篇一：新标准大学英语综合教程第二册重点文章及翻译
Unit 1 Are You a 1960s Type Student?
If you can remember anything about the 1960s, you weren't really there," so the saying goes. It may be true for those who spent their college years in a haze of marijuana smoke. But there is one thing everyone remembers about the 1960s: Going to college was the most exciting and stimulating experience of your life.
In the 1960s, California's colleges and universities had transformed the state into the world's seventh largest economy. However, Berkeley, the University of California's main campus, was also well-known for its student demonstrations and strikes, and its atmosphere of political radicalism. When Ronald Reagan ran for office as governor of California in 1966, he asked if Californians would allow "a great university to be brought to its knees by a noisy, dissident minority". The liberals replied that it was the ability to tolerate noisy, dissident minorities which made universities great.
On university campuses in Europe, mass socialist or communist movements gave rise to increasingly violent clashes between the establishment and the college students, with their new and passionate commitment to freedom and justice. Much of the protest was about the Vietnam War. But in France, the students of the Sorbonne in Paris managed to form an alliance with the trade unions and to launch a general strike, which ultimately brought about the resignation of President de Gaulle.
It wasn't just the activism that characterized student life in the 1960s. Everywhere, going to college meant your first taste of real freedom, of late nights in the dorm or in the Junior Common Room, discussing the meaning of life. You used to have to go to college to read your first forbidden book, see your first indie film, or find someone who shared your passion, for Jimi Hendrix or Lenny Bruce. It was a moment of unimaginable freedom, the most liberating in your life:
But where's the passion today? What's the matter with college? These days political, social and creative awakening seems to happen not because of college, but in spite of it. Of course, it's true that higher education is still important. For example, in the UK, Prime Minister Blair was close to achieving his aim of getting 50 per cent of all under thirties into college by 2010 (even though a cynic would say that this was to keep them off the unemployment statistics). Yet college education is no longer a topic of great national importance. Today, college is seen as a kind of small town from which people are keen to escape. Some people drop out, but the most apathetic stay the course because it's too much effort to leave.
Instead of the heady atmosphere of freedom which students in the1960s discovered, students today are much more serious. The British Council has recently done research into the factors which help international students decide where to study. In descending order these are: quality of courses, employability prospects, affordability, personal security issues, lifestyle, and accessibility. College has become a means to an end, an opportunity to increase one's chances on the employment market, and not an end in itself, which gives you the chance to imagine, just for a short while, that you can change the world.
The gap between childhood and college has shrunk, and so has the gap between college and the real world. One of the reasons may be financial. In an uncertain world, many children rely on their parents' support much longer than they used to. Students leaving university in the 21st century simply cannot afford to set up their own home because it's too expensive. Another possible reason is the communications revolution. Gone are the days when a son or daughter rang home once or twice a term. Today students are umbilically linked to their parents by their cell phones. And as for finding like-minded friends to share a passion for obscure literature or music, well, we have the Internet and chat rooms to help us do that.
"Bliss was it in that dawn to be alive,
But to be young was very heaven!"
Wordsworth may have written these lines about the French Revolution; but they were also true for the students of the 1960s. So why aren't they true for the students of today?
大学已经不再特别了
有这么一种说法：“要是你能记得20世纪60年代的任何事情，你就没有真正经历过那段岁月。”对于在大麻烟雾中度过大学时光的那些人，这话可能是真的。但是，20世纪60年代有一件事人人都记得，那就是：上大学是你一生中最激动人心、最刺激的经历。
20世纪60年代，加州的高校把本州变成了世界第七大经济实体。然而，加州大学的主校园伯克利分校也以学生示威、罢课以及激进的政治氛围而著名。1966年，罗纳德·里根竞选加州州长，他问加州是否允许“一所伟大的大学被喧闹的、唱反调的少数人征服。”自由派人士回答说，大学之所以伟大正是因为它们有能力容忍喧闹的、唱反调的少数人。
在欧洲的大学校园里，大学生以新的姿态和激情投人到争取自由和正义的事业中去，大规模的社会主义或共产主义运动引发了他们与当权者之间日益升级的暴力冲突。许多抗议是针对越南战争的。可是在法国，巴黎大学的学生与工会联盟，发动了一场大罢工，最终导致戴高乐总统辞职。
20世纪60年代大学生活的特点并不仅仅是激进的行动。不论在什么地方，上大学都意味着你初次品尝真正自由的滋味，初次品尝深更半夜在宿舍或学生活动室里讨论人生意义的滋味。你往往得上了大学才能阅读你的第一本禁书，看你的第一部独立影人电影，或者找到和你一样痴迷吉米·亨德里克斯或兰尼·布鲁斯的志同道合者。那是一段难以想象的自由时光，你一生中最无拘无束的时光。
可如今那份激情哪儿去了？大学怎么了？现在，政治、社会和创造意识的觉醒似乎不是凭借大学的助力，而是冲破其阻力才发生的。当然，一点不假，高等教育仍然重要。例如，在英国，布莱尔首相几乎实现了到2010年让50％的30岁以下的人上大学的目标（即使愤世嫉俗的人会说，这是要把他们排除在失业统计数据之外）。不过，大学教育已不再是全民重视的话题了。如今，大学被视为人们急于逃离的一种小城镇。有些人辍学，但大多数已经有些麻木，还是坚持混到毕业，因为离开学校实在是太费事了。
没有了20世纪60年代大学生所发现的令人头脑发热的自由气氛，如今的大学生要严肃得多。英国文化协会最近做了一项调查，研究外国留学生在决定上哪所大学时所考虑的因素。这些因素从高到低依次是：课程质量、就业前景、学费负担、人身安全
问题、生活方式，以及各种便利。大学已变成实现目的的手段，是在就业市场上增加就业几率的一个机会，上大学本身不再是目的，不再是给你提供一个机会，让你暂时想象一下：你能够改变世界。
童年与大学之间的距离已缩小了，大学与现实世界之间的距离也缩小了。其中的一个原因可能和经济有关。在一个没有保障的世界里，现在的许多孩子依赖父母资助的时间比以前的孩子更长。21世纪的学生大学毕业后根本无法自立门户，因为那太昂贵了。另一个可能的原因是通讯革命。儿子或女儿每学期往家里打一两回电话的日子一去不复返了。如今，大学生通过手机与父母保持着脐带式联系。至于寻找痴迷无名文学或音乐的同道好友，没问题，我们有互联网和聊天室来帮助我们做到这一点。
“幸福啊，活在那个黎明之中，．年轻更是如进天堂！
华兹华斯的诗句说的可能是法国大革命，但是对于20世纪60年代的大学生而言，这样的诗句同样真实生动。可是为什么对于如今的大学生来说，它们就不真实了呢？
Unit 2 This is Sandy
I love it when my friends introduce me to new people, although I never let on. I love the proud and honorable expression they wear when they say “This is Sandy — she's deaf”, as if I were evidence of their benevolence. I also love the split-second shocked expression on the new people, the hasty smiles and their best imitations of what they think of as their “normal faces”. If they do the ritual well enough I turn my head ever so slightly and tuck my hair behind one of my ears, whichever one's closer to them. They never fail to say something nice about my pink hearing aids, while my regular friends beam on.
I'm thinking of starting a hearing aid collection, actually. They'd make better accessories than earrings: I once saw a catalog for clip-on hearing aids and hearing aid covers, and the products were most definitely fashion statements in various shapes and hues. It'd be like the exquisitely expensive handbag Esther's dad got her when we were in high school. The rest of us could only admire, but could not, imitate, because our dads weren’t rich enough to spoil us that way. And now, only I can wear hearing aids: My friends can do nothing but gush.
To be honest, I quite like my deafness. It wasn't easy the first few years after the car accident and the stupid exploding airbag, but now it's become something that makes me special among my friends. None of my close friends are hearing-impaired; simply because I wasn’t born deaf. By the time I lost my hearing; I'd already accumulated a fixed circle of people, and they mostly rushed to participate in the drama.
You know how when you talk about your friends, you refer to them as Drew the Bartender, Carol the Feminist, Greg the Guy Who Can Knot a Cherry Stem with His Tongue and so on? I'm Sandy the Deaf Girl. I like it. I don’t have any other particularly outstanding traits or skills. Never did.
It's more than just standing out; too: I'm sure a lot of important events in my life wouldn't have happened or worked out quite the same way if I weren't wearing pink hearing aids. For example, the thing with Colin.
I first met Colin at an apartment party. When Carol the Feminist introduced us to each other, I tucked my hair behind both my ears and leaned closer, not because he did the ritual particularly well; but because he was a stud: You should have seen his recovery smile after the inevitable surprise.
We went in search of drinks after the handshakes, and somewhere between what was functioning as the wine bar and the couch, we lost Carol.
“Do you usually read lips like this? Or do you sign, too?” he asked after a while.
“I mostly just read lips because it was easier to pick up than signing, although that's not the only reason I was staring at your lips," I told him.
He laughed. We talked more, and then the host upped the music volume and dimmed the lights for the “dance floor”; and I had to lean in much, much closer to be able to continue reading his lips in the semi-darkness. And read his lips I did.
We did the usual and exchanged numbers, and a week later Colin did the unthinkable and called. We went out, satisfied ourselves that the other person still looked good in sober daylight, and read more lips. Within two months Colin and I were dating.
这位是桑迪
我的朋友向生人介绍我的时候，虽然我嘴上从不说什么，但我心里喜欢得很。我喜欢他们说“这位是桑迪—她是聋子”的时候脸上那副骄傲和荣耀的表情，就好像我证明了他们的仁德善心一样。我也喜欢生人脸上那瞬间的震惊表情、匆忙的微笑和他们竭力装出的“正常脸色”。如果他们这套仪式做得够好，我就会微微转过头，把头发掖到离他们较近的那只耳朵后面。他们总会说些好话，夸我的粉红色助听器，我的朋友们则在一旁灿烂地微笑。
实际上，我在考虑开始收藏助听器。它们是比耳环更好的首饰。我曾经看到过一款“一夹得”带罩助听器的广告图片，产品有各种各样的形状和颜色，绝对时髦。那就像我们上高中的时候，埃斯特的爸爸给她买的精美昂贵的手提包一样。那时，我们其他人只有羡慕的份儿，却无法仿效，因为我们的老爸没那么多钱去娇惯我们。而现在，只有我能戴助听器。朋友们也就只有羡慕的份儿了。
说实话，我挺喜欢耳聋的。在那次车祸和愚蠢的安全气囊破裂之后的头几年，日子不好过，但是现在，耳聋让我在朋友中显得很特别。我的好朋友没有一个是听力残障的，因为我不是天生耳聋，在我失去听觉的时候，我已经有了一个固定的朋友圈。他们中的多数人都热心积极地参加这场“表演”。
你知道，在你谈论朋友时，你会把称他们为“酒吧侍者德鲁”、“女权主义者卡罗尔”、‘能用舌头给樱桃梗打结的家伙格雷格”等等。我是“聋女桑迪”。我喜欢这个称呼。我没有任何其它突出的个性或能耐。从来没有过。
还不仅仅是与众不同。我确信，假如我不戴粉红色助听器的话，我生活中的许多重大事件就不会以同样的方式发生或产生同样的结果。例如，跟柯林之间的事儿。
我初次遇见柯林是在一次公寓派对上。女权主义者卡罗尔给我们彼此做了介绍之后，我把头发拢到两耳之后，凑得更近些，不是因为他把那套仪式做得特别好，而是因为他是个情种。谁都能注意到在不可避免的惊讶之后他脸上恢复的微笑。
握手之后，我们去拿喝的。在临时搭建的吧台和沙发之间的某个地方，卡罗尔不见了。 “你通常都像这样读唇语吗？还是也用手语？”过了一会儿他问。
我告诉他说：“我多数时间只读唇语，因为这比用手语更容易，但这不是我一直盯着你的嘴唇的唯一原因。”
他大笑起来。我们又说了一会儿话。后来，主人放大音乐的音量，调暗“舞池”的灯光；我不得不凑近他，很近很近，以便能在昏暗中接着读他的唇语。我的确读到了他的唇语。 我们照例交换了电话号码。一周之后，柯林做了件不可思议的事：他打来了电话。我们出去玩了，发现对方在大白天依然好看，因此彼此感觉满意。我又读了更多的唇语。在两个月之内，柯林和我就开始约会了。
Unit 3 Stolen Identity
Catch Me If You Can
“Frank never went to pilot school, medical school, law school, ... because he's still in high school.”
That was the strapline of the 2002 film Catch Me If You Can, which tells the story of Frank Abagnale, Jr. (Leonardo DiCaprio), a brilliant young master of deception who at different times impersonated a doctor, a lawyer, and an airplane pilot, forging checks worth more than six million dollars in 26 countries. He became the youngest man to ever make the FBI’s most-wanted list for forgery. Hunted and caught in the film by fictional FBI agent Carl Haatty (Tom Hanks), Abagnale later escaped. He eventually became a consultant for the FBI where he focused on white-collar crime.
It's a great film, but could it happen in real life? In fact, Catch Me If You Can is based on the true story of Frank Abagnale, whose career as a fraudster lasted about six years before he was caught, who escaped from custody three times (once through an airplane toilet), and who spent a total of six years in prison in France, Sweden and the US. He now runs a consultancy advising the world of business how to avoid fraud. He has raised enough money to pay back all his victims, and is now a multi-millionaire.
Since 2003, identity theft has become increasingly common. Few people could imagine how important things like taking mail to the post office and not leaving it in the mailbox for pickup, shredding documents instead of throwing them out with the trash, even using a pen costing a couple of bucks, have become to avoid life-changing crimes.
More and more people are becoming anonymous victims of identity theft. We spend many hours and dollars trying to recover our name, our credit, our money and our lives. We need to look for different ways to protect ourselves. We can improve our chances of avoiding this crime, but it will never go away.
It's not just a list of do's and don'ts, we need to change our mindset. Although online banking is now commonplace, there's a significant group of people in the country — the baby boomers, 15 per cent of the population —who still prefer to use paper. What's more, 30 per cent of cases of fraud occur within this group. A check has all the information about you that an identity thief needs. If you use a ballpoint pen, the ink can be removed with the help of a regular household
篇二：大学体验英语听说教程2(第二版)听力原文(最后两题)
Experiencing English Listening ＆ Speaking
Level 04
Unit 1 Introductions“You’ll really like him.” Alice: Look, there he is. Jean: Who? Alice: Robert, the guy I’ve been telling you about.
Jean: Oh. The guy you’re going out with? Alice: I wish. The guy I WANT to go out with.
Jean: Oh, he’s really handsome. Um, let’s go talk to him.
Alice: Oh, OK. I’ll introduce you. I think you’ll really like him. Hi, Robert. Robert: Oh, hi. Alice: Have you met my friend, Jean? Robert: Hey, Jean. I think we’ve met before. Jean: We have? Where? Robert: Last December, at Sam’s party.
Jean: Oh, Sam.
Robert: Oh? Aren’t you going out with him anymore? Jean: No, we broke up a couple of mouths ago.
Robert: Oh—Oh, really?
Unit 2 Personality “What do you like about him?” Sheri: Hey, I went out with the neatest guy over the weekend!
Jeremy: Yeah, what’s he like?Tall?Handsome?
Sheri: Not really. Jeremy: Dress nice? Drive a nice car? Sheri: Not especially. Jeremy: Then he must be buff. Does he work out a lot?
Sheri: No—But he has a nice smile—Dimples. I like dimples. He’s kind of cute. Jeremy: And that’s what you like about him?
Sheri: No, it’s more than that. He’s sensitive. Jeremy: Sensitive? How can you tell? Sheri: Well, we went to this really romantic movie, and there was this really sad part, and, and he—Cried.
Jeremy: He cried?
Sheri: Yeah, he just cried and he didn’t try to hide it or anything. It was so sweet.
Jeremy: Oh—You like that, huh? Well, I cry at movies, too!
Unit 3 Home “The view is great.”
Sean: This is Sean McCain, live with Julie Morris, from Gemini One, the internatonal space station. Julie, can you hear me?
Julie: Yes, I can hear you. Sean: Julie, can you tell us, what is it like living on the Gemini One?
Julie: The Gemini One is wonderful. It’s not so different from living on Earth,
really. We have jobs, friends, entertainment, natural beauty. And we have all the modern conveniences that you have on Earth.
Sean: What modern conveniences?
Julie: Well, we have movie theaters, game centers, music clubs, shops, restaurants— Sean: How about food? How do you get your food? Julie: I go shopping, just like everyone on Earth. You can get any type of food
here. Sean: Is food expensive?
Julie: Some of it is. The stuff that’s imported from Earth is very expensive. Like a banana from Earth can cost $100. But most food is really cheap. Sean: Do you miss getting away to the countryside or the mountains? Don’t you miss nature? Julie: Well, we have lots of nature up here. I can go hiking and mountain biking, riding in the hills, take a swim in a beautiful lake. It’s really beautiful up here. Sean: How do people get around up there?
Julie: Oh, just like we do down there. We have electric cars and trains, but not
airplanes. Sean: What do you like most about living in the space station?
Julie: Well, the air is clean. There’s no pollution, and it’s easy to get around. It’s really an ideal world. Sean: And what do you like least?
Julie: Well, it’s kind of expensive to fly home to Earth to see my parents for the
holidays.
Unit 4 Technology “How does it work?” Cindy: What the heck is that?
Dave: It’s a Thai magazine. Cindy: Thai? You can read Thai? Dave: Well, a little. Cindy: How?
Dave: I went to Thailand last summer and I lived with a Thai friend and his family. I had such a great experience I want to go back. Cindy: Why? What was your experience like?
Dave: Well, I started to learn some Thai— And practiced talking with people
and ordering in restaurants and everybody was so nice— You know, Thailand is called the Land of the Smiles— They even smiled when I made a mistake speaking the language. The people were beautiful.
Everything was beautiful. It changed my life.
Cindy: But I’ve always heard that Thai was impossible to learn. Dave: Maybe for some people but not for me. I mean it is totally different from
English. The writing system is different, they use different tones, everything is different, but I really want to learn it. I want to understand more when I go back.
Cindy: I wish I felt that way about learning French. Maybe I should study another language.
Dave: No, Cindy, it’s not the language. You’ve just got to get into it.
Unit 5 Nationalities “All around the world”
Steve: I can’t believe these people. I can’t believe what they do. Trish: Calm down, Steve. What are you talking about? What is it this time? Steve: Look at this. I just bought a donut. I’m so sick of the clerk wrapping each pastry individually, then taping the bags shut, then putting those bags in another bag, folding it down, and then taping that bag shut. I can’t take it anymore. It’s crazy and it’s bad for the environment. Trish: How long have you been living here? Don’t you know that’s the way it is? Steve: I just want them to stick ‘emin a napkin for me, so I can eat while I’m walking to class.
Trish: There you go again. Don’t you know it’s rude to eat while you walk? Steve: I’m so tired of this place. I don’t have time to sit down and eat. People
篇三：现代大学英语精读1课本内容及翻译
Lesson OneHalf a Day
Naguib Mahfous
1. I walked alongside my father, clutching his right hand. All my clothes were new: the black shoes, the green school uniform,
and the red cap. They did not make me happy, however, as this was the day I was to be thrown into school for the first time.
2. My mother stood at the window watching our progress, and I turned towards her from time to time, hoping she would help.
We walked along a street lined with gardens, and fields planted with crops: pears, and date palms.
3. "Why school ?" I asked my father. "What have I done ?"
4. "I'm not punishing you, " he said, laughing. "School's not a punishment. It's a place that makes useful men out of boys.
Don' t you want to be useful like your brothers?"
5. I was not convinced. I did not believe there was really any good to be had in tearing me away from my home and throwing
me into the huge, high-walled building.
6. When we arrived at the gate we could see the courtyard, vast and full of boys and girls. "Go in by yourself, " said my
father, "and join them. Put a smile on your face and be a good example to others. "
7. I hesitated and clung to his hand, but he gently pushed me from him. "Be a man, " he said. "Today you truly begin life.
You will find me waiting for you when it's time to leave. "
8. I took a few steps. Then the faces of the boys and girls came into view. I did not know a single one of them, and none of
them knew me. I felt I was a stranger who had lost his way. But then some boys began to glance at me in curiosity, and one of them came over and asked, "Who brought you?"
9. "My father, " I whispered.
10. "My father's dead, " he said simply.
11. I did not know what to say. The gate was now closed. Some of the children burst into tears. The bell rang. A lady came
along, followed by a group of men. The men began sorting us into ranks. We were formed into an intricate pattern in the great courtyard surrounded by high buildings; from each floor we were overlooked by a long balcony roofed in wood.
12. "This is your new home, "said the woman. "There are mothers and fathers here, too. Everything that is enjoyable and
beneficial is here. So dry your tears and face life joyfully. "
13. Well, it seemed that my misgivings had had no basis. From the first moments I made many friends and fell in love with
many girls. I had never imagined school would have this rich variety of experiences.
14. We played all sorts of games. In the music room we sang our first songs. We also had our first introduction to language.
We saw a globe of the Earth, which revolved and showed the various continents and countries. We started learning
numbers, and we were told the story of the Creator of the universe. We ate delicious food, took a little nap, and woke up to go on with friendship and love, playing and learning.
15. Our path, however, was not totally sweet and unclouded. We had to be observant and patient. It was not all a matter of
playing and fooling around. Rivalries could bring about pain and hatred or give rise to fighting. And while the lady would sometimes smile, she would often yell and scold. Even more frequently she would resort to physical punishment.
16. In addition, the time for changing one' s mind was over and gone and there was no question of ever returning to the
paradise of home. Nothing lay ahead of us but exertion, struggle, and perseverance. Those who were able took advantage of the opportunities for success and happiness that presented themselves.
17. The bell rang, announcing the passing of the day and the end of work. The children rushed toward the gate, which was
opened again. I said goodbye to friends and sweethearts and passed through the gate. I looked around but found no trace of my father, who had promised to be there. I stepped aside to wait. When I had waited for a long time in vain, I decided to return home on my own. I walked a few steps, then came to a startled halt. Good Lord! Where was the street lined with gardens? Where had it disappeared to? When did all these cars invade it? And when did all these people come to rest on its surface? How did these hills of rubbish find their way to cover its sides? And where were the fields that bordered it? High buildings had taken over, the street was full of children, and disturbing noises shook the air. Here and there stood conjurers showing off their tricks or making snakes appear from baskets. Then there was a band announcing the opening of a circus, with clowns and weight lifters walking in front.
18. Good God! I was in a daze. My head spun. I almost went crazy. How could all this have happened in half a day, between
early morning and sunset? I would find the answer at home with my father. But where was my home? I hurried towards the crossroads, because I remembered that I had to cross the street to reach our house, but the stream of cars would not let up. Extremely irritated, I wondered when I would be able to cross.
19. I stood there a long time, until the young boy employed at the ironing shop on the corner came up to me.
20. He stretched out his arm and said, "Grandpa, let me take you across."
第一课 半日
1 我走在父亲的一侧，牢牢地抓着他的右手。我身上穿的，戴的全是新的：黑鞋子，绿校服，红帽子。然儿我一点儿也高兴不起来，因为今天我将第一次被扔到学校里去。
2 母亲站在窗前望着我们缓缓前行，我也不时的回头看她，希望她会救我。我们沿着街道走着，街道两旁是花园和田野，田野里栽满了梨树和椰枣树。
3 “我为什么要去上学？”我问父亲，“是我做错了什么了吗？”
4 “我不是在惩罚你，”父亲笑着说道，“上学不是一种惩罚。学校是把孩子培养成才的地方。难道你不想象你哥哥们那样，成为一个有用的人吗？”
5 我不相信他的话。我才不相信把我从家里拽出来，扔进那个大大的，高墙围绕的建筑里对我有什么真正的好处呢。
6 到了学校门口，我们看到了宽阔的庭院，站满了孩子。“自己进去吧，”我父亲说，“加入他们。笑一笑，给其他的孩子做个好榜样。”
7 我紧抓着父亲的手，犹豫不决。但是父亲却把我轻轻地推开了。“拿出点男子气概来，”他说，“从今天起你就要真正开始自己的生活了。放学时我会在这等你的。”
8 我走了几步，便看见了一些孩子的面孔。他们中我一个也不认识。他们也没有一个认识我的。我感觉自己像是一个迷了路的陌生人。然而这时有些男孩开始好奇的打量我，其中一个走过来问到，“谁带你来的？”
9 “我爸爸”我小声说道。
10 “我爸爸死了，”他简短地说。
11 我不知道该说些什么。这时学校的门已经关上了，有些孩子哭了起来。接着，铃响了，一位女士走了过来，后面跟着一群男人。那些人把我们排成几行。使我们形成一个错综复杂的队行，站在那四周高楼耸立的院子里。每层楼都有长长的阳台，阳台上带有木制顶棚，从阳台上可以俯视到我们。
12 “这是你们的新家，”那位女士说道，“这儿有你们的父母。一切能带给你们快乐，对你们有益的事物，这儿都有。因此擦干你们的眼泪，快快乐乐地面对生活。”
13 这样看来我之前的顾虑都是毫无根据的了。从一开始我就结交了许多朋友，并且爱上了许多女孩。我从未想过学校的生活是如此丰富多彩。
14 我们玩着各种各样的游戏，在音乐室里我们唱着第一次学会的歌。我们第一次接触到了语言的学习。我们看见了一个地球仪，旋转它，便能看见世界上的各个大洲和国家的名称。我们还开始学习数字，听老师将造物主的故事。吃过美味的食物，小睡之后，我们醒来又继续在友谊和爱之中嬉戏，学习。
15 然而，校园生活并不是完全甜蜜和阳光普照的。我们还必须遵守纪律，耐心听讲。学校生活也不光是嬉戏和无所事事。同学间的竞争还可能引起痛苦，仇恨，甚至打斗。虽然那位女士有时面带微笑，但也经常会对我们大声吼叫并责骂我们，甚至，更常见的是体罚我们。
16 另外，我们再也不能改变主意，再也不能回到天堂般的家里了。摆在我们面前的只有努力奋斗和坚持不懈。一旦机会来了那些有能力的人就会抓住它们去获取成功和幸福。
17 铃响了，宣告一天学校生活的结束。孩子们匆匆奔向大门，这时大门被打开了。我向我的朋友和“女友们”告完别，走出了校门。我四处张望却没发现父亲的踪影。他答应我会在校门外等我的。于是我走到一边去等他。当我等了好久，他也没来的时候，我决定自己回家。我走了几步，却惊奇地站住了。我的天哪!那条两边是花园的街道怎么不见了？消失到哪里去了？是什么时候这些车辆闯到马路上的？又是什么时候这些人来到街道上歇憩的？这一座座垃圾堆又是怎样堆到街道两旁的？街道旁的田野又到哪里去了？取而代之的是林立的高楼。街道上挤满了孩子。嘈杂声震荡着空气。街头巷尾站着杂耍艺人，他们或玩着戏法，或是让蛇从篮子里出现。接着，一个乐队奏起了音乐，宣布马戏表演的开始，小丑和举重大力士走在前面。
18 我的天!我感觉一片茫然，头晕目眩，几乎快要疯了。这一切怎么可能就在从清晨到日落的这半天时间里发生？或许回到家，父亲会告诉我答案的。但是，我的家又在哪里？我赶紧奔向十字路口，因为我记得要穿过那条街道才能到家，但车流不息，我极为恼怒，我知何时才可以过去。
19 我久久的站在那里，直到在街道熨衣店里工作的小男孩向我走来。
20 他伸出手臂来说道：“爷爷，我扶您过马路吧。”
单元测验：
Quiz
Explain the following words and phrases in English
1.take sb. across 2.beneficial 3.cling to
4. conjurer 5.convince 6.curiosity
7.daze8.exertion 9.halt
10.intricate 11.irritated 12.misgiving
13.observant14.overlook15.perseverance
16.rank 17.revolve 18.scold
19.startled 20. in vain
Keys
1.take sb. to the other side2.useful
3. to hold closely; refuse to let go 4. a magician
5. to make sb. believe; to persuade 6. the desire to learn and know
7. a condition of being unable to think or feel clearly
8. effort 9. a stop or pause
10. very complicated 11. annoyed
12. feelings of doubt and fear13. careful to observe (rules)
14. to see a place from a building or window
15. to keep trying to do sth. in spite of the difficulties16. a line (of people)
17.to move or turn in a circle around a central point
18. to angrily criticize sb. , especially a child
19. surprised and often slightly frightened20. without result
Lesson Two Going Home
Pete Hamill
1. They were going to Fort Lauderdale, Florida. There were six of them, three boys and three girls, and they got on the bus at
34th Street, carrying sandwiches and wine in paper bags. They were dreaming of golden beaches and sea tides as the grey, cold spring of New York vanished behind them. Vingo was on the bus from the beginning.
2. As the bus passed through New Jersey, they began to notice that Vingo never moved. He sat in front of the young people,
his dusty face masking his age, dressed in a plain brown suit that did not fit him. His fingers were stained from cigarettes and he chewed the inside of his lip a lot. He sat in complete silence and seemed completely unaware of the existence of the others.
3. Deep into the night, the bus pulled into a Howard Johnson's restaurant and everybody got off the bus except Vingo. The
young people began to wonder about him, trying to imagine his life: perhaps he was a sea captain; maybe he had run away from his wife; he could be an old soldier going home. When they went back to the bus, one of the girls became so curious that she decided to engage him in a conversation. She sat down beside him and introduced herself.
4. "We're going to Florida," the girl said brightly. "You going that far?"
5. "I don't know," Vingo said.
6. "I've never been there," she said. " I hear it's beautiful."
7. "It is," he said quietly, as if remembering something he had tried to forget.
8. "You live there?"
9. "I was there in the Navy, at the base in Jacksonville".
10. "Want some wine?" she said. He smiled and took a swig from the bottle. He thanked her and retreated again into his silence.
After a while, she went back to the others as Vingo nodded in sleep.
11. In the morning they awoke outside another Howard Johnson's and this time Vingo went in. The girl insisted that he join
them. He seemed very shy and ordered black coffee and smoked nervously, as the young people chattered about sleeping on beaches. When they got back on the bus, the girl sat with Vingo again. After a while, slowly and painfully, he began to tell his story. He had been in jail in New York for the last four years, and now he was going home.
12. "Are you married?"
13. "I don' t know."
14. "You don't know?" she said.
15. "Well, when I was in jail I wrote to my wife. I said, 'Martha, I understand if you can't stay married to me.' I said I was
going to be away a long time, and that if she couldn't stand it, if the kids kept asking questions, if it hurt her too much, well, she could just forget me. Get a new guy—she's a wonderful woman, really something—and forget about me. I told her she didn't have to write to me or anything, and she didn't. Not for three-and-a-half years."
16. "And you're going home now, not knowing?"
17. "Yeah," he said shyly. "Well, last week, when I was sure the parole was coming through I wrote her again. I told her that if
she had a new guy, I understood. But, if she didn't, if she would take me back she should let me know. We used to live in Brunswick, and there' s a great oak tree just as you come into town. I told her if she would take me back, she should tie a yellow ribbon to the tree, and I would get off and come home. If she didn't want me, forget it, no ribbon and I'd understand and keep going on through."
18. "Wow," the girl said. "Wow."
19. She told the others, and soon all of them were caught up in the approach of Brunswick, looking at the pictures Vingo
showed them of his wife and three children. Now they were 20 miles from Brunswick, and the young people took the
window seats on the right side, waiting for the approach of the great oak tree. Vingo stopped looking, tightening his face into the ex-con's mask, as if fortifying himself against still another disappointment. Then it was 10 miles, and then five, and the bus became very quiet.
20. Then suddenly all of the young people were up out of their seats, screaming and shouting and crying, doing small dances,
shaking clenched fists in triumph and exaltation. All except Vingo.
21. Vingo sat there stunned, looking at the oak tree through his misty eyes. The tree was covered with yellow ribbons, 30 of
them, 50 of them, maybe hundreds, a tree that stood like a banner of welcome, blowing and billowing in the wind. As the young people shouted, the old con slowly rose from his seat, holding himself tightly, and made his way to the front of the bus to go home.
第二课 回家
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