The StormLesson One
高级英语第二册词汇及短语)
高级英语第二册词汇短语LESSON ONE FACE TO FACE WITH HURRICANE CAMILLE 2LESSON TWO MARRAKECH 7LESSON 3 PUB TALK AND THE KING' S ENGLISH 11LESSON FOUR INAUGURAL ADDRESS 15LESSON FIVE LOVE IS A FALLACY 17LESSON SIX DISAPPEARING THR0UGH THE SKYLIGHT 35LESSON SEVEN THE LIBIDO FOR THE UGLY 38LESSON EIGHT THE WORKER AS CREATOR OR MACHINE 42LESSON NINE THE ONES WHO WALK AWAY FROM OMELAS 45LESSON TEN THE SAD YOUNG MEN 49LESSON TWELVE THE DISCOVERY OF WHAT IT MEANS TO BE AN AMERICAN 58LESSON THIRTEEN IN FAVOR OF CAPITAL PUNISHMENT 60LESSON FOURTEEN LOVING AND HATING NEW YORK 68注：红色为本学期要上的课文, 按住CTRL键并单击鼠标可以直接点到希望看的课文Lesson One Face to Face with Hurricane CamilleJoseph P. Blank词汇：hurricane (n.): a violent tropical cyclone with winds moving at 73 or more miles per hour，often accompanied by torrential rains，and originating usually in the West Indian region飓风---------------------------------------------------------------------lash (v.): move quickly or violently猛烈冲击；拍打---------------------------------------------------------------------pummel (n.): beat or hit with repeated blows，esp．with the fist(尤指用拳头)连续地打---------------------------------------------------------------------course (n.): a way of behaving；mode 0f conduct行为；品行；做法---------------------------------------------------------------------demolish (v.): pull down．tear down，or smash to pieces (a building，etc．)，destroy：ruin 拉倒；打碎；拆毁；破坏；毁灭---------------------------------------------------------------------motel (n.):a hotel intended primarily for those traveling by car, usually with direct access from each room to an area for cars汽车游客旅馆---------------------------------------------------------------------gruff (adj.): rough or surly in manner or speech；harsh and throaty；hoarse粗暴的，粗鲁的；粗哑的。
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Example A fisherman is trying to survive a storm. He tied a barrel to himself and floated on the sea, but the other fisherman was still on the boat …
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八年级英语Unit Two The Storm教育科学版知识精讲
初二英语Unit Two The Storm教育科学版【本讲教育信息】一. 教学内容：Unit Two The Storm二. 重点、难点：Words, Phrases and Sentences“should “用法三. 具体内容：Lesson One（一）大声读单词：1. dark adj. 黑暗的2. scary adj.引起恐慌的3. quickly adv.迅速地4. cloud n.云5. wind n. 风6. storm n. 暴风雨7. look for 寻找8. hide v. 隐藏9. inside adv./ prep. 在或向里面10. outside adv./ prep. 在或向外面11. should v. 应该12. shouldn’t = should not 不应该（二）重点词汇：1. dark adj. 黑暗的要点：adj.例句：1）黑暗的It's getting dark. 天快黑了。
2）（颜色）深的There are dark clouds in the sky. 天空乌云密布。
要点：n.例句：黑暗,暗处She could see nothing in the dark. 她在黑暗中什么也看不见。
2. scary adj.引起恐慌的要点：（口语）That's scary! 真令人害怕！3. quickly adv.迅速地例句：It gets cold quickly when the sun goes down. 太阳下山后天气很快就会冷下来。
例句：She runs quickly as a horse. 她跑得像马一样快。
要点：quick adj. 快速的例句：Some children are very quick. 有些孩子很敏捷。
Be quick! 快点!要点：敏捷的；伶俐的例句：She is quick at learning a foreign language. 她学外语学得快。
Lesson-1--Face-to-Face-with-Hurricane-Camille
Demolish and raze are generally applied to big or substantial things, such as buildings or other edifices.
A building is demolished if smashed to pieces and razed if levelled to the ground. Annihilate is the most extreme word in tho reduce to nothing. As more commonly used, however, it denotes a severe degree of damage to a thing or person. e.g. A debater may be said to annihilate his opponent if he defeats him decisively.
1. Recitation
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2. More Background Knowledge
Natural
Disasters
flood
drought
earthquake
Mud-rock
Fire accident
sandstorm
Acid rain
Hurricane
Betsy The storm lashed Mississippi, Florida, and Louisiana in 1965 from Sept.7-10, causing the death of 74 persons.
II. Introduction to the Passage
小学三年级上册英语刷题卷(答案和题解)352
小学三年级上册英语刷题卷(答案和题解)(共50道题)下面有答案和解题分析一、综合题1.I __________ (feel) very tired because I __________ (stay) up late last night. I__________ (try) to get more sleep tonight.2.Which of these is a pet?A. DogB. LionC. TigerD. Elephant3.This morning, we ______ (have) a math lesson. Our teacher ______ (explain) a new topic, and we ______ (take) notes. I ______ (understand) everything, but my friend Lily ______ (not/understand) very well. After the lesson, we ______ (ask) the teacher for help.4.She _______ (have) a birthday party next week.5.My brother and I love to play video games together. We often play __ games where we work together to solve puzzles. Sometimes, we play __ games where we compete to see who can get the highest score. After playing, we like to have some __ as a snack.6.What do we wear on our hands?A. ShoesB. GlovesC. HatD. Scarf7.I __________ (1) my homework this morning. It __________ (2) very easy, and I__________ (3) finished it in half an hour. After that, I __________ (4) my schoolbag and __________ (5) my books. Then, I __________ (6) a snack and __________ (7) outside. I __________ (8) my friends and we __________ (9) a lot of fun.8.We _______ (go) to the beach this weekend.9.What do we wear in the winter?A. TshirtB. ShortsC. SweaterD. Sandals10.Which of these is a color?A. dogB. blueC. bookD. apple11.Which of these is a body part?A. TableB. FootC. PlateD. Spoon12.My mother ______ (be) a teacher. She ______ (work) at the local school, and she______ (teach) English to young children. Every morning, she ______ (leave) home at 7:30 AM and ______ (take) the bus to work. After school, she ______ (come) home and ______ (cook) dinner for us. Sometimes, we ______ (help) her in the kitchen. I ______ (like) helping her because I ______ (enjoy) cooking.13.Which of these is used to write on a paper?A. PenB. ScissorsC. PlateD. Spoon14.Which of these is a famous landmark in Italy?A. Great WallB. Eiffel TowerC. ColosseumD. Statue of Liberty15.The teacher _______ (teach) us math.16.I love visiting the __ with my family. There are many __ there, and I get to see lots of different __. My favorite animal is the __, because it’s so cute. After visiting the animals, we will go to the __ to have lunch. I’m really looking forward to the trip!17.Which of these is a drink?A. WaterB. ShoeC. TableD. Car18.My father _______ a bike.19.How do you say "谢谢" in English?A. PleaseB. Thank youC. SorryD. Hello20.This summer, my family _______ (go) on a road trip. We _______ (drive) through the mountains and _______ (stop) at many interesting places along the way. We _______ (visit) a museum in one town and _______ (see) some famous paintings. After a few days, we _______ (reach) the beach and _______ (stay) there for the rest of the week. We_______ (swim) in the ocean and _______ (relax) on the sand. It _______ (be) a great vacation.21.This morning, I woke up at 7:00 and had breakfast with my family. My mother made pancakes, and my father made coffee. After breakfast, I packed my schoolbag and put on my uniform. Then, I left home at 8:00 and walked to school. I like walking because I can see many interesting things on the way. At school, we had math and science lessons.22.What do we wear on our feet?A. GlovesB. ShoesC. ScarfD. Hat23.We __________ (1) a test last week, and I __________ (2) it very well. I__________ (3) all the answers correctly. My friend __________ (4) a little nervous, but she __________ (5) the test too. Next time, we __________ (6) to study more.24.We _______ (watch) a movie this weekend.25.It ________ (be) a sunny day today. I ________ (go) to the park with my family. We ________ (bring) a picnic basket. I ________ (play) on the swings, and my little brother ________ (fly) a kite. We ________ (have) a wonderful time. I ________ (take) some pictures, and then we ________ (eat) our lunch.26.I __________ (get) up early today because I __________ (have) an important exam.I __________ (study) hard for weeks. When I __________ (arrive) at school, I__________ (feel) nervous, but my friends __________ (encourage) me. After the exam,I __________ (feel) much better.27.I _______ (help) my mom in the garden every Saturday. We _______ (plant) flowers and _______ (water) the plants. It _______ (be) a fun way to spend time together.28.What is the opposite of "happy"?A. SadB. TallC. ColdD. Hot29.Which of these is a shape?A. ChairB. CarC. SquareD. Table30.Which sentence correctly uses the plural form of the noun?A. There are two boxs on the table.B. There are two boxes on the table.C. There are two boxe on the table.D. There are two boxies on the table.31.Which is a type of tree?A. TulipB. RoseC. PineD. Daisy32.She _______ to school by bus every day.33.What do we use to write?A. EraserB. BookC. PenD. Paper34.Tomorrow, we ______ (have) a picnic in the park. We ______ (bring) sandwiches, fruits, and juice. I ______ (invite) my friends, and they ______ (be) excited.35.What is the opposite of "clean"?A. DirtyB. TallC. LightD. Heavy36.Which of these is not a fruit?A. bananaB. strawberryC. appleD. cucumber37.It __________ (snow) heavily when we __________ (arrive) at the mountain last winter. We __________ (decide) to wait inside the cabin until the storm __________ (stop). While we __________ (wait), we __________ (drink) hot chocolate and__________ (watch) the snow falling outside. After a while, the snow __________ (stop), and we __________ (go) skiing. It __________ (be) an amazing day!38.Which one is a vehicle?A. BicycleB. ChairC. TableD. Book39.I __________ (1) to the library every week. I __________ (2) books to read, and sometimes I __________ (3) magazines. I __________ (4) to sit in a quiet corner and__________ (5) books for an hour. I __________ (6) reading because it __________ (7) me feel calm.40.We _______ (is / are / am) playing basketball now.41.What is the opposite of "fast"?A. SlowB. BigC. TallD. Long42.I _______ (not) like running.43.He is __________ than his frienD.A. friendlierB. more friendlyC. friendlierestD. more friendlier44.Sophia and her family went to a __________ for a holiday. They stayed in a cozy__________ by the beach. Every morning, they went for a walk along the __________, collecting seashells. It was a relaxing vacation, and Sophia loved the sound of the waves.st summer, we __________ (go) to the beach for a holiday. We __________ (stay) in a nice hotel near the sea. Every day, we __________ (swim) in the ocean and__________ (build) sandcastles. My little brother __________ (love) playing in the water, and my parents __________ (enjoy) walking along the beach.46.What color is the sky?A. greenB. blueC. yellowD. black47.David is playing chess with his friend Tim. He moves his __________ to a different spot on the board. Tim responds by moving his __________. After a few moves, David says “Check!” and Tim realizes he is in trouble. David feels __________ because he is about to win the game.48.I like ______ ice cream.A. EatB. EatsC. EatingD. To eat49.My mom __________ (1) breakfast for the family every morning. She __________ (2) us eggs, toast, and fruit. We __________ (3) the food together at the table and__________ (4) to school after that.50.Today is Peter’s birthday! He is very __________ (1) because he is having a__________ (2) at home. Many of his friends are coming to celebrate. Peter’s parents made a huge __________ (3) with chocolate and __________ (4). They also bought some __________ (5) for the guests. After eating cake, they played __________ (6) and danced to __________ (7). Peter received a __________ (8) from his best friend. He was so __________ (9) with all his gifts.(答案及解释)。
高级英语Lesson 12 The Loons 课文内容
The LoonsMargarel LaurenceJust below Manawaka, where the Wachakwa Riverran brown and noisy over the pebbles , the scrub oak and grey-green willow and chokecherry bushes grew in a dense thicket . In a clearing at the centre of the thicket stood the Tonnerre family's shack. The basis at this dwelling was a small square cabin made of poplar poles and chinked with mud, which had been built by Jules Tonnerre some fifty years before, when he came back from Batoche with a bullet in his thigh, the year that Riel was hung and the voices of the Metis entered their long silence. Jules had only intended to stay the winter in the Wachakwa Valley, but the family was still there in the thirties, when I was a child. As the Tonnerres had increased, their settlement had been added to, until the clearing at the foot of the town hill was a chaos of lean-tos, wooden packing cases, warped lumber, discarded car types, ramshackle chicken coops , tangled strands of barbed wire and rusty tin cans.The Tonnerres were French half breeds, and among themselves they spoke a patois that was neither Cree nor French. Their English was broken and full of obscenities . They did not belong among the Cree of the Galloping Mountain reservation, further north, and they did not belong among the Scots-Irish and Ukrainians of Manawaka, either. They were, as my Grandmother MacLeod would have put it, neither flesh, fowl, nor good salt herring . When their men were not working at odd jobs or as section hands on the C.P. R. they lived on relief. In the summers, one of the Tonnerre youngsters, with a face that seemed totally unfamiliar with laughter, would knock at the doors of the town's brick houses and offer for sale a lard -pail full of bruised wild strawberries, and if he got as much as a quarter he would grab the coin and run before the customer had time to change her mind. Sometimes old Jules, or his son Lazarus, would get mixed up in a Saturday-night brawl , and would hit out at whoever was nearest or howl drunkenly among the offended shoppers on Main Street, and then the Mountie would put them for the night in the barred cell underneath the Court House, and the next morning they would be quiet again.Piquette Tonnerre, the daughter of Lazarus, was inmy class at school. She was older than I, but she had failed several grades, perhaps because her attendance had always been sporadic and her interest in schoolwork negligible . Part of the reason she had missed a lot of school was that she had had tuberculosis of the bone, and had once spent many months in hospital. I knew this because my father was the doctor who had looked after her. Her sickness was almost the only thing I knew about her, however. Otherwise, she existed for me only as a vaguely embarrassing presence, with her hoarse voice and her clumsy limping walk and her grimy cotton dresses that were always miles too long. I was neither friendly nor unfriendly towards her. She dwelt and moved somewhere within my scope of vision, but I did not actually notice her very much until that peculiar summer when I was eleven."I don't know what to do about that kid." my father said at dinner one evening. "Piquette Tonnerre, I mean. The damn bone's flared up again. I've had her in hospital for quite a while now, and it's under control all right, but I hate like the dickens to send her home again.""Couldn't you explain to her mother that she has to rest a lot?" my mother said."The mother's not there" my father replied. "She took off a few years back. Can't say I blame her. Piquette cooks for them, and she says Lazarus would never do anything for himself as long as she's there. Anyway, I don't think she'd take much care of herself, once she got back. She's only thirteen, after all. Beth, I was thinking—What about taking her up to Diamond Lake with us this summer? A couple of months rest would give that bone a much better chance."My mother looked stunned."But Ewen -- what about Roddie and Vanessa?""She's not contagious ," my father said. "And it would be company for Vanessa.""Oh dear," my mother said in distress, "I'll bet anything she has nits in her hair.""For Pete's sake," my father said crossly, "do you think Matron would let her stay in the hospital for all this time like that? Don't be silly, Beth. "Grandmother MacLeod, her delicately featured face as rigid as a cameo , now brought her mauve -veined hands together as though she were about to begin prayer."Ewen, if that half breed youngster comes along to Diamond Lake, I'm not going," she announced. "I'll go toMorag's for the summer."I had trouble in stifling my urge to laugh, for my mother brightened visibly and quickly tried to hide it. If it came to a choice between Grandmother MacLeod and Piquette, Piquette would win hands down, nits or not."It might be quite nice for you, at that," she mused. "You haven't seen Morag for over a year, and you might enjoy being in the city for a while. Well, Ewen dear, you do what you think best. If you think it would do Piquette some good, then we' II be glad to have her, as long as she behaves herself."So it happened that several weeks later, when we all piled into my father's old Nash, surrounded by suitcases and boxes of provisions and toys for my ten-month-old brother, Piquette was with us and Grandmother MacLeod, miraculously, was not. My father would only be staying at the cottage for a couple of weeks, for he had to get back to his practice, but the rest of us would stay at Diamond Lake until the end of August.Our cottage was not named, as many were, "Dew Drop Inn" or "Bide-a-Wee," or "Bonnie Doon”. The sign on the roadway bore in austere letters only our name, MacLeod. It was not a large cottage, but it was on the lakefront. You could look out the windows and see, through the filigree of the spruce trees, the water glistening greenly as the sun caught it. All around the cottage were ferns, and sharp-branched raspberry bushes, and moss that had grown over fallen tree trunks, If you looked carefully among the weeds and grass, you could find wild strawberry plants which were in white flower now and in another month would bear fruit, the fragrant globes hanging like miniature scarlet lanterns on the thin hairy stems. The two grey squirrels were still there, gossiping at us from the tall spruce beside the cottage, and by the end of the summer they would again be tame enough to take pieces of crust from my hands. The broad moose antlers that hung above the back door were a little more bleached and fissured after the winter, but otherwise everything was the same. I raced joyfully around my kingdom, greeting all the places I had not seen for a year. My brother, Roderick, who had not been born when we were here last summer, sat on the car rug in the sunshine and examined a brown spruce cone, meticulously turning it round and round in his small and curious hands. My mother and father toted the luggage from car to cottage, exclaiming over how well the place had wintered, no broken windows, thank goodness, no apparent damage from storm felled branches orsnow.Only after I had finished looking around did I notice Piquette. She was sitting on the swing her lame leg held stiffly out, and her other foot scuffing the ground as she swung slowly back and forth. Her long hair hung black and straight around her shoulders, and her broad coarse-featured face bore no expression -- it was blank, as though she no longer dwelt within her own skull, as though she had gone elsewhere.I approached her very hesitantly."Want to come and play?"Piquette looked at me with a sudden flash of scorn."I ain't a kid," she said.Wounded, I stamped angrily away, swearing I would not speak to her for the rest of the summer. In the days that followed, however, Piquette began to interest me, and l began to want to interest her. My reasons did not appear bizarre to me. Unlikely as it may seem, I had only just realised that the Tonnerre family, whom I had always heard Called half breeds, were actually Indians, or as near as made no difference. My acquaintance with Indians was not expensive. I did not remember ever having seen a real Indian, and my new awareness that Piquette sprang from the people of Big Bear and Poundmaker, of Tecumseh, of the Iroquois who had eaten Father Brébeuf's heart--all this gave her an instant attraction in my eyes. I was devoted reader of Pauline Johnson at this age, and sometimes would orate aloud and in an exalted voice, West Wind, blow from your prairie nest, Blow from the mountains, blow from the west--and so on. It seemed to me that Piquette must be in some way a daughter of the forest, a kind of junior prophetess of the wilds, who might impart to me, if I took the right approach, some of the secrets which she undoubtedly knew --where the whippoorwill made her nest, how the coyote reared her young, or whatever it was that it said in Hiawatha.I set about gaining Piquette's trust. She was not allowed to go swimming, with her bad leg, but I managed to lure her down to the beach-- or rather, she came because there was nothing else to do. The water was always icy, for the lake was fed by springs, but I swam like a dog, thrashing my arms and legs around at such speed and with such an output of energy that I never grew cold. Finally, when I had enough, I came out and sat beside Piquette on the sand. When she saw me approaching, her hands squashed flat the sand castle she had been building, and she looked at me sullenly, without"Do you like this place?" I asked, after a while, intending to lead on from there into the question of forest lore .Piquette shrugged. "It's okay. Good as anywhere.""I love it, "1 said. "We come here every summer.""So what?" Her voice was distant, and I glanced at her uncertainly, wondering what I could have said wrong."Do you want to come for a walk?" I asked her. "We wouldn't need to go far. If you walk just around the point there, you come to a bay where great big reeds grow in the water, and all kinds of fish hang around there. Want to? Come on."She shook her head."Your dad said I ain't supposed to do no more walking than I got to." I tried another line."I bet you know a lot about the woods and all that, eh?" I began respectfully.Piquette looked at me from her large dark unsmiling eyes."I don't know what in hell you're talkin' about," she replied. "You nuts or somethin'? If you mean where my old man, and me, and all them live, you better shut up, by Jesus, you hear?"I was startled and my feelings were hurt, but I had a kind of dogged perseverance. I ignored her rebuff."You know something, Piquette? There's loons here, on this lake. You can see their nests just up the shore there, behind those logs. At night, you can hear them even from the cottage, but it's better to listen from the beach. My dad says we should listen and try to remember how they sound, because in a few years when more cottages are built at Diamond Lake and more people come in, the loons will go away."Piquette was picking up stones and snail shells and then dropping them again."Who gives a good goddamn?" she said.It became increasingly obvious that, as an Indian, Piquette was a dead loss. That evening I went out by myself, scrambling through the bushes that overhung the steep path, my feet slipping on the fallen spruce needles that covered the ground. When I reached the shore, I walked along the firm damp sand to the small pier that my father had built, and sat down there. I heard someone else crashing through the undergrowth and the bracken, and for a moment I thought Piquette had changed her mind, but it turned out to be my father. He sat beside me on the pier and we waited, withoutAt night the lake was like black glass with a streak of amber which was the path of the moon. All around, the spruce trees grew tall and close-set, branches blackly sharp against the sky, which was lightened by a cold flickering of stars. Then the loons began their calling. They rose like phantom birds from the nests on the shore, and flew out onto the dark still surface of the water.No one can ever describe that ululating sound, the crying of the loons, and no one who has heard it can ever forget it. Plaintive , and yet with a quality of chilling mockery , those voices belonged to a world separated by aeon from our neat world of summer cottages and the lighted lamps of home."They must have sounded just like that," my father remarked, "before any person ever set foot here." Then he laughed. "You could say the same, of course, about sparrows or chipmunk, but somehow it only strikes you that way with the loons.""I know," I said.Neither of us suspected that this would be the last time we would ever sit here together on the shore, listening. We stayed for perhaps half an hour, and then we went back to the cottage. My mother was reading beside the fireplace. Piquette was looking at the burning birch log, and not doing anything."You should have come along," I said, although in fact I was glad she had not."Not me", Piquette said. "You wouldn’ catch me walkin' way down there jus' for a bunch of squawkin' birds."Piquette and I remained ill at ease with one another. felt I had somehow failed my father, but I did not know what was the matter, nor why she Would not or could not respond when I suggested exploring the woods or Playing house. I thought it was probably her slow and difficult walking that held her back. She stayed most of the time in the cottage with my mother, helping her with the dishes or with Roddie, but hardly ever talking. Then the Duncans arrived at their cottage, and I spent my days with Mavis, who was my best friend. I could not reach Piquette at all, and I soon lost interest in trying. But all that summer she remained as both a reproach and a mystery to me.That winter my father died of pneumonia, after less than a week's illness. For some time I saw nothing around me, being completely immersed in my own pain and my mother's. When I looked outward once more, I scarcely noticed thatPiquette Tonnerre was no longer at school. I do not remember seeing her at all until four years later, one Saturday night when Mavis and I were having Cokes in the Regal Café. The jukebox was booming like tuneful thunder, and beside it, leaning lightly on its chrome and its rainbow glass, was a girl.Piquette must have been seventeen then, although she looked about twenty. I stared at her, astounded that anyone could have changed so much. Her face, so stolid and expressionless before, was animated now with a gaiety that was almost violent. She laughed and talked very loudly with the boys around her. Her lipstick was bright carmine, and her hair was cut Short and frizzily permed . She had not been pretty as a child, and she was not pretty now, for her features were still heavy and blunt. But her dark and slightly slanted eyes were beautiful, and her skin-tight skirt and orange sweater displayed to enviable advantage a soft and slender body.She saw me, and walked over. She teetered a little, but it was not due to her once-tubercular leg, for her limp was almost gone."Hi, Vanessa," Her voice still had the same hoarseness . "Long time no see, eh?""Hi," I said "Where've you been keeping yourself, Piquette?""Oh, I been around," she said. "I been away almost two years now. Been all over the place--Winnipeg, Regina, Saskatoon. Jesus, what I could tell you! I come back this summer, but I ain't stayin'. You kids go in to the dance?""No," I said abruptly, for this was a sore point with me. I was fifteen, and thought I was old enough to go to the Saturday-night dances at the Flamingo. My mother, however, thought otherwise."Y'oughta come," Piquette said. "I never miss one. It's just about the on'y thing in this jerkwatertown that's any fun. Boy, you couldn' catch me stayin' here. I don' give a shit about this place. It stinks."She sat down beside me, and I caught the harshover-sweetness of her perfume."Listen, you wanna know something, Vanessa?" she confided , her voice only slightly blurred. "Your dad was the only person in Manawaka that ever done anything good to me."I nodded speechlessly. I was certain she was speaking the truth. I knew a little more than I had that summer atDiamond Lake, but I could not reach her now any more than I had then, I was ashamed, ashamed of my own timidity, the frightened tendency to look the other way. Yet I felt no real warmth towards her-- I only felt that I ought to, because of that distant summer and because my father had hoped she would be company for me, or perhaps that I would be for her, but it had not happened that way. At this moment, meeting her again, I had to admit that she repelled and embarrassed me, and I could not help despising the self-pity in her voice. I wished she would go away. I did not want to see her did not know what to say to her. It seemed that we had nothing to say to one another."I'll tell you something else," Piquette went on. "All the old bitches an' biddies in this town will sure be surprised. I'm gettin' married this fall -- my boy friend, he's an English fella, works in the stockyards in the city there, a very tall guy, got blond wavy hair. Gee, is he ever handsome. Got this real Hiroshima name. Alvin Gerald Cummings--some handle, eh? They call him Al."For the merest instant, then I saw her. I really did see her, for the first and only time in all the years we had both lived in the same town. Her defiant face, momentarily, became unguarded and unmasked, and in her eyes there was a terrifying hope."Gee, Piquette --" I burst out awkwardly, "that's swell. That's really wonderful. Congratulations—good luck--I hope you'll be happy--"As l mouthed the conventional phrases, I could only guess how great her need must have been, that she had been forced to seek the very things she so bitterly rejected.When I was eighteen, I left Manawaka and went away to college. At the end of my first year, I came back home for the summer. I spent the first few days in talking non-stop with my mother, as we exchanged all the news that somehow had not found its way into letters-- what had happened in my life and what had happened here in Manawaka while I was away. My mother searched her memory for events that concerned people I knew."Did I ever write you about Piquette Tonnerre, Vanessa?" she asked one morning."No, I don't think so," I replied. "Last I heard of her, she was going to marry some guy in the city. Is she still there?"My mother looked Hiroshima , and it was a moment before she spoke, as though she did not know how to expresswhat she had to tell and wished she did not need to try."She's dead," she said at last. Then, as I stared at her, "Oh, Vanessa, when it happened, I couldn't help thinking of her as she was that summer--so sullen and gauche and badly dressed. I couldn't help wondering if we could have done something more at that time--but what could we do? She used to be around in the cottage there with me all day, and honestly it was all I could do to get a word out of her. She didn't even talk to your father very much, although I think she liked him in her way.""What happened?" I asked."Either her husband left her, or she left him," my mother said. "I don't know which. Anyway, she came back here with two youngsters, both only babies--they must have been born very close together. She kept house, I guess, for Lazarus and her brothers, down in the valley there, in the old Tonnerre place. I used to see her on the street sometimes, but she never spoke to me. She'd put on an awful lot of weight, and she looked a mess, to tell you the truth, a real slattern , dressed any old how. She was up in court a couple of times--drunk and disorderly, of course. One Saturday night last winter, during the coldest weather, Piquette was alone in the shack with the children. The Tonnerres made home brew all the time, so I've heard, and Lazarus said later she'd been drinking most of the day when he and the boys went out that evening. They had an old woodstove there--you know the kind, with exposed pipes. The shack caught fire. Piquette didn't get out, and neither did the children."I did not say anything. As so often with Piquette, there did not seem to be anything to say. There was a kind of silence around the image in my mind of the fire and the snow, and I wished I could put from my memory the look that I had seen once in Piquette's eyes.I went up to Diamond Lake for a few days that summer, with Mavis and her family. The MacLeod cottage had been sold after my father's death, and I did not even go to look at it, not wanting to witness my long-ago kingdom possessed now by strangers. But one evening I went clown to the shore by myself.The small pier which my father had built was gone, and in its place there was a large and solid pier built by the government, for Galloping Mountain was now a national park, and Diamond Lake had been re-named Lake Wapakata, for it was felt that an Indian name would have a greater appeal totourists. The one store had become several dozen, and the settlement had all the attributes of a flourishing resort--hotels, a dance-hall, cafes with neon signs, the penetrating odours of potato chips and hot dogs.I sat on the government pier and looked out across the water. At night the lake at least was the same as it had always been, darkly shining and bearing within its black glass the streak of amber that was the path of the moon. There was no wind that evening, and everything was quiet all around me. It seemed too quiet, and then I realized that the loons were no longer here. I listened for some time, to make sure, but never once did I hear that long-drawn call, half mocking and half plaintive, spearing through the stillness across the lake.I did not know what had happened to the birds. Perhaps they had gone away to some far place of belonging. Perhaps they had been unable to find such a place, and had simply died out, having ceased to care any longer whether they lived or not. I remembered how Piquette had scorned to come along, when my father and I sat there and listened to the lake birds. It seemed to me now that in some unconscious and totally unrecognized way, Piquette might have been the only one, after all, who had heard the crying of the loons.NOTES1) Margaret Laurence: Born in Neepawa, Manitoba in Canada in 1926.Her publications include This Side of Jordan (1960), The Stone Angle(1964), A Jest of God (1966), The First Dwellers (1969), and The Diviners (1974).2) Rid: Louis Rid (1844-85) led two rebellions of Indians and Metis (people of mixed French and Indian blood) in 1869-70 and 1884-85.The latter rebellion was crushed in the battle of Batoehe, Manitoba, and Riel was executed.3) patois: dialect4) broken English: English that is imperfectly spoken with mistakes in grammar and syntax5) neither flesh, fowl, nor good salt herring; also 'neither fish, flesh, nor fowl' meaning 'not anything definite or recognizable'6) C. P. R. : Canadian Pacific Railroad7) Mountie: a member of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police8) Nash: a former make of automobiles9) Big Bear and Poundmaker: leaders of the Cree10) Tecumseh (1768-1813): chief of the Shawnee11) Father Brebeuf: Jean de Brebeuf (1593-1649), Jesuit missionary to the Hurons12) Hurons, Shawnee, Cree and Troquois: Indian tribes13)West Wind ...the west: the first two lines from "The Song My Pad die Sings" by Pauline Johnson (1861-1913), Canadian poet who was the daughter of an English woman and a Mohawk chief14) Hiawatha: romantic poem about Indians by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow15) Cokes: a popular shortened form for Coca-Cola, a carbonated soft drink manufactured in the U. S.16) I don't give a shit: once taboo but now a colloquial slang, meaning' I don't care a bit'。
高级英语Lesson_1_Face_to_Face_with_Hurricane_Camille_课后练习及答案
EXERCISES 1 I . Write a short note of about 100 words on Las Vegas.Suggested Reference Books [ SRB ]1. any standard gazetteer2. Encyclopedia Americana3. Encyclopaedia BritannicaⅡ. Questions on content:1. Why did John Koshak decide to stay and face the dangers of a devastating hurricane?2. What does “Magna Products” stand for?3. Why did Charlie think they were in real trouble when he found the water tasted salty?4. Why did Grandmother Koshak, at this critical moment, tell her husband she loved him?5. Why did John Koshak feel a crushing guilt?6. Why did Grandmother Koshak ask the children to sing?7. What did Janis understand when John put his arm around her?Ⅲ. Questions on appreciation:1. What is the organizational pattern of this piece of narration? How would you classify the first six paragraphs?2. What does the writer focus chiefly on -- developing character, action (plot), or idea (theme) ?3. Who is the protagonist or leading character in the story?4. What opposing forces make up the conflict?5. How does the writer build up and sustain the suspense in the story?6. How does the writer give order and logical movement to the sequence of happenings?7. At what point in the story does the action reach its highest point?8. At what point would you have ended the story? Why?9. Is the last paragraph important? Why?Ⅳ. Paraphrase：1. We're elevated 23 feet. (para 3)2. The place has been here since 1915, and no hurricane has ever bothered it. (para 3)3. We can batten down and ride it out. (para 4)4. The generator was doused, and the lights went out. (para 9)5. Everybody out the back door to the cars! (para 10)6. The electrical systems had been killed by water. (para 11)7. John watched the water lap at the steps, and felt a crushing guilt. (para 17)8. Get us through this mess, will You? (para 17)9. She carried on alone for a few bars; then her voice trailed away. (para 21)10. Janis had just one delayed reaction. (para 34)V. Translate paras 21--27 into Chinese.Ⅵ. Look up the dictionary and explain the meaning of the italicized words:1. since the water mains might be damaged (para 5)2. sit out the storm with the Koshaks (para 6)3. another neighbor came by on his way inland (para 6)4. the French doors in an upstairs room blew in (para 8)5. the generator was doused (para 9)6.the electrical systems had been killed by water (para 11)7.it devasted everything in its swath (para 19)8.she carried on alone for a few bars (para 21)9.make it a lean-to against the wind (para 25)10.and he pitched in with Seabees in the worst volunteer work of all (para 33)Ⅶ. Discriminate the following groups of synonyms:1. demolish, destroy, raze, annihilate2. disintegrate, decay, rot, spoil, molder, decomposeSuggested Reference Books [ SRB]1. Webster's New World Dictionary of the American Language2. Webster's New Dictionary of Synonyms3. Reader's Digest, Use the Right WordⅧ. Analyse the formation of the following words and list 5--10 ex- amples of each:1. television2. northwestward3. motel4. bathtub5. returneesSuggested Reference books [SRB]1. any standard dictionary2. Walker's Rhyming Dictionary3. any book on lexicology or word buildingⅨ. In this narration, the writer makes effective use of verbs. List 10 verbs you consider used most eff ectively and give your reasons. Ⅹ. Mention two examples of each of the following: sim ile, metaphor, personification.Ⅺ. Why does the writer use so many e lliptical and short simple sentences? Illustrate your answer with a few examples.Ⅻ. Analyse paragraph 1. Does it have a topic sentence, a central idea? How is the paragraph developed? What is the function of the last sentence?ⅩⅢ. Correct the mistakes in the following sentences. Avoid run-on sentences, sentence fragments, dangling modifiers, illogical or faulty parallelism and unnecessary shifts in point of view.1. The basketball game was canceled. Because half of the players were in bed with the flu.2. These snakes are dangerous however, most snakes are quite harmless.3. Looking out toward the horizon, she saw only the old cabin in which Mary had been born. A single cottonwood that had escaped the drought. The apparently boundless expanse of sunburned prairie.4. With the knowledge that, although the documents have been stolen, they have not yet been seen by a foreign agent.5. Last year, after graduating from high school, my father put me to work in his office.6. To appreciate the poem, it must be read aloud.7. I helped my mother wash clothes last Sunday, thus causing me to miss that film.8. Driving across the state, many beautiful lakes were seen.9. Unselfish people not only are happier but they are more successful.10. I finally realized that my daydreaming was not making me beautiful, slender, or friends.11. He is a man of wide experience and who is also very popular with the farmers.12. I am interested in electronics, because it is a new field and which offers interesting opportunities to one who knows science13. We swept the room carefully, and the furniture and shelves were dusted.14. If one's mouth is dry, eat a lump of sugar or chew gum.15. You must make yourself interesting to the group that listen to you and are constantly trying to detect your mistakes.ⅩⅣ. Topics for oral work:1. What are the strong and weak points of the narration?2. Whom do you admire most in this story? Why?3. What have you learned about people and society in the United States? Does the story give a true and complete picture? XV. Write a short narration of around 300 words relating your ex- perience of an earthquake, a flood, a typhoon or a hailstorm. 15 习题全解I.Las Vegas. Las Vegas city is the seat of Clark County in South Nevada. In 1970 it had a population of 125,787 people. Revenue from hotels, gambling, entertainment and other tourist-oriented industries forms the backbone of Las Vegas's economy, Its nightclubs and casinos are world famous. The city is also the commercial hub of a ranching and mining area. In the 19th century Las Vegas was a watering place for travelers to South California. In 1.855-1857 the Mormons maintained a fort there, and in 1864 Fort Baker was built by the U. S. army. In 1867, Las Vegas was detached from the Arizona territory and joined to Nevada. (from The New Columbia Encyclopedia )Ⅱ.1. He didn' t think his family was in any real danger, His former house had been demolished by Hurricane Betsy for it only stooda few feet above sea level. His present house was 23 feet above sea level and 250 yards away from the sea. He thought they would be safe here as in any place else. Besides, he had talked the matter over with his father and mother and consulted his longtime friend, Charles Hill, before making his decision to stay and face the hurricane.2. Magna Products is the name of the firm owned by John Koshak. It designed and developed educational toys and supplies.3. Charlie thought they were in real trouble because salty water was sea water. It showed the sea had reached the house and they were in real trouble for they might be washed into the sea by the tidal wave.4. At this Critical moment when grandmother Koshak thought they might die at any moment, she told her husband the dearest and the most precious thing she could think of. This would help to encourage each other and enable them to face death with greater serenity.5.John Koshak felt a crushing guilt because it was he who made the final decision to stay and face the hurricane. Now it seemed they might all die in the hurricane.6.Grandmother Koshak asked the children to sing because she thought this would lessen tension and boost the morale of everyone.7.Janis knew that John was trying his best to comfort and encourage her for he too felt there was a possibility of their dying in the storm.Ⅲ.1.This piece of narration is organized as follows. .introduction, development, climax, and conclusion. The first 6 paragraphs are introductory paragraphs, giving the time, place, and background of the conflict-man versus hurricanes. These paragraphs also introduce the characters in the story.2. The writer focuses chiefly on action but he also clearly and sympathetically delineates the characters in the story.3. John Koshak, Jr. , is the protagonist in the story.4. Man and hurricanes make up the conflict.5. The writer builds up and sustains the suspense in the story by describing in detail and vividly the incidents showing how the Koshaks and their friends struggled against each onslaught of the hurricane.6. The writer gives order and logical movement to the sequence of happenings by describing a series of actions in the order of their occurrence.7. The story reaches its climax in paragraph 27.8. I would have ended the story at the end of Paragraph 27,because the hurricane passed, the main characters survived, and the story could come to a natural end.9. Yes, it is. Because the writer states his theme or the purpose behind his story in the reflection of Grandmother Koshak: "Welost practically all our possessions, but the family came through it. When I think of that, I realize we lost nothing important. Ⅳ.1. We' re 23 feet above sea level.2. The house has been here since 1915, and no hurricane has ever caused any damage to it.3. We can make the necessary preparations and survive the hurricane without much damage.4. Water got into the generator and put it out. It stopped producing electricity, so the lights also went out.5. Everybody go out through the back door and run to the cars.6. The electrical systems in the car had been put out by water.7. As John watched the water inch its way up the steps, he felt a strong sense of guilt because he blamed himself for endangering the whole family by deciding not to flee inland.8. ()h God, please help us to get through this storm safely.9. Grandmother Koshak sang a few words alone and then her voice gradually grew dimmer and stopped.10. Janis displayed rather late the exhaustion brought about by the nervous tension caused by the hurricane.Ⅴ.See the translation of the text.Ⅵ.1. main: a principal pipe or line in a distributing system for water, gas, electricity, etc.2.sit out: stay until the end ofe by;(American English) pay a visit4.blow in：burst open by the storm.5.douse:put out(a light，fire，generator。
讲课课件The-Storm-Brought-People-Closer-Together
Time
10-15mins
Key point
The sentence pattern: sb was/were doing, when······
Teaching procedures:
Lead-in: Pre-reading:
Enjoy a video of storm and come up a question “When we know the rainstorm is coming, what should we prepare？”.
rainstorm
Para 3
Ben
helped his mom make dinner
played a card game
After the rainstorm Para 4
fallen trees broken windows
Careful reading:
rubbish
Joined the neighbors to clean up the neighborhood
radio
flashlight
a piece of wood some pieces of wood
put pieces of wood over the window
a candles matches
Fast reading:
Read the passage and answer the questions.
Unit 5.What were you doing when the rainstorm came?
Before the rainstorm
Storm
During the rainstorm
After the rainstorm
为某人做榜样短语英语
为某人做榜样短语英语1. Be a role model for someone. Just like my grandpa, he's always been a role model for me. He gets up early every day, goes for a walk, and then starts his day full of energy. He once told me, "Kid, if you start your day right, the whole day follows suit." And you know what? He's right. It's not just about the routine, but the positive attitude he has towards life. He faces every day with a smile, no matter what. And that's what makes him a great role model.2. Set an example for others. I remember my friend Lily. She's the kind of person who sets an example for everyone around her. When there was a group project at school, most of us were a bit lazy at first. But Lily? She jumped right in, made a plan, and started working. She was like a little engine that could, full of determination. She said, "We can't just wait for things to happen. We gotta make them happen." And with her leading the way, we all got motivated and did a great job.3. Be an inspiration for someone. Take my coach, for example. He's been an inspiration for me. He used to be a great athletehimself. Now, even though he's a bit older, he still shows up at the gym every day, ready to train us. He's like a lighthouse in the storm. One time, I was feeling really down because I couldn't get a move right in training. He came up to me and said, "You're not a quitter.I see the potential in you. Now, get up and show me what you've got!" His words were like a magic spell that made me pick myself up again.4. Provide a good example for someone. My neighbor, Mrs. Brown, is an amazing woman who provides a good example for all of us in the neighborhood. She's always helping out, whether it's taking care of the community garden or looking after the old folks. She's as kind as an angel. I once saw her give up her whole day to help an old neighbor move. She didn't complain at all. She just said, "It's what neighbors do. We look out for each other." And that's a lesson we can all learn from her.5. Stand as a model for someone. My big sister is someone who stands as a model for me. She's super smart and hard - working. When she was studying for her exams, she was like a hermit, locking herself in her room and studying for hours. But shealso knew how to have fun. One day, I asked her how she could balance it all. She laughed and said, "It's all about priorities, little one. You gotta know what's important and when to take a break." Her way of handling things has really influenced me.6. Be a guiding light for someone. There was this teacher I had, Mr. Smith. He was like a guiding light in my school days. He didn't just teach us from textbooks. He told us stories about his own life experiences, how he overcame difficulties. Once, when I was having trouble choosing a subject for further study, he sat me down and said, "Think about what makes your heart sing. Don't just follow the crowd." His advice was like a compass, pointing me in the right direction.7. Become a role exemplar for someone. My dad is a role exemplar for me. He's a man of his word. If he says he'll do something, he'll do it, no matter what. He once promised to build a treehouse for me and my friends. It was a tough job, but he worked on it every weekend. He was sweating like a pig but never gave up. He said, "A promise is a promise." And seeing his dedication made me want to be like him, someone reliable andtrustworthy.8. Be a positive example for someone. My aunt is a positive example for me. She's always so cheerful, even when things go wrong. One time, we went on a family trip and our car broke down in the middle of nowhere. Instead of panicking, she started making jokes and said, "Well, this is an adventure we didn't plan for!" She then calmly called for help and found a way to make the waiting time fun. She's like a ray of sunshine on a cloudy day. Her positive attitude has taught me to look at the bright side of things.9. Serve as an example for someone. My cousin, Tom, serves as an example for me. He's really into environmental protection. He's always carrying a reusable water bottle and cloth bags. He even started a small project in our community to plant more trees. He said, "We need to take care of our planet, it's our home." He's like a little green warrior. I used to be a bit careless about these things, but seeing him so passionate made me change my ways.10. Be a worthy example for someone. My mom is a worthy example for me. She's a great cook and a wonderful homemaker. But more than that, she's always there for me. When I had a badday at school, she would listen to me and give me hugs. She's like a warm blanket on a cold night. One day, I asked her how she could be so patient all the time. She said, "Love is all about patience, my dear." Her love and patience have made me want to be like her, someone who can give love and support to others.In conclusion, being a role model for someone doesn't have to be about being perfect. It's about showing your real self, your values, and your attitude towards life. Whether it's through small daily actions or big life choices, we all have the power to be an example for someone else.。
高级英语lesson_1课件
story ?
▪ John Koshak, Jr. ▪ Who is the antagonist or the enemy in the
story?
▪ The Hurricane
What is the organizational pattern of this piece of narration?
which are introductory paragraphs, giving the time, place and background of the conflict– man verses hurricanes. These paragraphs also introduce the characters in the story.
▪ What is the type of the writing? ▪ A piece of narration ▪ What’s the story about? ▪ It describes the heroic struggle of the
Koshaks and their friends against the forces of a devastating hurricane. The story focuses mainly on action but the writer also clearly and sympathetically delineates the characters in the story.
▪ It is organized as follows: introduction,
development, climax, and conclusion.
高英Lesson 1第二次
• Yesterday was one of the most awful days for me when everything I did went wrong.
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2举例法（example） There are many different forms of exercises to suit different tastes. 3 对比法或比较法（comparison and contrast） 4分类法 (classification)所属各项均为平行并列 关系，没有明显的主次之分 Ever since humans have lived on the earth, they have made use of various forms of communication.
• WASHINGTON, Aug. 27 (Xinhua) -- At least nine people have died and more than 1 million residents were living in dark Saturday on the U.S. East Coast, as Hurricane Irene demonstrated its destructive force by bringing about high wind, torrential rain and flooding that caused widespread power outages and property damages.
Photo taken on Aug. 27 shows the people in the Ocean City of Maryland, the United States, were evacuated. It is expected that the Hurricane Irene comes in the Ocean City at the midnight on Saturday. (Xinhua/Zhang Jun)
Lesson-1-Face-to-Face-with-Hurricane-Camille-原文
Lesson 1Face to Face with Hurricane CamilleJoseph P. Blank1 John Koshak, Jr., knew that Hurricane Camille would be bad. Radio and television warnings had sounded throughout that Sunday, last August 17, as Camille lashed northwestward across the Gulf of Mexico. It was certain to pummel Gulfport, Miss., where the Koshers lived. Along the coasts of Louisiana, Mississippi and Alabama, nearly 150,000 people fled inland to safer 8round. But, like thousands of others in the coastal communities, john was reluctant to abandon his home unless the family -- his wife, Janis, and their seven children, abed 3 to 11 -- was clearly endangered.2 Trying to reason out the best course of action, he talked with his father and mother, who had moved into the ten-room house with the Koshaks a month earlier from California. He also consulted Charles Hill, a long time friend, who had driven from Las Vegas for a visit.3 John, 37 -- whose business was right there in his home ( he designed and developed educational toys and supplies, and all of Magna Products' correspondence, engineering drawings and art work were there on the first floor) -- was familiar with the power of a hurricane. Four years earlier, Hurricane Betsy had demolished undefined his former home a few miles west of Gulfport (Koshak had moved his family to a motel for the night). But that house had stood only a few feet above sea level. "We' re elevated 2a feet," he told his father, "and we' re a good 250 yards from the sea. The place has been here since 1915, and no hurricane has ever bothered it. We' II probably be as safe here as anyplace else."4 The elder Koshak, a gruff, warmhearted expert machinist of 67, agreed. "We can batten down and ride it out," he said. "If we see signs of danger, we can get out before dark."5 The men methodically prepared for the hurricane. Since water mains might be damaged, they filled bathtubs and pails. A power failure was likely, so they checked out batteries for the portable radio and flashlights, and fuel for the lantern. John's father moved a small generator into the downstairs hallway, wired several light bulbs to it and prepared a connection to the refrigerator.6 Rain fell steadily that afternoon; gray clouds scudded in from the Gulf on the rising wind. The family had an early supper. A neighbor, whose husband was in Vietnam, asked if she and her two children could sit out the storm with the Koshaks. Another neighbor came by on his way in-land — would the Koshaks mind taking care of his dog?7 It grew dark before seven o' clock. Wind and rain now whipped the house. John sent his oldest son and daughter upstairs to bring down mattresses and pillows for the younger children. He wanted to keep the group together on one floor. "Stay away from the windows," he warned, concerned about glass flying from storm-shattered panes. As the wind mounted to a roar, the house began leaking- the rain seemingly driven right through the walls. With mops, towels, pots and buckets the Koshaks began a struggle against the rapidly spreading water. At 8:30, power failed, and Pop Koshak turned on the generator.8 The roar of the hurricane now was overwhelming. The house shook, and the ceiling in the living room was falling piece by piece. The French doors in an upstairs room blew in with an explosive sound, and the group heard gun- like reports as other upstairs windows disintegrated. Water rose above their ankles.9 Then the front door started to break away from its frame. John and Charlie put their shoulders against it, but a blast of water hit the house, flinging open the door and shoving them down the hall. The generator was doused, and the lights went out. Charlie licked his lips and shouted to John. "I think we' re in real trouble. That water tasted salty." The sea had reached the house, and the water was rising by the minute!10 "Everybody out the back door to the oars!" John yelled. "We' II pass the children along between us. Count them! Nine!"11 The children went from adult to adult like buckets in a fire brigade. But the cars wouldn't start; the electrical systems had been killed by water. The wind was too Strong and the water too deep to flee on foot. "Back to the house!" john yelled. "Count the children! Count nine!"12 As they scrambled back, john ordered, "Every-body on the stairs!" Frightened, breathless and wet, the group settled on the stairs, which were protected by two interiorwalls. The children put the oat, Spooky, and a box with her four kittens on the landing. She peered nervously at her litter. The neighbor's dog curled up and went to sleep.13 The wind sounded like the roar of a train passing a few yards away. The house shuddered and shifted on its foundations. Water inched its way up the steps as first- floor outside walls collapsed. No one spoke. Everyone knew there was no escape; they would live or die in the house.14 Charlie Hill had more or less taken responsibility for the neighbor and her two children. The mother was on the verge of panic. She clutched his arm and kept repeating, "I can't swim, I can't swim."15 "You won't have to," he told her, with outward calm. "It's bound to end soon."16 Grandmother Koshak reached an arm around her husband's shoulder and put her mouth close to his ear. "Pop," she said, "I love you." He turned his head and answered, "I love you" -- and his voice lacked its usual gruffness.17 John watched the water lap at the steps, and felt a crushing guilt. He had underestimated the ferocity of Camille. He had assumed that what had never happened could not happen. He held his head between his hands, and silently prayed: "Get us through this mess, will You?"18 A moment later, the hurricane, in one mighty swipe, lifted the entire roof off the house and skimmed it 40 feet through the air. The bottom steps of the staircase broke apart. One wall began crumbling on the marooned group.19 Dr. Robert H. Simpson, director of the National Hurricane Center in Miami, Fla., graded Hurricane Camille as "the greatest recorded storm ever to hit a populated area in the Western Hemisphere." in its concentrated breadth of some 70 miles it shot out winds of nearly 200 m.p.h. and raised tides as high as 30 feet. Along the Gulf Coast it devastated everything in its swath: 19,467 homes and 709 small businesses were demolished or severely damaged. it seized a 600, 000-gallon Gulfport oil tank and dumped it 3 ~ miles away. It tore three large cargo ships from their mooringsand beached them. Telephone poles and 20-inch-thick pines cracked like guns as the winds snapped them.20 To the west of Gulfport, the town of Pass Christian was virtually wiped out. Several vacationers at the luxurious Richelieu Apartments there held a hurricane party to watch the storm from their spectacular vantage point. Richelieu Apartments were smashed apart as if by a gigantic fist, and 26 people perished.21 Seconds after the roof blew off the Koshak house, john yelled, "Up the stairs -- into our bedroom! Count the kids." The children huddled in the slashing rain within the circle of adults. Grandmother Koshak implored, "Children, let's sing!" The children were too frightened to respond. She carried on alone for a few bars; then her voice trailed away.22 Debris flew as the living-room fireplace and its chimney collapsed. With two walls in their bedroom sanctuary beginning to disintegrate, John ordered, "Into the television room!" This was the room farthest from the direction of the storm.23 For an instant, John put his arm around his wife. Janis understood. Shivering from the wind and rain and fear, clutching two children to her, she thought, Dear Lord, give me the strength to endure what I have to. She felt anger against the hurricane. We won't let it win.24 Pop Koshak raged silently, frustrated at not being able to do anything to fight Camille. Without reason, he dragged a cedar chest and a double mattress from a bed-room into the TV room. At that moment, the wind tore out one wall and extinguished the lantern. A second wall moved, wavered, Charlie Hill tried to support it, but it toppled on him, injuring his back. The house, shuddering and rocking, had moved 25 feet from its foundations. The world seemed to be breaking apart.25 "Let's get that mattress up!" John shouted to his father. "Make it a lean-toagainst the wind. Get the kids under it. We can prop it up with our heads and shoulders!"26 The larger children sprawledon the floor, with the smaller ones in a layer on top of them, and the adultsbent over all nine. The floor tilted. The box containing the litter of kittens slid off a shelf and vanished in the wind. Spooky flew off the top of a sliding bookcase and also disappeared. The dog cowered with eyes closed. A third wall gave way. Water lapped across the slanting floor. John grabbed a door which was still hinged to one closet wall. "If the floor goes," he yelled at his father, "let's get the kids on this."27 In that moment, the wind slightly diminished, and the water stopped rising. Then the water began receding. The main thrust of Camille had passed. The Koshaks and their friends had survived.28 With the dawn, Gulfport people started coming back to their homes. They saw human bodies -- more than 130 men, women and children died along the Mississippi coast- and parts of the beach and highway were strewn withdead dogs, cats, cattle. Strips of clothing festoonedthe standing trees, and blown down power lines coiledlike black spaghettiover the roads.29 None of the returnees moved quickly or spoke loudly; they stood shocked, trying to absorb the shattering scenes before their eyes. "What do we dot" they asked. "Where do we go?"30 By this time, organizations within the area and, in effect, the entire population of the United States had come to the aid of the devastated coast. Before dawn, the Mississippi National Guardand civil-defense units were moving in to handle traffic, guard property, set up communications centers, help clear the debris and take the homeless by truck and bus to refugee centers. By 10 a.m., the Salvation Army's canteen trucks and Red Cross volunteers and staffers were going wherever possible to distribute hot drinks, food, clothing and bedding.31 From hundreds of towns and cities across the country came several million dollars in donations; household and medical supplies streamed in by plane, train, truck and car. The federal government shipped 4,400,000 pounds of food, moved in mobile homes, set up portable classrooms, opened offices to provide low-interest, long-term business loans.32 Camille, meanwhile, had raked its way northward across Mississippi, dropping more than 28 inches of rain into West Virginia and southern Virginia, causing rampagingfloods, huge mountain slides and 111 additional deaths before breaking up over the Atlantic Ocean.33 Like many other Gulfport families, the Koshaks quickly began reorganizing their lives, John divided his family in the homes of two friends. The neighbor with her two children went to a refugee center. Charlie Hill found a room for rent. By Tuesday, Charlie's back had improved, and he pitched in with Seabeesin the worst volunteer work of all--searching for bodies. Three days after the storm, he decided not to return to Las Vegas, but to "remain in Gulfport and help rebuild the community."34 Near the end of the first week, a friend offered the Koshaks his apartment, and the family was reunited. The children appeared to suffer no psychological damage from their experience; they were still awed by the incomprehensiblepower of the hurricane, but enjoyed describing what they had seen and heard on that frightful night, Janis had just one delayed reaction. A few nights after the hurricane, she awoke suddenly at 2 a.m. She quietly got up and went outside. Looking up at the sky and, without knowing she was going to do it, she began to cry softly.35 Meanwhile, John, Pop and Charlie were picking through the wreckageof the home. It could have been depressing, but it wasn't: each salvaged item represented a little victory over the wrathof the storm. The dog and cat suddenly appeared at the scene, alive and hungry.36 But the bluesdid occasionally afflict all the adults. Once, in a low mood, John said to his parents, "I wanted you here so that we would all be together, so you could enjoy the children, and look what happened."37 His father, who had made up his mind to start a welding shop when living was normal again, said, "Let's not cry about what's gone. We' II just start all over."38 "You're great," John said. "And this town has a lot of great people in it. It' s going to be better here than it ever was before."39 Later, Grandmother Koshak reflected : "We lost practically all our possessions, but the family came through it. When I think of that, I realize we lost nothing important."(from Rhetoric and Literature by P. Joseph Canavan)--------------------------------------------------------------------------------NOTES1. Joseph p. Blank: The writer published "Face to Face with Hurricane Camille" in the Reader's Digest, March 1970.2. Hurricane Camille: In the United States hurricanes are named alphabetically and given the names of people like Hurricane Camille, Hurricane Betsy, and so on; whereas in China Typhoons are given serial numbers like Typhoon No. 1, Typhoon No. 2 and so on.3. The Salvation Army: A Protestant religious body devoted to the conversion of, and social work among the poor, and characterized by use of military titles, uniforms, etc. It was founded in 1878 by "General" Booth in London; now worldwide in operation.4. Red Cross: an international organization ( in full International Red Cross), founded in 1864 with headquarters and branches in all countries signatory to the Geneva Convention, for the relief of suffering in time of war or disaster。
Lesson 1
John Ciardi
Read the text once for the main idea. Do not refer to the notes, dictionaries or the glossary yet.
Let me tell you one of the earliest disasters in my career as a teacher. It was January of 1940 and I was fresh out of graduate school starting my first semester at the University of Kansas City. Part of the student body was a beanpole with hair on top who came into my class, sat down, folded his arms, and looked at me as if to say "All right, teach me something." Two weeks later we started Hamlet. Three weeks later he came into my office with his hands on his hips. "Look," he said, "I came here to be a pharmacist. Why do I have to read this stuff?" And not having a book of his own to point to, he pointed to mine which was lying on the desk.
在风雨中收获什么的作文
在风雨中收获什么的作文英文回答：In the midst of the storm, I learned the true meaning of resilience and perseverance. The harsh winds and pouring rain seemed to symbolize the challenges and obstacles that life throws at us. It was during these trying times that I discovered the strength within myself and the importance of never giving up.One of the most valuable lessons I learned was the power of adaptability. Just like a tree bending and swaying with the wind, I realized the need to be flexible and open to change. In the face of adversity, it is crucial to adjust our plans and strategies in order to overcome obstacles. This lesson has been invaluable in both my personal and professional life. For example, when I encountered setbacks in my career, such as losing a job or facing rejection, I didn't let it discourage me. Instead, I adapted my approach, learned from my mistakes, andeventually found success.Another important lesson I learned was the significance of support and community. In the midst of the storm, I witnessed people coming together to help one another. Whether it was neighbors lending a helping hand or strangers offering shelter, the sense of unity was truly inspiring. This experience taught me the importance of building strong relationships and relying on others during difficult times. It reminded me that we are not alone in our struggles and that there is always someone willing to offer support. This lesson has influenced the way I approach relationships and has taught me to be there for others when they need it most.中文回答：在风雨中，我学到了坚韧和毅力的真正含义。
大学英语泛读lesson 1-the uncle theo
III climax The story came to its climax in the part: Uncle Theo, who lost confidence of being enrolled, surprisingly beat his competitor Adams and got the post in the College. IV ending It narrated the reason of the surprising plot twist: the true situation, in which Uncle Theo seriously prepared for the recruitment interview, had been actually made clear by the dean of the College.
Homework
Retell the story in your own word’s .(500words)
The two candidate performance in the public lecture
Theo
Adam
Performance
Only repeat In a low and dull voice No applause
prehension of the text
1) Writing style of this passage
2) Organization of the passage
3)Answer some questions.
Narration
Narration is giving an account of an event or a series of events. There are six elements in a story narration. What are they?
七年级英语thestorm重难点讲解
Unit 2 The StormLesson Three（一）大声读单词：drop n. （液体的）珠，滴tornado n. 龙卷风damage v. 破坏，损坏traditional adj. 传统的without perp. 无，没有unkind adj. 不亲切的，不和蔼的stay v. 停留hold v. 拿住，抱住（二）重点词组：drops of rain 雨滴take a trip 旅行clean your bedroom 打扫你的卧室（三）语法提示：1. should 作为情态动词，通常用来表示现在或将来的责任或义务，译作”应该”、”应当”。
You should finish your homework in time. 你应该按时做完你的作业。
You should tell your mother about it at once. 你应该立即把此事告诉你妈妈。
2. should 作为情态动词，可以表示谦逊、客气、委婉之意，译为”可……”、”倒……”。
I should say that it would be better to try it again. 我倒是认为最好再试一试。
Should you like some tea 你可喜欢喝茶3. should 作为情态动词，可以用来表示意外、惊喜或者在说话人看来是不可思议的。
尤其在以 why， who， how 等开头的修辞疑问句或某些感叹句中常常译为“竟会”、“居然”。
How should I know it 我怎么会知道这件事Why should you be so late today 你今天怎么来得这么晚4. should 的否定形式为should not = shouldn’t。
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• Can you describe the words of the weather
How to describe ?
sunny and cloudy
cloudy and rainy
sunny, cloudy and rainy
cloudy and
snowy
The wind is blowing.
The Storm
Lesson One
Learning Aims （学习目标）
• Know about different kinds of weather
• Can talk about the weather
• Try to understand the main idea of the listening dialogue, and make up a new dialogue.
• start doing/ to do • may
Let's talk about the weather. --How's the weather?--It's__________.
Listening Part
• What are they talking about?
•THhoew 'swthee awetahtheerroutasidned? the plan for tomorrow. •ItWhiast isrSuasiann pinlangnincgatotdso? and dogs.
Homework
• Write down your dialogue on your exercise book. • Try to recite the listening dialogue. • Make your vocabulary cards. • 20 new words.
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Make up your dialogue
• A: ____________________________ • B: It's very ______________. • A: Is it ___________? • B: Not yet. It ____________________. • A: I should ____________________. • B: Good idea.
_g_o__o_n__a_p_i_c_n_i_c______with my friends. • Mom : According _t_o__ the weather,it may_s_t_o_p__by tomorrow. • Susan : Oh, that's _g_r_e_a_t_____. • Mom : But it will _b_e__ cloudy and really windy. • Susan : Then I can't go on a _p_i_c_n_ic__. • Mom : You can go to the museum ___in__s_te_a__d_. • Susan : That's a great _id_e__a_. I should_c_a_l_l __my fts and dogs.
The sun is shining .
Key Expressions
• How' s the weather?
• = What's the weather like?
• (一般现在时)
• It may start raining in the afternoon.
She is going on a picnic.
• When may the rain stop?
By tomorrow.
• How will the weather be tomorrow?
Cloudy and windy.
• What's the idea of Susan's mom?
Going to the museum.
It 'll be cloudy and windy
= It will be sunny
Fill in the blanks
• Susan : _H__o_w__'s___the weather outside, Mom? Is it still raining? • Mom : Yes, Susan. It's __r_a_in__in_g__c_a_t_s_a__n_d__d_o_g_s__. • Susan : I hope it stops __b_y_____ tomorrow. I'm planning to