzi - plenty people,
przypuszczać - assume,
w ostateczności - eventually,
towarzysz - fellow,
ogłosić, oznajmić - announce,
szalenie zakochany - madly in love with sb,
ściskać klatke piersiową - my chest tightens,
łykać - gulp,
odsuwać się od stołu - push back from table,
Na mnie pora. - I better get going.
czwartek, 14 lutego 2013
Catching Fire - Chapter 1(6)
FISZKOTEKA
The shoes pinch my toes as I crunch along the cinder street. Cutting down
alleys and through backyards gets me to Gale's house in minutes. His mother,
Hazelle, sees me through the window, where she's bent over the kitchen sink.
She dries her hands on her apron and disappears to meet me at the door.
I like Hazelle. Respect her. The explosion that killed my father took out her
husband as well, leaving her with three boys and a baby due any day. Less
than a week after she gave birth, she was out hunting the streets for work. The
mines weren't an option, what with a baby to look after, but she managed to get
laundry from some of the merchants in town. At fourteen, Gale, the eldest of the
kids, became the main supporter of the family. He was already signed up for
tesserae, which entitled them to a meager supply of grain and oil in exchange
for his entering his name extra times in the drawing to become a tribute. On top
of that, even back then, he was a skilled trapper. But it wasn't enough to keep a
family of five without Hazelle working her fingers to the bone on that washboard.
In winter her hands got so red and cracked, they bled at the slightest
provocation. Still would if it wasn't for a salve my mother concocted. But they
are determined, Hazelle and Gale, that the other boys, twelve-year-old Rory
and ten-year-old Vick, and the baby, four-year-old Posy, will never have to sign
up for tesserae.
uciskać - pinch,
chrzęścić - crunch,
przemykam - cut down,
pochylać się nad - bent over,
wytrzeć ręcę o - dry hands on,
także - as well,
zajmować się kimś - look after,
udało się jej - managed to,
handlowiec - merchant,
zgłosić się po - sign up for,
uprawniać do - entitled to,
chudy - meager,
zapas, zaopatrzenie - supply,
zboże - grain,
na dodatek - on top of sth,
wykwalifikowany, zręczny - skilled,
łowca - trapper,
popękany - cracked,
krwawić - bleed,
pewnie do dziś by tak było - still would if,
maść, smarować nią - salve,
upichcić, przyrządzić - concoct,
wtorek, 5 lutego 2013
Catching Fire - Chapter 1 (5)
FISZKOTEKA
worn hunting boots for a pair of expensive machine-made shoes that my mother
thinks are more appropriate for someone of my status. I've already stowed my
bow and arrows in a hollow log in the woods. Although time is ticking away, I
allow myself a few minutes to sit in the kitchen. It has an abandoned quality with
no fire on the hearth, no cloth on the table. I mourn my old life here. We barely
scraped by, but I knew where I fit in, I knew what my place was in the tightly
interwoven fabric that was our life. I wish I could go back to it because, in
retrospect, it seems so secure compared with now, when I am so rich and so
famous and so hated by the authorities in the Capitol.
A wailing at the back door demands my attention. I open it to find Buttercup,
Prim's scruffy old tomcat. He dislikes the new house almost as much as I do
and always leaves it when my sister's at school. We've never been particularly
fond of each other, but now we have this new bond. I let him in, feed him a
chunk of beaver fat, and even rub him between the ears for a bit. “You're
hideous, you know that, right?” I ask him. Buttercup nudges my hand for more
petting, but we have to go. “Come on, you.” I scoop him up with one hand, grab
my game bag with the other, and haul them both
worn - znoszony
appropriate - stosowny
stow - umieścić, spakować, składać(bagaż)
bow - łuk
hollow - dziurawy
time is ticking away - czas przemija
abandoned - opuszczony
hearth - palenisko
mourn - opłakiwać
scrape by - wiązać koniec z końcem
barely - ledwo
wpasować się - fit in
ciasno - tightly
wpleciony - interwoven
fabric - materiał
Chciałabym do niego wrócić - I wish I could go back into it.
z perspektywy czasu - in retrospect
bezpieczny - secure
w porównaniu z - compared with
zawodzenie, wycie - wailing
za drzwiami z tyłu - at the back door
wymagać uwagi - demand attention
brudny, niechlujny - scruffy
nie lubić - dislike
prawie - almost
tak bardzo jak ja - as much as I do
przepadać za sobą nawzajem - be fond of each other
wpuścić - let sb in
kawał - chunk
pocierać - rub
ohydny - hideous
szturchnąć - nudge
Podnoszę go jedną ręką - I scoop him up with one hand.
chwytać - grab
chwytam drugą ręką - grab it with the other
worn hunting boots for a pair of expensive machine-made shoes that my mother
thinks are more appropriate for someone of my status. I've already stowed my
bow and arrows in a hollow log in the woods. Although time is ticking away, I
allow myself a few minutes to sit in the kitchen. It has an abandoned quality with
no fire on the hearth, no cloth on the table. I mourn my old life here. We barely
scraped by, but I knew where I fit in, I knew what my place was in the tightly
interwoven fabric that was our life. I wish I could go back to it because, in
retrospect, it seems so secure compared with now, when I am so rich and so
famous and so hated by the authorities in the Capitol.
A wailing at the back door demands my attention. I open it to find Buttercup,
Prim's scruffy old tomcat. He dislikes the new house almost as much as I do
and always leaves it when my sister's at school. We've never been particularly
fond of each other, but now we have this new bond. I let him in, feed him a
chunk of beaver fat, and even rub him between the ears for a bit. “You're
hideous, you know that, right?” I ask him. Buttercup nudges my hand for more
petting, but we have to go. “Come on, you.” I scoop him up with one hand, grab
my game bag with the other, and haul them both
worn - znoszony
appropriate - stosowny
stow - umieścić, spakować, składać(bagaż)
bow - łuk
hollow - dziurawy
time is ticking away - czas przemija
abandoned - opuszczony
hearth - palenisko
mourn - opłakiwać
scrape by - wiązać koniec z końcem
barely - ledwo
wpasować się - fit in
ciasno - tightly
wpleciony - interwoven
fabric - materiał
Chciałabym do niego wrócić - I wish I could go back into it.
z perspektywy czasu - in retrospect
bezpieczny - secure
w porównaniu z - compared with
zawodzenie, wycie - wailing
za drzwiami z tyłu - at the back door
wymagać uwagi - demand attention
brudny, niechlujny - scruffy
nie lubić - dislike
prawie - almost
tak bardzo jak ja - as much as I do
przepadać za sobą nawzajem - be fond of each other
wpuścić - let sb in
kawał - chunk
pocierać - rub
ohydny - hideous
szturchnąć - nudge
Podnoszę go jedną ręką - I scoop him up with one hand.
chwytać - grab
chwytam drugą ręką - grab it with the other
sobota, 26 stycznia 2013
niedziela, 30 grudnia 2012
Catching Fire - Chapter 1 (4)
Fiszkoteka
I get a good haul from the traps — eight rabbits, two squirrels, and a beaver that
swam into a wire contraption Gale designed himself. He's something of a whiz
with snares, rigging them to bent saplings so they pull the kill out of the reach of
predators, balancing logs on delicate stick triggers, weaving inescapable
baskets to capture fish. As I go along, carefully resetting each snare, I know I
can never quite replicate his eye for balance, his instinct for where the prey will
cross the path. It's more than experience. It's a natural gift. Like the way I can
shoot at an animal in almost complete darkness and still take it down with one
arrow.
By the time I make it back to the fence that surrounds District 12, the sun is well
up. As always, I listen a moment, but there's no telltale hum of electrical current
running through the chain link. There hardly ever is, even though the thing is
supposed to be charged full-time. I wriggle through the opening at the bottom of
the fence and come up in the Meadow, just a stone's throw from my home. My
old home. We still get to keep it since officially it's the designated dwelling of my
mother and sister. If I should drop dead right now, they would have to return to
it. But at present, they're both happily installed in the new house in the Victor's
Village, and I'm the only one who uses the squat little place where I was raised.
To me, it's my real home.
I go there now to switch my clothes. Exchange my father's old leather jacket for
a fine wool coat that always seems too tight in the shoulders. Leave my soft,
Zdobyłam dobry łup. - I get a good haul
pułapka - trap
ustrojstwo,wynalazek - contraption
spec, ekspert - whiz
sidła - snare
pochylony,wygięty - bent
młode drzewo - sapling
wyciągnąć - pull out
koszyk - basket
schwytać - capture
drapieżnik - predator
kłoda - log
delikatny - delicate
spust - trigger
kij - stick
nieunikniony - inescapable
schwytać rybe - capture fish
pójść - go along
ponownie nastawiać - reset
kopiować - replicate
instynkt - instinct
zwierzyna - prey
przeciąż ścieżke - cross the path
zdjąć coś - take sth done
strzała - arrow
docieram do płotu - I make it back to the fence
Słońce stoi już wysoko - The sun is well up.
ostrzegawczy - telltale
buczenie - hum
prąd - electrical current
płynny przez - running through
metalowa siatka - chain-link fence
rzadko kiedy - hardly ever
przypuszczalnie - supposed
rzekomo - supposed
Przeciskam się przez szczeline pod płotem - I wriggle through the opening at the bottom of fence.
podchodzić pod górę - come up
łąka - meadow
oficjalnie - officially
mieszkanie - dwelling
ochoczo, chętnie - happily
... - intstalled in the new house
budynek zajęty przez nielegalnych mieszkańców - squat
paść trupem - drop dead
przebrać ubrania - switch clothes
wełna - wool
gdzie dorastałam - where I was raised
wtorek, 25 grudnia 2012
2. Ćwiczenie - Catching Fire - Chapter 1 (3)
klik-> FISZKOTEKA
By this time(do tej pory) Gale will have clocked in(rejestrować czas przyjścia do pracy) at the mines(kopalnie), taken the stomach-churning(powodujący mdłości)
elevator ride into the depths of the earth, and be pounding away at a coal seam. I know what it's like down there. Every year in school, as part of our training, my class had to tour(zwiedzać jedno miejsce) the mines. When I was little, it was just unpleasant(nieprzyjemne). The claustrophobic tunnels, foul(zanieczyszczone) air, suffocating(duszący) darkness on all sides. But after my father and several other miners were killed in an explosion, I could barely(ledwo) force myself onto the elevator. The annual trip became an enormous source of
anxiety(niepokój). Twice I made myself so sick in anticipation of(w oczekiwaniu na) it that my mother kept me home because she thought I had contracted the flu(zarazić się grypą).
I think of Gale, who is only really alive in the woods, with its fresh air and sunlight and clean, flowing water(przepływająca woda). I don't know how he stands it. Well ... yes, I
do. He stands it because it's the way to feed his mother and two younger
brothers and sister. And here I am with buckets of money(kupa kasy), far more(dużo bardziej) than enough
to feed both our families now, and he won't take a single coin(moneta). It's even hard for
him to let me bring in meat, although he'd surely(na pewno) have kept my mother and Prim
supplied if I'd been killed in the Games. I tell him he's doing me a favor, that it
drives me nuts(doprowadzać do wariactwa) to sit around(siedzieć bezczynnie) all day. Even so(nawet pomimo tego), I never drop off(podrzucić) the game while
he's at home. Which is easy since he works twelve hours a day.
The only time I really get to see Gale now is on Sundays, when we meet up(spotykać się) in
the woods to hunt together. It's still the best day of the week, but it's not like it
used to be before, when we could tell each other anything. The Games have spoiled(zepsuć) even that. I keep hoping that as time passes(z biegiem czasu) we'll regain(odzyskać) the ease(swobode)
between us, but part of me knows it's futile(daremne). There's no going back.
poniedziałek, 24 grudnia 2012
Catching Fire - Chapter 1 (3)
Fiszkoteka
By this time Gale will have clocked in at the mines, taken the stomach-churning
elevator ride into the depths of the earth, and be pounding away at a coal seam.
I know what it's like down there. Every year in school, as part of our training, my
class had to tour the mines. When I was little, it was just unpleasant. The
claustrophobic tunnels, foul air, suffocating darkness on all sides. But after my
father and several other miners were killed in an explosion, I could barely force
myself onto the elevator. The annual trip became an enormous source of
anxiety. Twice I made myself so sick in anticipation of it that my mother kept me
home because she thought I had contracted the flu.
I think of Gale, who is only really alive in the woods, with its fresh air and
sunlight and clean, flowing water. I don't know how he stands it. Well ... yes, I
do. He stands it because it's the way to feed his mother and two younger
brothers and sister. And here I am with buckets of money, far more than enough
to feed both our families now, and he won't take a single coin. It's even hard for
him to let me bring in meat, although he'd surely have kept my mother and Prim
supplied if I'd been killed in the Games. I tell him he's doing me a favor, that it
drives me nuts to sit around all day. Even so, I never drop off the game while
he's at home. Which is easy since he works twelve hours a day.
The only time I really get to see Gale now is on Sundays, when we meet up in
the woods to hunt together. It's still the best day of the week, but it's not like it
used to be before, when we could tell each other anything. The Games have
spoiled even that. I keep hoping that as time passes we'll regain the ease
between us, but part of me knows it's futile. There's no going back.
do tej pory - by this time
rejestrować czas przyjścia do pracy - clock in
kopalnia - mine
powodujący mdłości - stomach-churning
wybrać się na wycieczke, zwiedzać jedno miejsce - tour
nieprzyjemny - unpleasant
klaustrofobiczny - claustrophobic
zanieczyszczone powietrze - foul air
duszący - suffocating
ledwie, z trudem - barely
olbrzymi - enormous
niepokój - anxiety
w oczekiwaniu na - in anticipation of
Zaraziłam się grypą. - I have contracted the flu.
przepływająca woda - flowing water
kupa kasy - buckets of money
dużo bardziej - far more
moneta - coin
Jest to dla niego nawet trudniejsze - It's even hard for him.
przynieść - bring in
na pewno - surely
dostarczony - supplied
doprowadza do wariactwa - It drives me nuts
siedzieć beczynnie - sit around
nawet pomimo tego - even so
podrzucić(np. samochodem) - drop off
spotkać się z kimś - meet up with sb
zepsuć - spoil
nawet to - even that
z biegiem czasu - as time passes
odzyskać - regain
swoboda, łatwość - ease
daremny - futile
Nie ma powrotu do przeszłości. - There's no going back.
niedziela, 23 grudnia 2012
2. Ćwiczenie - Catching Fire - Chapter 1 (2)
klik -> FISZKOTEKA
If it were up to me(Gdyby to zależało ode mnie), I would try to forget the Hunger Games entirely(całkowicie). Never speak
of them. Pretend(udawać) they were nothing but a bad dream. But the Victory Tour
makes that impossible. Strategically(strategicznie) placed almost midway(prawie w połowie) between the annual (coroczne)
Games, it is the Capitol's way of keeping the horror fresh and immediate(natychmiastowy). Not
only are we in the districts forced to(zmuszani do) remember the iron grip(władza żelazną ręką) of the Capitol's
power each year, we are forced to celebrate it. And this year, I am one of the
stars of the show. I will have to travel from district to district, to stand before the
cheering crowds(wiwatujący tłum) who secretly(w tajemnicy) loathe me(nienawidzą mnie), to look down into(patrzeć z góry na) the faces of the
families whose children I have killed...
The sun persists in rising(Słońce wschodzi), so I make myself stand. All my joints(stawy) complain and
my left leg has been asleep(zdrętwiały) for so long that it takes several minutes of pacing to
bring the feeling back into it. I've been in the woods three hours, but as I've
made no real attempt(próbować) at hunting, I have nothing to show for it. It doesn't matter
for my mother and little sister, Prim, anymore. They can afford(pozowlić na) to buy butcher
meat in town, although none of us(nikt z nas) likes it any better than fresh game(dziczyzna). But my
best friend, Gale Hawthorne, and his family will be depending on today's haul(łup)
and I can't let them down(Nie mogę ich zawieść). I start the hour-and-a-half(półgodzinny) trek(obchód) it will take to cover our
snare line. Back when we were in school, we had time in the afternoons to
check the line and hunt and gather(zbieractwo) and still get back(powrót) to trade(handel) in town. But now
that Gale has gone to work in the coal mines(wydobycie węgla) — and I have nothing to do all
day—I've taken over(przejąć) the job.
PL
Gdyby to zależało ode mnie, starałabym się całkiem wymazad igrzyska z pamięci. Nigdy bym o nich nie mówiła, udawałabym, że były tylko złym snem. Ze względu Tournee Zwycięzców jest to jednak niemożliwe — wyruszamy niemal dokładnie pół roku
po igrzyskach i pół roku przed następnymi. W ten sposób Kapitol strategicznie podtrzymuje atmosferę grozy i nieuchronności, a my, mieszkaocy dystryktów, mamy obowiązek rok w rok przypominad sobie, że rządzi nami żelazną ręką, a na dodatek zmusza nas do urządzania uroczystości z tej okazji. W tym roku to ja jestem jedną z gwiazd widowiska. Będę jeździd od dystryktu do dystryktu, występowad przed tłumem ludzi, którzy w duchu mnie nienawidzą, spoglądad z góry na twarze członków rodzin zabitych przeze mnie dzieci...
Słooce wschodzi, więc i ja wstaję. Bolą mnie wszystkie stawy, a lewa noga ścierpła mi tak bardzo, że dopiero po kilku minutach spaceru odzyskuję w niej czucie. Spędziłam w lesie trzy godziny, ale nawet nie próbowałam zapolowad na serio, więc wracam z pustymi rękami. Dla mamy i mojej młodszej siostry to bez znaczenia. Stacje na mięso od rzeźnika w mieście, chociaż wcale nie smakuje nam bardziej niż świeża dziczyzna. Dzisiaj jednak mój najlepszy przyjaciel Gale Hawthorne i jego rodzina liczą na mnie i nie mogę ich zawieśd, wobec czego wyruszam na półtoragodzinny obchód po wnykach. Gdy chodziliśmy do szkoły, popołudniami wystarczało nam czasu na sprawdzanie sideł, polowanie i zbieractwo, a także na powrót do miasta i handel. Teraz Gale pracuje przy wydobyciu węgla, a ponieważ ja całymi dniami nie mam nic do roboty, przejęłam jego obowiązki.
Catching Fire - Chapter 1 (2)
If it were up to me, I would try to forget the Hunger Games entirely. Never speak
of them. Pretend they were nothing but a bad dream. But the Victory Tour
makes that impossible. Strategically placed almost midway between the annual
Games, it is the Capitol's way of keeping the horror fresh and immediate. Not
only are we in the districts forced to remember the iron grip of the Capitol's
power each year, we are forced to celebrate it. And this year, I am one of the
stars of the show. I will have to travel from district to district, to stand before the
cheering crowds who secretly loathe me, to look down into the faces of the
families whose children I have killed...
The sun persists in rising, so I make myself stand. All my joints complain and
my left leg has been asleep for so long that it takes several minutes of pacing to
bring the feeling back into it. I've been in the woods three hours, but as I've
made no real attempt at hunting, I have nothing to show for it. It doesn't matter
for my mother and little sister, Prim, anymore. They can afford to buy butcher
meat in town, although none of us likes it any better than fresh game. But my
best friend, Gale Hawthorne, and his family will be depending on today's haul
and I can't let them down. I start the hour-and-a-half trek it will take to cover our
snare line. Back when we were in school, we had time in the afternoons to
check the line and hunt and gather and still get back to trade in town. But now
that Gale has gone to work in the coal mines — and I have nothing to do all
day—I've taken over the job.
zupełnie - entirely
udawać - pretend
niemożliwy - impossible
strategicznie - strategically
prawie - almost
w połowie drogi - midway
pomiędzy - between
coroczne - annual
utrzymywać horror - keeping the horror
bezpośredni, natychmiastowy - immediate
Jestem zmuszana do. - I am forced to
rządy żelaznej ręki - iron grip
wiwatujący tłum - cheering crowds
w tajemnicy - secretly
nienawidzić - loathe
spoglądać z góry na - look down into
Słońce wschodzi. - The sun persist in rising.
stawy - joints
ścierpnięty - asleep
wrócić do czegoś - get back into
próbować - attempt
Nic z tego nie mam. - I have nothing to show for it.
Nikt z nas - None of us.
dziczyzna - game
łup - haul
Nie mogę ich zawieść. - I can't let them down.
półgodzinny - hour_and_a_half
obchód - trek
zbieractwo - gather
powrót - get back
handel - trade
wydobycie węgla - coal mines
Przejęłam obowiązki - I have taken over the job.
1. Ćwiczenie - Catching Fire - Chapter 1 (1)
klik -> FISZKOTEKA
I clasp the flask (termos) between my hands even though(pomimo, że) the warmth from the tea has
long since(od dawna) leached into(uchodzi do) the frozen air. My muscles are clenched(ściśnięte) tight against(przeciwko) the cold. If a pack of wild dogs were to appear(pojawić się) at this moment, the odds(prawdopodobieństwo) of scaling(wspiąć się) a tree before they attacked are not in my favor. I should get up(wstać), movearound(przenieść się), and work the stiffness(sztywność) from my limbs. But instead(zamiast) I sit, as motionless(nieruchomo) as
the rock beneath me(pode mną), while the dawn(świt) begins to lighten the woods. I can't fight
the sun. I can only watch helplessly(bezsilnie) as it drags me into a day that I've been
dreading(obawiać się) for months.
By noon(około południa) they will all be at my new house in the Victor's Village. The reporters,
the camera crews(ekipa telewizyjna), even Effie Trinket, my old escort(osoba towarzysząca), will have made their way to
District 12 from the Capitol. I wonder if Effie will still be wearing that silly(głupi) pink
wig, or if she'll be sporting(obnosić się z) some other unnatural(sztuczny) color especially(szczególnie) for the Victory
Tour. There will be others waiting, too. A staff(personel) to cater to(zaspokoić) my every need on the
long train trip. A prep team to beautify(upiększyć) me for public appearances(publiczne wystąpienie). My stylist and
friend, Cinna, who designed the gorgeous outfits that first made the audience(widownia)
take notice of me(zauważyć kogoś) in the Hunger Games.
PL
Ściskam bidon w dłoniach, choć mroźne powietrze już dawno temu wyssało ciepło z herbaty. Moje mięśnie stężały na chłodzie, i gdyby teraz pojawiła się wataha dzikich psów, miałabym trudności z wdrapaniem się na drzewo i na pewno by mnie dopadły. Powinnam wstad, pochodzid, uporad się ze sztywnością kooczyn, ale tylko siedzę, nieruchoma niczym skała pode mną, kiedy świt zaczyna rozjaśniad niebo nad lasem. Ze słoocem nie wygram, mogę tylko bezradnie przyglądad się, jak nadchodzi dzieo, którego od miesięcy wyczekiwałam z przerażeniem.
Do południa wszyscy dotrą do naszego nowego domu w Wiosce Zwycięzców. Dziennikarze, kamerzyści, nawet Effie Trinket, do niedawna moja opiekunka, przyjadą z Kapitolu do Dwunastego Dystryktu. Zastanawiam się, czy Effie ustroi się w tę idiotyczną różową perukę, czy też na Tournee Zwycięzców sprawi sobie nową, w równie nienaturalnym kolorze. Inni też będą na mnie czekad. Personel, gotów spełniad wszystkie moje życzenia podczas długiej podróży pociągiem. Ekipa przygotowawcza, która upiększy mnie przed występami. Mój stylista i przyjaciel, Cinna, projektant fantastycznych kostiumów, dzięki którym przyciągnęłam uwagę publiczności Głodowych Igrzysk.
I clasp the flask (termos) between my hands even though(pomimo, że) the warmth from the tea has
long since(od dawna) leached into(uchodzi do) the frozen air. My muscles are clenched(ściśnięte) tight against(przeciwko) the cold. If a pack of wild dogs were to appear(pojawić się) at this moment, the odds(prawdopodobieństwo) of scaling(wspiąć się) a tree before they attacked are not in my favor. I should get up(wstać), movearound(przenieść się), and work the stiffness(sztywność) from my limbs. But instead(zamiast) I sit, as motionless(nieruchomo) as
the rock beneath me(pode mną), while the dawn(świt) begins to lighten the woods. I can't fight
the sun. I can only watch helplessly(bezsilnie) as it drags me into a day that I've been
dreading(obawiać się) for months.
By noon(około południa) they will all be at my new house in the Victor's Village. The reporters,
the camera crews(ekipa telewizyjna), even Effie Trinket, my old escort(osoba towarzysząca), will have made their way to
District 12 from the Capitol. I wonder if Effie will still be wearing that silly(głupi) pink
wig, or if she'll be sporting(obnosić się z) some other unnatural(sztuczny) color especially(szczególnie) for the Victory
Tour. There will be others waiting, too. A staff(personel) to cater to(zaspokoić) my every need on the
long train trip. A prep team to beautify(upiększyć) me for public appearances(publiczne wystąpienie). My stylist and
friend, Cinna, who designed the gorgeous outfits that first made the audience(widownia)
take notice of me(zauważyć kogoś) in the Hunger Games.
PL
Ściskam bidon w dłoniach, choć mroźne powietrze już dawno temu wyssało ciepło z herbaty. Moje mięśnie stężały na chłodzie, i gdyby teraz pojawiła się wataha dzikich psów, miałabym trudności z wdrapaniem się na drzewo i na pewno by mnie dopadły. Powinnam wstad, pochodzid, uporad się ze sztywnością kooczyn, ale tylko siedzę, nieruchoma niczym skała pode mną, kiedy świt zaczyna rozjaśniad niebo nad lasem. Ze słoocem nie wygram, mogę tylko bezradnie przyglądad się, jak nadchodzi dzieo, którego od miesięcy wyczekiwałam z przerażeniem.
Do południa wszyscy dotrą do naszego nowego domu w Wiosce Zwycięzców. Dziennikarze, kamerzyści, nawet Effie Trinket, do niedawna moja opiekunka, przyjadą z Kapitolu do Dwunastego Dystryktu. Zastanawiam się, czy Effie ustroi się w tę idiotyczną różową perukę, czy też na Tournee Zwycięzców sprawi sobie nową, w równie nienaturalnym kolorze. Inni też będą na mnie czekad. Personel, gotów spełniad wszystkie moje życzenia podczas długiej podróży pociągiem. Ekipa przygotowawcza, która upiększy mnie przed występami. Mój stylista i przyjaciel, Cinna, projektant fantastycznych kostiumów, dzięki którym przyciągnęłam uwagę publiczności Głodowych Igrzysk.
Catching Fire - Chapter 1 (1)
I clasp the flask between my hands even though the warmth from the tea has
long since leached into the frozen air. My muscles are clenched tight against
the cold. If a pack of wild dogs were to appear at this moment, the odds of
scaling a tree before they attacked are not in my favor. I should get up, move
around, and work the stiffness from my limbs. But instead I sit, as motionless as
the rock beneath me, while the dawn begins to lighten the woods. I can't fight
the sun. I can only watch helplessly as it drags me into a day that I've been
dreading for months.
By noon they will all be at my new house in the Victor's Village. The reporters,
the camera crews, even Effie Trinket, my old escort, will have made their way to
District 12 from the Capitol. I wonder if Effie will still be wearing that silly pink
wig, or if she'll be sporting some other unnatural color especially for the Victory
Tour. There will be others waiting, too. A staff to cater to my every need on the
long train trip. A prep team to beautify me for public appearances. My stylist and
friend, Cinna, who designed the gorgeous outfits that first made the audience
take notice of me in the Hunger Games.
ściskać - clasp
termos - flask
pomimo że - even though
ciepło - warmth
od dawna - long since
uchodzić(np. do powietrza) - leach into
ciasno zaciśnięte - clenched tight
przeciwko - against
pojawić się - appear
szanse, prawdopodobieństwo - the odds
wspinać się na drzewo - scaling a tree
wstać - get up
przenieść się - move around
sztywność - stiffness
kończyny - limbs
zamiast - instead
nieruchomo - motionless
kamień - rock
pode mną - beneath me
świt - dawn
rozjaśniać - lighten
świt zaczął rozjaśniać - The dawn begins to lighten
bezsilnie - helplessly
wciągać kogoś w coś - drag sb into
Dzień, którego wyczekiwałam od miesięcy - Day that I have been dreading for months.
około południa - by noon
ekipa telewizyjna - camera crews
osoba towarzysząca - escort
Zastanawiam się czy - I wonder if
głupi - silly
peruka - wig
obnosić się, wstawiać na pokaz - sporting
nienaturalny - unnnatural
sztuczny - unnatural
szczególnie - especially
personel - staff
zaspokajać każdą potrzebe - cater to every need
zespół przygotowujący - prep team
upiększać - beautify
publiczne wystąpienie - public appearances
widownia - audience
zauważyć coś - take notice of
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