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Eddie Gets a Job — Almost 埃迪碰钉子Hotshot Eddie needed money to buy a new guitar. His old one was on its last legs, and if he wanted to become a famous rock star, he needed the right equipment.Eddie went to his mother and put his cards on the table, asking her for the money to buy a new guitar. His mother refused point-blank. She told him that if he wanted to live a successful life, he should try harder.Next, Eddie turned to his sister, Gillian. She was a smart cookie, and Eddie felt sure she would be able to suggest something. He was right. Gillian told him to get a part-time job at Billy’s Burgers. “Great idea” said Eddie. “How much do they pay?”“Peanuts,” said Gillian. “It will take you years to save up enough money for a guitar, but at least you’ll have something to do. Now go away. I’m trying to .”自命不凡的埃迪需要钱买把新吉他。他的旧吉他快报废了,而如果他想成为一名著名的摇滚明星,他需要合适的装备。埃迪去找他妈妈说明事实,向她要钱买把新吉他。他母亲直截了当地拒绝了他。她告诉埃迪如果他想过功成名就的日子,他就该多加把劲。接着埃迪向他吉莉安求助。她是个聪明的家伙,埃迪相信她能提出好的建议。他猜对了。吉莉安叫他去比利汉堡店打工。 “好主意!” 埃迪说。“他们付多少钱?”“少得可怜。” 吉莉安说,“你得用好几年才能存够钱买把吉他,但至少你会有事情做。现在快走开。我要看书了。”One-eyed Doe 独眼鹿A one-eyed doe was grazing near the river. She kept her one eye on the land to watch out for hunters. She kept the other side of her face towards the river because she never saw hunters coming from the river. However, she didn’t see the boat on the river with sailors in it. When they got close enough, one of them shot her with his rifle. She lay there dying, and with her last few breaths, said, “My God! I expected an attack from land, but it turns out I was safe from that. I took the river for granted, so I didn’t watch it. My enemy came from the one place I least expected!”MORAL: Danger often comes from a source that is least expected.—based on a story from “Aesop’s Fables”一只独眼母鹿正在河边吃草。她用一只眼睛对着陆地,注意看有没有猎人。她脸的另一侧眼睛则对着河流,因为她从未见猎人从河里出现。可是她没有看到河上载着水手的船。当水手们靠近她时,其中一人射杀了她。她躺在那儿奄奄一息。用仅存的几口气说道:“天哪!我以为攻击会来自陆上,结果我却毫发无损。我以为河流这边一定安全,所以我没有注意。我的敌人居然来自最出乎我意料的地方!”寓意:最安全的地方往往是最危险的地方。─根据《伊索寓言》故事改编The Bald Guy 秃头先生Once there was an old guy, who was growing old and starting to lose his hair. By the time he had gone completely bald, he decided to cover his bald head with a wig.One day, he went out hunting with some friends. A strong wind suddenly blew his wig off. When his friends saw what had happened, they started laughing so hard that they could not stop.The bald guy started laughing, too, and just as loudly as the other men. He said to his friends, “How can I expect my fake hair to stay on my head when even my real hair won’t stay there?”从前有个老先生,随着年龄的增长开始掉头发。当他的头发全掉光后,他决定戴顶假发遮掩他的秃头。一天,他和一些朋友一起去打猎。突然一阵强风吹走了他的假发。他的朋友看到这样的情景,全都乐得大笑不止。秃头的先生也开始大笑起来,而且和其他人一样出声大笑。他对朋友说:“连我的真发都不肯留在我的头顶上,我又怎能奢望我的假发会留在那儿呢?” Article/200803/29197。

有声名著之双城记CHAPTER XVKnittingTHERE had been earlier drinking than usual in the wine shop of Monsieur Defarge. As early as six o'clock in the morning, sallow faces peeping through its barred windows had descried other faces within, bending over measures of wine. Monsieur Defarge sold a very thin wine at the best of times, but it would seem to have been an unusually thin wine that he sold at this time. A sour wine, moreover, or a souring, for its influence on the mood of those who drank it was to make them gloomy. No vivacious Bacchanalian flame leaped out of the pressed grape of monsieur Defarge: but, a smouldering fire that burnt in the dark, lay hidden in the dregs of it. This had been the third morning in succession, on which there had been early drinking at the wine-shop of Monsieur Defarge. It had begun on Monday, and here was Wednesday come. There had been more of early brooding than drinking; for, many men had listened and whispered and slunk about there from the time of the opening of the door, who could not ave laid a Piece of money on the counter to save their souls. These were to the full as interested in the place, however, as if they could have commanded whole barrels of wine; and they glided from seat to seat, and from corner to corner, swallowing talk in lieu of drink, with greedy looks. Notwithstanding an unusual flow of company, the master of the wine-shop was not visible. He was not missed; for, nobody who crossed the threshold looked for him, nobody asked for him, nobody wondered to see only Madame Defarge in her seat, presiding over the distribution of wine, with a bowl of battered small coins before her, as much defaced and beaten out of their original impress as the small coinage of humanity from whose ragged pockets they had come. A suspended interest and a prevalent absence of mind, were perhaps observed by the spies who looked in at the wine-shop, as they looked in at every place, high and low, from the king's palace to the criminal's gaol. Games at cards languished, players at dominoes musingly built towers with them, drinkers drew figures on the tables with spilt drops of wine, Madame Defarge herself picked out the pattern on her sleeve with her toothpick, and saw and heard something inaudible and invisible a long way off. Thus, Saint Antoine in this vinous feature of his, until midday. It was high noontide, when two dusty men passed through his streets and under his swinging lamps: of whom, one was Monsieur Defarge: the other a mender of roads in a blue cap. All adust and athirst, the two entered the wine-shop. Their arrival had lighted a kind of fire in the breast of Saint Antoine, fast sping as they came along, which stirred and flickered in flames of faces at most doors and windows. Yet, no one had followed them, and no man spoke when they entered the wine-shop, though the eyes of every man there were turned upon them. `Good-day, gentlemen!' said Monsieur Defarge. It may have been a signal for loosening the general tongue. It elicited an answering chorus of `Good-day!' `It is bad weather, gentlemen,' said Defarge, shaking his head. Upon which, every man looked at his neighbour, and then all cast down their eyes and sat silent. Except one man, who got up and went out. `My wife,' said Defarge aloud, addressing Madame Defarge: `I have travelled certain leagues with this good mender of roads, called Jacques. I met him--by accident--a day an half's journey Out of Paris. He is a good child, this mender of roads, called Jacques. Give him to drink, my wife!' A second man got up and went out. Madame Defarge set wine before the mender of roads called Jacques, who doffed his blue cap to the company, and drank. In the breast of his blouse he carried some coarse dark b; he ate of this between whiles, and sat munching and drinking near Madame Defarge's counter. A third man got up and went out. Defarge refreshed himself with a draught of wine--but, he took less than was given to the stranger, as being himself a man to whom it was no rarity--and stood waiting until the countryman had made his breakfast. He looked at no one present, and no one now looked at him; not even Madame Defarge, who had taken up her knitting, and was at work. `Have you finished your repast, friend?' he asked, in due season. `Yes, thank you.' `Come, then! You shall see the apartment that I told you you could occupy. It will suit you to a marvel.' Out of the wine-shop into the street, out of the street into a courtyard, out of the courtyard up a steep staircase, out of the staircase into a garret--formerly the garret where a white-haired man sat on a low bench, stooping forward and very busy, making shoes. No white-haired man was there now; but, the three men were there who had gone out of the wine-shop singly. And between them and the white-haired man afar off, was the one small link, that they had once looked in at him through the chinks in the wail. Defarge closed the door carefully, and spoke in a subdued voice: `Jacques One, Jacques Two, Jacques Three! This is the witness encountered by appointment, by me, Jacques Four. He will tell you all. Speak, Jacques Five! The mender of roads, blue cap in hand, wiped his swarthy forehead with it, and said, `Where shall I commence, monsieur?' `Commence,' was Monsieur Defarge's not unreasonable reply, `at the commencement.' `I saw him then, messieurs,' began the mender of roads, a year ago this running summer, underneath the carriage of the Marquis, hanging by the chain. Behold the manner of it. I leaving my work on the road, the sun going to bed, the carriage of the Marquis slowly ascending the hill, he hanging by the chain--like this.' Again the mender of roads went through the whole performance; in which he ought to have been perfect by that time, seeing that it had been the infallible resource and indispensable entertainment of his village during a whole year. Jacques One struck in, and asked if he had ever seen the man before? `Never,' answered the mender of roads, recovering his perpendicular. Jacques Three demanded how he afterwards recognised him then? `By his tall figure,' said the mender of roads, softly, and with his finger at his nose. `When Monsieur the Marquis demands that evening,, ``Say, what is he like?'' I make response, ``Tall as a spectre.''' `You should have said, short as a dwarf,' returned Jacques Two. `But what did I know? The deed was not then accomplished, neither did he confide in me. Observe! Under those circumstances even, I do not offer my testimony. Monsieur the Marquis indicates me with his finger, standing near our little fountain, and says, ``To me! Bring that rascal!'' My faith, messieurs, I offer nothing.' `He is right there, Jacques,' murmured Defarge, to him who had interrupted. `Go on!' `Good!' said the mender of roads, with an air of mystery. `The tall man is lost, and he is sought--how many months? Nine, ten, eleven?' `No matter, the number,' said Defarge. `He is well hidden, but at last he is unluckily found. Go on!' `I am again at work upon the hillside, and the sun is again about to go to bed. I am collecting my tools to descend to my cottage down in the village below, where it is aly dark, when I raise my eyes, and see coming over the hill six soldiers. In the midst of them is a tall man with his arms bound--tied to his sides--like this!' With the aid of his indispensable cap, he represented a man with his elbows bound fast at his hips, with cords that were knotted behind him. `I stand aside, messieurs, by my heap of stones, to see the soldiers and their prisoner pass (for it is a solitary road, that, where any spectacle is well worth looking at), and at first, as they approach, I see no more than that they are six soldiers with a tall man bound, and that they are almost black to my sight--except on the side of the sun going to bed where they have a red edge, messieurs. Also, I see that their long shadows are on the hollow ridge on the opposite side of the road, and are on the hill above it, and are like the shadows of giants. Also, I see that they are covered with dust, and that the dust moves with them as they come, tramp, tramp! But when they advance quite near to me, I recognise the tall man, and he recognises me. Ah, but he would be well content to precipitate himself over the hillside once again, as on the evening when he and I first encountered, close to the same spot!' Article/200903/65502。

"Are you writing a thank-you letter to Grandpa like I told you?" "Yes, Mum." "Your handwriting seems very large.""Well, Grandpa's deaf, so I'm writing very loud."“你是在按照我说的给爷爷写信感谢他吗?”“是的,妈妈。” “你的字好象写得太大了。” “嗯,爷爷的耳朵不好,所以我写得大声点儿。” Article/200805/40114。

It took an hour to stop him crying and then, very tired and cross, they took him home. Martha, Baby#39;s nursemaid, was waiting at the front door. She took Baby from them quickly:花了一个小时才哄他不哭了。他们又累又气,把他带回家。小弟弟的保姆马莎正在前门等候。她很快地把孩子接过去。lsquo;Where are the others? #39;she asked. #39;And who are you?#39;;别的孩子们在哪儿呢?;她问,;你们是谁?;#39;We#39;re us, of course,#39; Robert said. lsquo;You don#39;t know us be-cause we#39;re beautiful.#39;;我们就是我们,当然了。;罗伯特说,;你不认识我们是因为我们漂亮了。;#39;And we#39;re very hungry,rsquo; said Cyril, lsquo;and we want our lunch, please.#39;;我们还非常饿,;西里尔说,;我们想要午饭,求求了。;#39;Go away!#39; Martha screamed. #39;Or I#39;ll send for the police,#39; and she closed the door in their faces.;走开!;马莎叫道,;不然我要叫警察了。;她当着他们的面关上了门。The children were very hungry by then, and they tried three times to get into the house;but Martha would not let them in. After a while they went and sat at the bottom of the garden to wait for the sun to go down. #39;The wish will finish then, won#39;t it?rsquo; Jane said.那时孩子们已经非常饿了,他们三次试图进门;;但是马莎每次都不让他们进去。过了一会儿,他们去坐在花园尽头,等太阳落下去。;到那会儿愿望就结束了,不是吗?;简说。But the others didn#39;t answer because no one was really sure.其他人没有回答,因为谁也不敢肯定。It was a terrible afternoon. They had no lunch, no tea, and they were tired, angry and afraid. It#39;s true that they were all very beautiful, but that#39;s not a lot of help when you#39;re unhappy. In the end they fell asleep.那个下午可真糟。他们没有午饭,没有茶点,还又累又气又害怕。他们确实都很漂亮,可人不高兴时漂亮也帮不了多大忙。最后他们睡着了。It was nearly dark when they woke up. Anthea was the first to wake up and she looked at the others. They were no longer very beautiful. Everything was all right again. Happily, they all went back to the house. Of course, Martha was angry.他们醒来时天都快黑了。安西娅第一个醒来,她看看其他孩子。他们不再很漂亮了。一切都恢复原样了。他们都高高兴兴地回屋了。当然,马莎很生气。lsquo;Where have you been all day?rsquo; she cried.;你们一整天到哪里去了?;她喊道。It is not easy to explain a Psammead to an angry nursemaid, so the children didn#39;t try.对一个发怒的保姆解释清楚赛米德是什么可不是件容易的事,所以孩子们没试着解释。#39;We met some beautiful children and we couldn#39;t get away from them until it was nearly dark,#39; Anthea said. lsquo;They were terrible, and we never want to see them again.#39;;我们遇到了些漂亮孩子,直到天快黑才脱身。;安西娅说,;他们太可怕了,我们不想再见到他们。;And they never have.他们实际上从来也没见过那几个孩子。 Article/201203/174753。

In New York, the residents at a senior center have been receiving free doughnuts and other baked goods for years. The sweets are donated by bakeries and other shops that have leftovers that are not quite fresh enough to sell. The seniors devour the sweets. But the city council has decided that these sweets are no good for the seniors. It just passed a law forbidding free day-old sweets for the senior center.“We want our seniors to live as long as possible, and these sweets can only contribute to obesity. With obesity come high blood pressure, circulation problems, and diabetes. So we are doing this for their own good,” said Karl Rove, a city council member.The senior citizens are having none of this. They immediately called Rove and other council members to protest this ban. “Who are these people to tell us what to eat?” asked Doug Fairbanks, a resident at the center. “I’ll bet every one of them has a doughnut several times a week. Where do they get this attitude? They act like they are our parents.“Instead, they are elected officials who are supposed to do the will of the people. And there isn’t one person in this senior center who has complained about the free doughnuts. If they’re concerned about seniors, are they going to prohibit all the seniors in the whole town from eating doughnuts? They can’t just pick on us if they’re interested in the health of all seniors.“People get a little bit of power and it goes straight to their heads. We are starting a petition to recall all the council members who voted for this law.” Article/201104/133262。

I took a boat and went out on Lake Geneva. Why didn#39;t I end my life then? Two things stopped me. My father was old and another death would probably kill him. And I had to stay alive—to keep my family safe from the monster.我乘船去了日内瓦湖。我那时为什么没有结束自己的生命呢?那是因为两件事情。我父亲已经年迈,再有人死很可能会要了他的命。并且我必须活着——以便我的家人免遭怪物的伤害。Fear for my family and hate for my monster were with me day and night. I became ill again, and Elizabeth#39;s love could not help me. I needed o escape for a while—to leave my unhappiness behind me.So I went to walk alone in the Alps. I hoped the wild beauty of the mountains would help me.对家人的担忧和对怪物的痛恨日夜牵扯着我。我再一次病倒了,连伊丽莎白的爱也帮不了我。我需要逃避一阵子——去将伤心抛诸脑后。因此我便独自一人去阿尔卑斯山散步。我希望群山的旷野之美能够帮助我。Slowly I became calmer among the beautiful mountains. I learnt to sleep again, and for days I did not see anybody. Then one morning I saw a figure coming towards me faster than any man could go. It jumped easily over the rocks and I saw with horror the monster that I had created. On his face was a look of deep sadness, but also of evil. At first I could not speak be-cause I hated him so much. But at last I said:在美丽的山峦中我慢慢地平静了些。我又学会了安心去睡,并且有好几天我都没有见任何人。后来的一天早晨我看见有个人朝我走来,比任何人走得都要快。在其轻松地跳过岩石之时,我便恐惧地看见了我所创造的那个怪物。他的脸上露出深深的悲伤,但也带着邪恶。起先我说不出话来,因为我太恨他了。但是最后我说道:‘You are an evil creature. I shall kill you if I can, because you have killed two people that I love.’“你是个邪恶的东西。如果我做得到的话,我便会杀了你的,因为你已害死了我爱的两个人了。”The monster#39;s yellow eyes looked at me.‘I am the unhappiest creature in the world, but I shall fight for my life,’ he said.‘I am bigger and stronger than you, but I will not start the fight. I shall always be gentle to you because you are my king and creator. You made me, and you should love me and be kind to me, like a father. William and Justine died because you did not love me. Why did you create me if you were not y to love me?’怪物的黄色的眼睛看着我。“我是世界上最不幸的人了,但是我得为我的生命而战斗。”他说道,“虽然我比你大,又比你强壮,但我不会挑起战斗的。我将永远温柔地对待你,因为你是我的国王和我的创造者。你既然造了我,那就应该爱我并善待我,就像一个父亲那样。威廉和贾斯汀的死是因为你不爱我。既然你没有打算爱我那又为什么要创造我呢?”‘We are enemies,’ I said.‘Leave me now,or let us fight until one of us is dead.You are a murderer. How can I be kind to you?’“我们是敌人。”我说,“马上给我离开,否则就让我们搏斗到我们中的一个死去为止。你是个杀人凶手,我怎么会待你好呢?”‘You say I am a murderer,’ the monster said,‘but you want to kill your own creature. Isn#39;t that wrong,too? I ask you to do one thing for me—listen.Come with me to a warmer place, and listen to my story.Then you can decide.’“你说我是一个杀人凶手,”怪物说道,“然而你却要杀死你自己创造的生物。这不也是错误的吗?我请你为我做一件事——听着。跟我到一个暖和些的地方去并且听听我的故事。然后你就可以做出决定了。”I thought carefully about what he had said.It was true that I had given him life but I had not given him love.I decided to go with him and listen to his story.我认真地考虑了他所说的话。我给了他生命却没有给他爱,这是事实。我决定跟他走并听听他的故事。He took me to a mountain hut where he lit a fire. We sat down by the fire and he began to tell me his story.他带我到了一间他已生了火的山间茅屋。我们围着火坐下后,他便开始讲起了他的故事。 /201205/181389。

有声名著之巴斯史维尔猎犬 Chapter16 巴斯史维尔猎犬The Hound of the Baskervilles英语原版下载 相关名著:查泰莱夫人的情人简爱呼啸山庄有声名著之傲慢与偏见有声名著之儿子与情人有声名著之红与黑有声名著之歌剧魅影有声名著之了不起的盖茨比有声名著之远大前程 Article/200809/49136。

Why Stay in Bed? 早起的虫儿被鸟吃?Some people are night owls; some are early birds. You probably know which one you are, but did you know that there may be a biological reason why some people are out of bed at dawn while others prefer to burn the midnight oil? One German scientist believes that people’s internal body clocks are set by their genes, and cannot be changed. That means some people will reach their mental and physical peak later in the day than others. If they are forced to work against their natural inner clock, they are unlikely to be able to do their best. This could even lead to health problems for them. The scientist says society should accept the fact that these two fundamentally different types of humans exist. He thinks that people who need to stay in bed longer in the morning should not be accused of laziness because of their genetic disposition.一些人是夜猫子;一些人则是早起的鸟儿。也许你知道你是哪种人,但是你可知道也许是生物的原因,一些人破晓时分就起床,一些人则喜欢挑灯夜战?一位德国科学家认为人体内部的生物钟是由他们的基因决定的,而且无法改变。那就意味着有些人在一天中到达心理和生理巅峰的时间会比其他人晚。如果他们被迫违反他们体内正常的生物钟,他们就不可能有最好的表现,这甚至还可能引发健康问题。这名科学家表示社会各界应该接受这两种截然不同的人同时存在的事实。他认为早上赖床的人不应该因遗传天性而被指控为懒惰。 Article/200803/28869。