1 Appendix I Key to Exercises (Units 1-8) Unit 1 Part I Pre-Reading Task Script for the recording: The song you are about to hear is based on a true story. It tells the tale of the sinking of a ship called The Edmund Fitzgerald that was caught in a storm on Lake Superior back in November 1975, with the loss of all on board. Lake Superior is an enormous lake and the wind can at times make it dangerous to shipping, whipping up huge waves. November is a particularly dangerous month for such storms. This had long ago been noticed by a local native American tribe, the Chippewa, who used to speak of how death threatened from the lake when storm clouds gathered in November. According to legend, the big lake, which they called Gitche Gumee, was without mercy in that month, never giving up those it had marked for death. It is this legend that starts the song before it moves on to talk of The Edmund Fitzgerald. The Edmund Fitzgerald, like many other ships that sail the lake, was built to carry iron ore. Filled with ore these ships lie low in the water and can find themselves in difficulties in rough weather. So, with a full load on board we can imagine the anxiety that must have begun to creep into the hearts of the sailors on board The Edmund Fitzgerald as they felt the cold wind beginning to rise and heard the sound of it singing as it blew through the wires. For, despite the fact that the captain and crew were all experienced, well-seasoned as the song says, they all knew the dangers of November storms. Before long their worse fears started to come true and the storm had risen to a hurricane. The despair of the crew is captured in the words of the cook. First he comes on deck to tell the sailors it is too rough to cook, they will have to wait for their supper. The next we hear from him he is saying 2 - $6 - Appendix I goodbye to his shipmates. Water is pouring into the ship. The captain sends out a distress signal, but that is the last that is heard from the ship. It is swallowed up by the lake, leaving nothing behind but the mourning families of the twenty-nine sailors and the sound of the church bell ringing in their memory. Now lets listen to the song: The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald Gordon Lightfoot The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down Or the big lake they call Gitche Gumee Tke lake, it issaid,rfevergivesup her dead When the skies or November turn gloomy Witk a load of iron ore twenty-six thousand tons more Than the Edmund Fitzgerald weighed empty That good ship and true was a hone to be chewed When the gales of November came early Tke skip was tke prideof tke American side Coming back from some mill in Wisconsin As tke kig freigkters go, it was kigger tkan most Witk a crew and good captain well seasoned Concluding some terms witk a couple of steel firms Wken tkey left fully loaded for Cleveland And latertkatnigktwken tkeskips kell rang Could it ke tke nortk wind tkeyd been feeling Tke wind intke wiresmade a tattle-talesound And a wave brokeovertkerailing And every man knew,as tke captaindidtoo Twas tke witckofNovemker come stealing Tke dawn camelate and the breakfasthad to wait Wken the Gales of November came slashing When afternoon came it was freezing rain In the face of a hurricane west wind 3 Appendix 1 - 6 - When suppertimecame, theoldcookcame on decksaying Fellas 1, its too rough to reed ya2 At seven PM a mainhatchwaycaved in,he said Fellas, its heen good to know ya The captain wiredinhe had watercomingin And the good shipand crewwas inperil And later that night when his lights went out of sight Came the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald Does any one know where the love of God goes When the waves turntheminutesto hours The searchersallsay theydhave made Whitefish Bay If theyd put fifteen more miles hehind her They might have split up or they might have capsized They may have broke deep and took water And all that remains is the faces and the names Of the wives and the sons and the daughters J Lake Huron rolls, Superior sings In the rooms of her icewater mansion Old Michigansteams like a young mansdreams The islands and hays are for sportsmen And farther helow Lake Ontario Takes in what Lake Erie can send her And the iron boats go as the mariners all know With the Gales of November remembered In a musty old hall in Detroit they prayed In the Maritime Sailors Cathedral The church hell chimed til it rang twenty-nine times For each man on the Edmund Fitzgerald 1fella: (slang) fellow 2ya: (slang) you 4 - 66 - Appendix 1 Trie legend lives on irom the Chippewa on down Or the nig lake they call Gitche Gumee Superior, they said, never gives up her dead When the gales or November come early Part II Text A lexf Organization Parts Paragrap hs Main Ideas Part One Paras 1-2 Introduction Both Napoleons and Hitlers military campaigns failed because of the severity of the Russian winter. Part Two Paras 3-11 Napoleons military campaign against Russia Part Three Pa