Question: Ryan: Uh what? Does Dad know about this? Ashley: Who cares? It's my life. I really enjoy working on cars. Ryan: Oh, I get it. You want to study auto mechanics because of your new boyfriend. What's his name? Jimmy or something? Listen, auto mechanics is a man's job. Ashley: No, you got it all wrong. [What?] First of all, his name is James, and second, he doesn't work at an auto shop anymore. He had a job there for five years, and he really liked his job because he learned how to identify problems and fix things. You, on the other hand, can't even change the toilet paper roll in the bathroom. Ryan: Hey, that's not fair. Ashley: And James is now back in college. He's majoring in nursing. Ryan: Nursing? Nursing? That's a woman's job? Ashley: I cannot believe I'm hearing this. A man can be a nurse, and they can do the job just as well as anybody else. Nurses, whether they are men or women, care for the sick, the elderly. Things like that. Ryan: Uh. Ashley: And are you saying that women can't be farmers, carpenters, or truck drivers? Ryan: Well, most men do those jobs, so ... Anyway, women can do them if they want. I just think that women are better suited to be secretaries, waitresses, piano teachers. You know. Ashley: Man, you're stuck in the 18th century. No one will marry you. Ryan: Oh, well, just forget this. But not to change the subject, but I'm having a problem with my car, and I was wondering if Jimmy, I mean James, could take a look at it. Ashely: Forget it. Start pushing! Ryan: Ah! What was said before this conversation?
Answer: Ashley: Ryan. I just want you to know that I'm going to go to school to become an auto mechanic.
[Q]: W: Do what? M: You know what I am taking about. Why did you go and tell Mrs. Wallace how much money I am going to make? Now she will go and tell the whole world! W: Well, I am sorry, Paul. M: Yeah, but you know she talks to everybody and their brothers. W: Well, I apologize. I guess I wasn't thinking. I got all excited. M: Oh, well, it's done now. I guess it doesn't matter that much, anyway. They will know in the end. Everyone in this town got a big nose. W: You know, it is really a lot of money for a first job... What was said before this conversation?
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[A]: M: Aw, Jane! What did you have to go and do that for?
input: Please answer the following: W: I'm parking my car here. M: No, I'm sorry. It's impossible. W: Why not? I don't see a "No Parking" sign. M: This is my parking place. W: I don't see a sign with your name. M: I park here every day. W: Well, I'm parking here today. What was said before this conversation?
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output: M: What are you doing?
Please answer this: W: The old man looks very serious and I've never seen him smile. The old lady is so kind. What was said before this conversation?
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Answer: M: How do you like your neighbors?
Problem: M: Hello! W: Hello! If you are suffering from anxiety or depression, poetry may be the solution to your problems. Dr Stewart, how does poetry help? M: Em, OK! Look, let me give you an example. A patient came into our clinic last month. He was a middle-aged businessmen, and he was feeling, well, like most middle-aged businessmen, really stressed and with his life out of control. He talked to me about it, and, well, I was convinced that medication just wouldn't help him. Then I read him a poem called Leisure by WHDavis. Do you know the one? It begins, er... W: I do, yes. M: What is this life, er, so full of. It is so or if... W: I think it's if. M: If full of care, that's it, yes. We have no time to stand and stare. Well, you know the one. The next time he came to see me, he told me that, well, it was a sort of turning point for him. The poem made him think about the quality of his life and the need to find a balance between his work and his social life. Er, you see, because the idea was expressed poetically, he felt that he could identify with it, and actually feel the message in a way that he wouldn't if he simply discussed it with me. And we just had the usual kind of conversation about it. W: Yes, I see. M: You see, reading poetry to patients seems to make them calmer. Encouraging them to write it has an even more dramatic effect, actually. Era, there.., there are something about the process of expressing confused thoughts and feelings and emotions in writing that actually helps people or suffering from stress and anxiety. This happens especially if the words are written in a poetical way with a sense of rhythm rather than in prose, you see. Er, now, for a long time, we've been asking patients to write diaries to put their feelings into words. But it turns out that writing poetry seems to work much better for many patients. W: Right, and have you found that other doctors and therapists have made the same discoveries? M: Yes, many of my colleagues have successfully used poetry with patients... What was said before this conversation?

A: W: We all know that poetry is not everyone's cup of tea. But according to Dr James Stewart.
input: Please answer the following: M: Post office? It's not far from here. Do you know Xinhua Road? W: I'm from the United States and this is my first trip to your city. I know nothing about the city. M: Oh, welcome to our city, I'll show you the road. Please follow me. W: Thanks, by the way, where can I buy a map of the city? M: Just at the gate of the post office. Look, the post office is just across the street. W: Thank you very much. Good-bye. M: Good-bye. What was said before this conversation?
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output:
W: Excuse me, could you tell me where the post office is?