《新编英语教程》第-3-册的课文

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新编英语教程3课件

Course outline
01
02
03
Unit 1
Introduction to the course and basic communication skills
Unit 2
Intermediate
communication skills
and
cultural
understanding
Unit 3
various methods, such as word formation, synonyms and
antonyms, and contextual learning.
Writing skills
Paragraph development
This module teaches students how to develop paragraphs by introducing a topic, presenting evidence or examples, and结论.
Writing Practice
Composition assignments
Students are given various writing assignments to practice their writing skills, including short essays, paragraph development exercises, and letter writing.
Peer review
Students are encouraged to review and provide feedback on each other's writing to improve their understanding of good writing practices and to learn from each other's mistakes and successes.

《新编英语教程》第三册课文及翻译

A Winter to Remember难忘的冬天Robert Best罗伯特.贝斯特①According to the weather men last winter was one of the worst in living memory.①气象员说，去年冬天是记忆中最冷的一个冬天。

①We live in the depths of the country, and my whole family agree that it was certainly a winter we shall never forget. ②Snow began to fall at round about thebeginning of the New Year and①我们生活在偏远地区；我们全家人都认为去年冬天肯定是我们永远无法忘记的。

②雪在年初开始下，断断续续下了十来天。

①At first we were all thrilled to see it.②It fell silently and relentlessly in large soft flakes until every ugly patch and corner of our rather rambling garden was smoothed over and had become a spotless white canopy.③The children soon spoiltleaving their footprints all over it.④Hungryon its surface.⑤It was now, when the garden was all churned up and of a dirty grey colour, that a severe frost set in, hardening the snow into ugly lumps of grimy concrete.⑥For the next three months the whole countryside lay in a grip of iron.①看见这样的情形，我们一开始都很兴奋。

(完整版)《新编英语教程》第3册的课文

《新编英语教程》（修订版）第三册Unit 1[见教材P1]My First Job我的第一份工作Robert Best罗伯特.贝斯特①While I was waiting to enter university, I saw②Being very short of money andwanting to do something useful, I applied, fearing thatmy chances of landing the job were slim.①那年，我考上了大学，还没有入校时，在本地一家报纸上看到一所学校发布广告，招聘一名教师。

②这所学校位于伦敦郊区，距离我住的地方大约[有]十英里。

③当时因为急需用钱，又想做些有意义的事情，于是我就提出了申请。

④但是同时，我又担心，既没有学位又没有教学经验，所以获得这个职位的可能性非常小。

①However, three days later a letter arrived, summoning me to Croydon for an interview. ②It proved an awkward journey: a train to Croydon station;a ten-minute bus ride and then a walk of at least a quarter of a mile. ③As a result I arrived on a hot June morning too depressed to feel nervous.①然而，三天以后来信了，通知我到Croydon参加面试。

②路很不好走，先坐火车到Croydon车站，再坐十分钟的公交车，最后步行至少0.25英里才到达目的地。

③那可是六月天的上午，天气很热，我非常沮丧，也非常紧张，简直都崩溃了。

①and②The front garden was a gravel square;four evergreen shrubs stood at each corner, where they struggled to survive the dust and fumes from a busy main road.①学校是一幢维多利亚时代的红砖建筑，有山墙，有很大的垂直拉窗，闪闪发光，让人感觉单调乏味。

新编英语教程 3 Unit 3 Three Sundays in a Week

7. The readers as well as the old man are tricked by ( F ) their explanation.
The writer makes it clear to the readers that they had to gain their point indirectly. The writer used the following connectives and phrase to guide the readers. 1) as though — He’s been looking at the others as though they were mad. 2) as if — And here Kate ended the quarrel by jumping up, as if she had a new thought. 3) a bit of mock thought — “Why, of course!” said Smitherton after a bit of mock thought.
Skim through the text within five minutes and decide which of the following statements best sums up the text.
(1) Two sailors, after each had spent a year traveling around the world, talked Kate’s father into believing that three Sundays did occur in a week. (2) Two sailors and Kate gave a plausible explanation of how three Sundays could occur in a week. (3) There was an argument between Kate’s father on one hand and Kate and her two sailor friends on the other hand about whether three Sundays could occur in a week.

新编英语教程3 李观仪全部课文

My First JobWhile I was waiting to enter university, I saw in a local newspaper a teaching post advertised at a school in a suburb of London about ten miles from where I lived. Being very short of money and wanting to do something useful, I applied, fearing as I did so, that without a degree and with no experience of teaching my chances of landing the job were slim.However, three days later a letter arrived, summoning me to Croydon for an interview. It proved an awkward journey: a train to Croydon station; a ten-minute bus ride and then a walk of at least a quarter of a mile. As a result I arrived on a hot June morning too depressed to feel nervous.The school was a dreary, gabled Victorian house of red brick and with big staring sash-windows. The front garden was a gravel square; four evergreen shrubs stood at each corner, where they struggled to survive the dust and fumes from a busy main road.It was clearly the headmaster himself that opened the door. He was short and rotund. He had a sandy-colored moustache, a freckled forehead and hardly any hair. He was wearing a tweed suit —one felt somehow he had always worn it —and across his ample stomach was looped a silver watch-chain.He looked at me with an air of surprised disapproval, as a colonel might look at a private whose bootlaces were undone. "Ah yes," he grunted. "You'd better come inside." The narrow, sunless hall smelled unpleasantly of stale cabbage; the cream-printed walls had gone a dingy margarine color, except where they were scarred with ink marks; it was all silent. His study, judging by the crumbs on the carpet, was also his dining room. On the mantelpiece there was a salt cellar and pepper-pot. "You'd better sit down," he said, and proceeded to ask me a number of questions: what subjects had I taken in my General School Certificate; how old was I; what games did I play; then fixing me suddenly with his bloodshot eyes, he asked me whether I thought games were a vital part of a boy's education. I mumbled something about not attaching too much importance to them. He grunted. I had said the wrong thing. The headmaster and I obviously had singularly little in common.The school, he said, consisted of one class of twenty-four boys, ranging in age from seven to thirteen. I should have to teach all subjects except art, which he taught himself. Football and cricket were played in the Park, a mile away on Wednesday and Saturday afternoons.The teaching set-up appalled me. I should have to split the class up into three groups and teach them in turn at three different levels; and I was dismayed at the thought of teaching algebra and geometry — two subjects at which I had been completely incompetent at school. Worse perhaps was the idea of Saturday afternoon cricket. It was not so much having to tramp a mile along the dusty streets of Croydon, followed by a crocodile of small boys that I minded, but the fact that most of my friends would be enjoying leisure at that time.I said diffidently, "What would my salary be?" "Twelve pounds a week plus lunch." Before I could protest he got to his feel. "Now," he said, "you'd better meet my wife. She's the one who really runs this school."This was the last straw. I was very young: the prospect of working under a woman constituted the ultimate indignity. The InterviewThe man who looked like a terrier said: "You're Blakey, are you? Take a seat."Blakey took a seat."I see you took your 'A' levels in English, French and History, and continued with the Arts at university." The terrier man looked up from Blakey's application form. "What," he asked mildly, "has prompted you to want to change to medicine?""Well," Blakey said — feeling anything but well — "I've always, even at school, been interested, but it was a big decision to take, and I wasn't sure at the time I had the right temperament." The panel of three made no comment, and their silence reminded him he'd not yet answered their question. "I really wanted to write."The man next to the terrier cleared his throat. "So the fact is you'd rather be a writer than a doctor?""Not necessarily," Blakey said. "It might have been true once, but for some time now my mind's been set on becoming a doctor.""But you are capable of a change of heart." There was a long pause."I'm sorry," Blakey said, startled, "did you mean that as a question?""Well?" the man said, raising an eyebrow."No, I don't think I am at all.""And you left University without taking a degree. Is that right?""Yes.""Why was this?""Looking back," Blakey said, "I reckon I took on too much, too many activities.""Could you explain to us what these activities were?""I produced several plays for the college dramatic society," (which was true) "I spoke at Union debates" (also true) "and did a bit of social work" (which wasn't).The third member of the panel frowned. "Social work?" he said, as if it were some incurable disease. "Tell us about that." For a thickset heavy-jowled man, his voice was oddly querulous."Yes," Blakey said, and described the only two student organizations of the sort he knew the names of, but which for one reason or another he'd never got round to joining. "And if your application were successful," the terrier man said on a note of somber improbability, "could you support yourself?" Blakey hesitated. He had a sudden premonition that his answer could be crucial."You have no grant?" the man prompted."No.""Have you any private means?""I think I could manage all right."For the first time his principal tormentor revealed his teeth in a tight, impatient smile. "How could you manage?" Blakey shifted in his chair. He had begun to resent these cold, unforthcoming men who instilled in him a sense of guilt. It was more a cross-examination than an interview. His desire to take up medicine seemed almost like a crime. "I had a part-time job during vacations, which enabled me to save —""Could you tell us," his persecutor persisted, "the weekly income."He told them."Are you thinking of getting married in the near future?" "No.""What are your interests? How do you spend your spare time?"What had he said on the form? Why did they ask him when it was all on the form? He told them he liked music, the theatre, and that he often went walking. "Once," he said, "I even took part in a fishing match."The panel appeared not to regard this with much enthusiasm. "What games do you play?" The heavy-jowled man leaned forward hopefully. "Do you play rugger? "No, I was at a soccer school.""Did you ever win any prizes at anything?""No.""Have any members of your family been in the medical profession?"Blakey shook his head. "Most of my relations," he said, stung by a sense of inadequacy, "work in the pits." "Hm," The terrier man scribbled something on the form. "I think that covers pretty well everything," he said. He gave Blakey a wintry smile. "In due course you will hear from us."It sounded to Blakey like a threat.Unwillingly on HolidayNot all holidays are seen as pleasurable occasions. Sometimes going on holiday can be something to be dreaded. Partly it could be the change from the known routine, going somewhere where you are uncertain of what is expected or what you will find. Some people find this an exciting new experience; others face it with dread. Read the following account. What would your feelings be about going somewhere new on holiday?If, standing alone on the back doorstep, Tom allowed himself to weep tears, they were tears of anger. He looked his good-bye at the garden, and raged that he had to leave it — leave it and Peter. They had planned to spend their time here so joyously these holidays.Town gardens are small, as a rule, and the Longs' garden was no exception to the rule; there was a vegetable plot and a grass plot and one flower-bed and a rough patch by the back fence. In this last the apple-tree grew: it was large, but bore very little fruit, and accordingly the two boys had always been allowed to climb freely over it. These holidays they would have built a tree-house among its branches. Tom gazed, and then turned back into the house. As he passed the foot of the stairs, he called up. "Good-bye, Peter!" There was a croaking answer.He went out on to the front doorstep, where his mother was waiting with his suitcase. He put his hand out for it, but Mrs. Long clung to the case for a moment, claiming his attention first. "You know, Tom," she said, "it's not nice for you to be rushed away like this to avoid the measles, but it's not nice for us either. Your father and I will miss you, and so will Peter. Peter's not having a nice time, anyway, with measles.""I didn't say you'd all be having a nice time without me," said Tom. "All I said was —""Hush!" whispered his mother, looking past him to the road and the car that waited there and the man at the driving-wheel. She gave Tom the case, and then bent over him, pushing his tie up to cover his collar-button and letting her lips come to within an inch of his ear. "Tom, dear Tom —" she murmured, trying to prepare him for the weeks ahead, "remember that you will be a visitor, and do try — oh, what can I say? — try to be good."She kissed him, gave him a dismissive push towards the car and then followed him to it. As Tom got in, Mrs. Long looked past him to the driver. "Give my love to Gwen," she said, "and tell her, Alan, how grateful we are to you both for taking Tom off at such short notice. It's very kind of you, isn't it, Tom?""Very kind," Tom repeated bitterly."There's so little room in the house," said Mrs. Long, "when there's illness.""We're glad to help out," Alan said. He started the engine. Tom wound down the window next to his mother. "Good-bye then!""Oh, Tom!" Her lips trembled. "I am sorry — spoiling the beginning of your summer holidays like this!"The car was moving; he had to shout back: "I'd rather have had measles with Peter — much rather!"Tom waved good-bye angrily to his mother, and then, careless even of the cost to others waved to an inflamed face pressed against a bedroom window. Mrs. Long looked upwards to see what was there, raised her hands in a gesture of despair — Peter was supposed to keep strictly to his bed — and hurried indoors.Tom closed the car window and sat back in his seat, in hostile silence. His uncle cleared his throat and said: "Well, I hope we get on reasonably well."This was not a question, so Tom did not answer it.He knew he was being rude, but he made excuses for himself; he did not much like Uncle Alan, and he did not want to like him at all. Indeed, he would have preferred him to be a brutal uncle. "If only he'd beat me," thought Tom, "then I could run away home, and Mother and Father would say I did right, in spite of the quarantine for measles. But he'll never even try to beat me, I know; and Aunt Gwen — she's worse because she's a child-lover, and she's kind. Cooped up for weeks with Uncle Alan and Aunt Gwen in a poky flat..." He had never visited them before, but he knew that they lived in a flat, with no garden.April Fools' DayThe first day of April ranks among the most joyous days in the juvenile calendar."It is a day when you hoax friends of yours with jokes like sending them to the shop for some pigeon's milk, or telling them to dig a hole because the dog has died; when they come back and ask where is the dead dog you say 'April fool' and laugh at them. There are some when you just say 'Your shoe lace is undone' or 'Your belt is hanging' or 'Go and fetch that plate off the table', and of course their shoe lace is tied up right, and their belt is not hanging, and there is no plate on the table, so you say 'Ever been had, April fool'."Boy, 14, Knighton."On April the first we try to trick people by saying things such as there is a ghost behind you or there's a spider up your sleeve and so on. We also say things to frighten people by saying the bed has give way, or the picture has fallen down and so on. If the people look you call them an April fool, if they do not look they sometimes call you an April fool."Girl, 9, Birmingham."On April Fools' day nearly all the time people fooled us. Last April I said to my brother 'And so everyone must keep in till next January 28th.' Then Brian said 'Why Dave, because there's a disease going on?' and I said to him 'No, because it's April Fool to you.' Then Dicky Riley said that he was looking for us to have our dinner. So off we set towards home and when we got there I told my mom what Dick had said, and mom said she had only just put the chips on. Suddenly Sailor our dog gave a low growl that was the sign that someone was at the door. I went to the door and who do you think was there, it was Dickly Riley coming to say April Fool."Boy, 9, Birmingham.Needless to say the people they most want to fool are the people who have just fooled them. "Arriving at school," writes a 12-year-old Longton girl:"Elizabeth Arnold caught me with one of her witty jokes. 'Ah, ah,' I said. 'You wait until I can think of one.' At play time a grand idea had struck me. I went up to Liz and said, 'Elizabeth, Miss Buxton wants you.' 'Alright,' she said and ran into school. She walked all the way round the school and finally found Miss Buxton. Miss Buxton told her she did not want her. Liz was awfully sneapt (put out). She came back to me, and so I said 'April Fool'."Teachers come in for their share of the fooling, and, according to a 12-year-old girl from Usk, Monmouth shire, are the most exciting prey:"The best joke I ever saw was in school when one of our girls brought another girl dressed as our new needlework mistress into the form room. She was introduced to mistress who was taking us, and she was completely taken in. She even told us to stop laughing at the new mistress. Then we shouted 'April Fool' to her and we all had a good laugh."And parents, of course, are not exempt. "We have a lovely time," says an 11-year-old Swansea girl, "as there are so many jokes to play such as sewing up the bottom of Daddy's trousers." And a 9-year-old Birmingham boy writes:"Last year I fooled father by gluing a penny to the floor and saying 'Dad, you've dropped a penny on the floor.' He couldn't get it off the ground because it was stuck firm, then I shouted 'Yah, April Fool'."Unit 4A Man from Stratford — William ShakespeareOn March 25th, 1616, fifty-two-year-old Master William Shakespeare signed his will leaving the famous legacy of his "second best bed and furniture" to his wife and the greater part of his estate to his married daughter, Susanna Hall. It was the will of a comfortably off man, for the income from the estate probably amounted to about $200 a year, which was a lot of money over three hundred and sixty years ago. For historians, the most interesting part of the will was that signature, because it and other signatures are all we have left of the handwriting of the world's literary genius. There is no country where Shakespeare's work is not read with something very like awe because there is something fascinating about a man whose work was so much better than that of anyone else. Yet in spite of the thousands of books that have been written about this amazing writer, almost every detail of his personal life is supposition rather than fact. Historically speaking, Shakespeare lived only yesterday but his activities, like those of nearly every playwright of his day, are so vague that he could have been born in Roman times. Shakespeare's birthplace, the little town of Stratford-upon-Avon, in Warwickshire, had made a thriving business out of its most famous citizen for a long time. It is a popular place for tourists from all over the world, even though many of them would have the greatest of difficulty in understanding Shakespeare's Elizabethan English. However, he has such a fine reputation that it is well worth the journey just to be able to look at the swans that swim on his river, and gaze at the cottage where Anne, his wife, lived before their marriage, and then to see his plays at the Royal Shakespeare Theatre.To plot Shakespeare's life is to become involved in a kind of detective story where there are plenty of clues but very little else. Nobody even knows the exact date of his birth, although the register of the Parish Church confirms that William Shakespeare was baptized there on April 26th, 1564. Nor can it be proved that he went to the excellent local grammar school, although he probably did as there was nowhere else for him to go. At the age of 18 he married Anne Hathaway, a woman eight years older than himself, and they had three children. Then in 1585 this young married man apparently left Stratford and his family, for there is absolutely no record of him for seven long years.Exactly what happened to William Shakespeare during those seven years has puzzled scholars ever since. There are different theories, but of all the probabilities the most likely one is that he travelled abroad, spending a good deal of time at sea. Shakespeare wrote with great conviction about storms and shipwrecks and eating the hard ship's biscuits "with aching teeth".What is quite certain is that, during the time Shakespeare lived there, Stratford-upon-Avon was visited by a great number of theatrical companies. It can never be proved, but it seems quite possible that the young Shakespeare saw some of these performances, realized in a flash that this was the life for him and talked one of the managers into giving him a job. At least nobody questions the fact that he can next be traced in 1592 in London, earning his living as a dramatist and generally getting well known in the theatre. Whatever else had happened during the lost years, plays that followed, such as Richard III and The Taming of the Shrew, were proof that the greatest literary career of all time had begun. Shakespeare soon became sufficiently well known for managers and other influential people to refer to him in writing. We know that as well as working on old plays he rapidly made a name for himself as an author of entirely new ones and also performed as an actor at court. During his fifteen years as a working man of the theatre, Shakespeare wrote more than thirty plays as well as marvelous verse.After his death on April 23rd, 1616, Shakespeare left behind a mass of questions that experts have been trying to answer ever since. What was the source of Shakespeare's amazingly detailed knowledge of so many different subjects? Who was the beautiful but apparently heartless "dark lady" who seemed to have first inspired him and thencaused him a lot of sadness? So far we do not know. There have even been foolish attempts to prove that William Shakespeare's plays were in fact written by someone else. When one remembers that he lived in an age when printing was still very expensive and that it was rare for anything written to be thrown away, it seems astonishing that nothing remains of the busy writer's own handwriting but the signature. Sooner or later someone may discover a bundle of letters that will answer the question that have puzzled so many people for so long.From an article in the magazine Look and LearnWilliam ShakespeareMost people have heard of Shakespeare and probably know something of the plays that he wrote. However, not everybody knows much about the life of this remarkable man, except perhaps that he was born in the market town of Stratford-upon-Avon and that he married a woman called Anne Hathaway. We know nothing of his school life. We do not know, for example, how long it lasted, but we presume that he attended the local grammar school, where the principal subject taught was Latin.Nothing certain is known of what he did between the time he left school and his departure for London. According to a local legend, he was beaten and even put in prison for stealing rabbits and deer from the estate of a neighboring landowner, Sir Thomas Lucy. It is said that because of this he was forced to run away from his native place. A different legend says that he was apprenticed to a Stratford butcher, but did not like the life and for this reason decided to leave Stratford.Whatever caused him to leave the town of his birth, the world can be grateful that he did so. What is certain is that he set foot on the road to fame when he arrived in London. It is said that at first he was without money or friends there, but that he earned a little by taking care of the horses of the gentlemen who attended the plays at the theatre. In time, as he became a familiar figure to the actors in the theatre, they stopped and spoke to him. They found his conversation so brilliant that finally he was invited to join their company. Earlier than 1592 there is no mention of Shakespeare either as actor or as playwright, and the name of the theatre he worked in is not known. However, by this date he had become one of the three leading members of a company of actors called the Lord Chamberlain's Men. This company was under the protection of the Lord Chamberlain, a powerful nobleman and an official at the Queen's Court. The company travelled about the country, giving performances in different towns, and also performed plays at Court.From what we know of his later life, it is clear that Shakespeare's connection with the theatre made him a wealthy man, since his plays attracted large audiences and he shared in the profits. Towards the end of the sixteenth century he bought a large property in Stratford. It is not certain when he went back there to live but it was probably around 1603. He is not recorded as having acted in any play after that date, though he continued writing. No less than eleven of his plays were produced during the next ten years. These include the great tragedies Othello, Macbeth and King Lear. His last work was The Tempest, but he may have shared in the writing of the historical play King Henry VIII.Even after his retirement he frequently visited London. Since the road between Stratford and London passed through Oxford, he would rest there at the home of his friend John Davenant, who had a deep respect and affection for the playwright.Shakespeare died in 1616. Some years earlier he chose a gravestone, under which he was to be buried. He had a curse engraved on this stone which threatened to bring misfortune on anyone who might remove his body from his grave.It seems strange that he should have had this fear. He must have known how greatly he was respected, even in his lifetime, for the genius that he showed in his plays and poems. It seems impossible that his remains could have been disturbed after his death.The Light at the End of the ChunnelIn a hotel lobby in Sandgate, England, not two miles from the soon-to-be-opened English Channel Tunnel, stiff upper lips trembled. For the first time since the last ice age, England was about to be linked to France."I'd rather England become the 51st state of the U. S. A. than get tied up to there," said a retired civil servant with a complexion the color of ruby port. He nodded toward the steel gray Channel out the window, his pale blue eyes filled with foreboding."Awful place," added his wife, lifting a teacup to her lips. "They drink all the time, and the food is terrible. When I go to the Continent, I take my own bottle of English sauce." "We don't care much for the French," her husband concluded. "But the French. ..." Here a pause, a shudder, as the gull-wing eyebrows shot upward. "The French don't care for anybody."On the other side of the Channel, the entente was scarcely more cordiale. In Vieux Coquelles, a village a beet field away from the French terminal near Calais, Clotaire Fournier walked into his farmhouse."I went to England once," he said, sinking into a chair in the dining room. "Never again! All they eat is ketchup. " A tiny explosion of air from pursed lips, then the coup de grace. "You can't even get a decent glass of red wine!" Well, by grace of one of the engineering feats of the century, for richer or poorer, better or worse, England and France are getting hitched. On May 6, 1994, Queen Elizabeth of Britain and President Francois Mitterrand of France are scheduled to inaugurate the English Channel Tunnel ("Chunnel" for short), sweeping aside 200 years of failed cross-Channel-link schemes, 1,000 years of historical rift, and 8,000 years of geographic divide.The 31-mile-long Chunnel is really three parallel tunnels: two for trains and a service tunnel. It snakes from Folkestone, England, to Coquelles, France, an average of 150 feet below the seabed. Drive onto a train at one end; stay in your car and drive off Le Shuttle at the other 35 minutes later. Later this year [i. e. , 1994] Eurostar passenger trains will provide through service: London to Paris in three hours; London to Brussels in three hours, ten minutes.The Chunnel rewrites geography, at least in the English psyche. The moat has been breached. Britain no longer is an island.It's June 28, 1991, and I'm packed into a construction workers' train along with several dozen other journalists.We're headed out from the English side to the breakthrough ceremony for the south running tunnel —the last to be completed.The Chunnel is a work in progress. The concrete walls await final installation of the power, water, and communication lines that will turn it into a transport system. White dust fills the air. The train screeches painfully. "Makes you appreciate British Rail," someone jokes.Finally we reach the breakthrough site. The two machines that dug this tunnel started from opposite sides of the Channel and worked toward the middle. Now we're staring at the 30-foot-diameter face of the French tunnel boring machine (TBM), "Catherine."In one of those vive la difference quirks that color the project, the French gave women's names to their machines. On the British side, it's by the numbers — like TBM No. 6. Another difference: French workers wear chic, well-cut, taupe jumpsuits with red and blue racing stripes down the sleeves. The British uniform is pure grunge: baggy, bright orange.Looking up, I imagine 180 feet of Channel above my head — ferries, tankers, a Dover sole or two. ...The grating of the TBM interrupts my reverie. Its cutterhead —a huge wheel with tungsten-tipped teeth —chews into the last trace of rock separating England from France.Music blares, and lights glare. Several Frenchmen scramble through. Thunderous applause erupts as dozens more follow. Strangely moving, this connecting of countries. Champagne corks pop, and French workers hug British counterparts."I might have opposed it 30 years ago, but now it's my tunnel," an Englishman says.French tunnelers are still climbing through. "So many," I say, turning to a French official."And there are 56 million more behind them," he replies. Apres le tunnel, le deluge? Eurotunnel hopes so. It predicts eight million passengers a year by 1996. The flow will be lopsided. Only 30 percent of the traffic will be headed to Britain. "The French don't take holidays in England," explains Jeanne Labrousse, a Eurotunnel executive.Hmmmm. Why do the French visit Britain? For the food? The weather? Fashion?Mme. Labrousse seemed thoughtful."Of course," she brightened, "we will work on selling the idea."Travelling"What a lot of travelling you have done in your day, Aunt Augusta.""I haven't reached nightfall yet," she said. "If I had a companion I would be off tomorrow, but I can no longer lift a heavy suitcase, and there is a distressing lack of porters nowadays. As you noticed at Victoria1.""We might one day," I said, "continue our seaside excursions. I remember many years ago visiting Weymouth. There was a very pleasant green statue of Geroge III on the front.""I have booked two couchettes a week from today on the Orient Express."I looked at her in amazement. "Where to?" I asked."Istanbul, of course.""But it takes days...""Three nights to be exact.""If you want to go to Istanbul surely it would be easier and less expensive to fly?""I only take a plane," my aunt said, "when there is no alternative means of travel.""It's really quite safe.""It is a matter of choice, not nerves," Aunt Augusta said. "I knew Wilbur Wright very well indeed at one time. He took me for several trips. I always felt quite secure in his contraptions. But I cannot bear being spoken to all the time by irrelevant loud-speakers. One is not badgered at a railway station. An airport always reminds me of a Butlin's Camp."If you are thinking of me as a companion...""Of course I am. Henry.""I'm sorry, Aunt Augusta, but a bank manager's pension is not a generous one.""I shall naturally pay all expenses. Give me another glass of wine, Henry. It's excellent.""I'm not really accustomed to foreign travel. You'd find me...""You will take to it quickly enough in my company. The Pullings have all been great travelers. I think I must have caught the infection through your father.""Surely not my father... He never travelled further than Central London.""He travelled from one woman to another, Henry, all through his life. That comes to much the same thing." Atomic CarsEvery motorist dreams of a car of the future that does not have to be refueled every few hundred miles, a car that will cost little to run because there is no outlay on petrol."Of course," you hear it said by an optimistic motorist, "the answer is the atom. Harness atomic power in a car, and you'll have no more worries about petrol. The thing will run for years without a refill."And, theoretically, he is right. The answer is the atom. If atomic power could be used in a car, one small piece of uranium would keep the engine running for twenty or more years. Of course, this would cut the cost of running a car by quite a few hundred pounds, depending upon how much you spend on petrol.But is this science-fiction-like picture of the atom exploding peacefully beneath the bonnet of a car possible? In theory it is, since already the atom has been harnessed to drive submarines, and an atomic engine is already in existence. But, say the experts, there are many problems still to be conquered before such an engine can in fact be fixed into a car.Now what exactly are these problems that stand between you and a car that you will never have to refuel? Frankly, most of them can be summed up in one word — radiation. An atomic reactor, the kind of engine that would produce energy by atom-splitting, throws off radiation, extremely dangerous radiation. These rays are just as dangerous as when they are released from an atomic bomb. This radiation penetrates anything except the thickest concrete and lead, with fatal results for anybody in its path. Thus, at the moment any car carrying an atomic engine would also have to carry many tons of lead in order to prevent the。

新编英语教程第三册unit1 ppt课件

－ Arnold Toynbee
Choose a job you love, and you will never have to
work a day in your life. － Confucius
好之者不如乐之者。——出自《论语·雍也》
新编英语教程第三册unit1
If you have a job without any aggravations, you don’t have a job.
新编英语教程第三册unit1
What kind of personal qualifications do you think you should have? Mature, competent, experienced reliable, honest, responsible creative, highly-motivated Independent, resourceful Ambitious, aggressive Energetic, open-minded Sociable, selfless/unselfish
新编英语教程第三册unit1
Step 2 Reading famous sayings
There are no menial (humble) jobs, only menial attitudes.
－ William J. Bennett
The supreme accomplishment is to blur the line between work and play.
新编英语教程第三册unit1
examinations, which are necessary for entrance to a university. The GCE was replaced by General Certificate of Secondary Education (GCSE) in 1988.

新编英语教程 3 Unit 3 Three Sundays in a Week

Unit 3 Three Sundays in a WeekTeaching objectives1. to be familiar with narration in chronological order2. to learn more knowledge on Time Zone and International Date LineTeaching procedureText II. Background information1.Time zoneInternational time zones define the time of day in places around the world with respect to the standard time kept in Greenwich, England, a city that lies on the prime meridian. Each time zone spans about 15 degrees of longitude, but actual zone lines vary to account for political boundaries and economic considerations.Until the late 1800s most towns and cities set clocks based upon the rising and setting of the sun. Because of the earth’s rotation, dawn and dusk occur at different times at different places, but time differences between distant locations were barely noticeable because of long travel times and the lack of long-distance communications.Since the earth rotates 15 degrees of longitude per hour, the earth’s 360 degrees were divided into 24 zones, each measuring about 15 degrees in width. The 0° longitude line, or meridian, was defined as a line running through the old Greenwich Observatory in Greenwich, England. Time in each of the 12 zones east of Greenwich increases one hour for each zone. Time in each of the 12 zones to the west of Greenwich decreases by one hour. The International Date Line lies at the 180°meridian on the opposite side of the earth from Greenwich and divides the eastern and western time zones. The time difference between each side of the International Date Line is 24 hours. Thus, a traveler heading west across the date line loses one day while a traveler headed east gains a day.The time in any given time zone or country may shift by one hour for certain periods of the year to gain maximum daylight hours and balance these hours from morning to evening. One such system is Daylight Savings Time in the United States.2.International Date LineInternational Date Line, irregular line drawn on the map of the Pacific Ocean, near, and in many places coincident with, the 180th meridian. It marks the place where navigators change their date by one day on a transpacific voyage. East of the line it is one day earlier than to the west.Any traveler circling the globe in a westward direction lengthens the day by 1 hour for every 15° of longitude traveled because the traveler is following the apparent motion of the sun; by the time he or she has traveled completely around the world, the traveler is one full day ahead of the people who have remained at the starting place of the trip. Similarly, going eastward, a traveler arrives a day behind.Close to the 180th meridian, nearly in the middle of the Pacific Ocean, a place chosen because of the virtual absence of land and of civilization in the region, navigators going westward add a day to their calendars (for example, the day after August 6 would be August 8), and navigators going eastward drop a day from their calendars (for example, the day after August 6 would be August 6) to correct for this gain or loss of time. The date line is curved eastward around Siberia, westward around the Aleutian Islands, and eastward around the Fiji Islands and New Zealand; the line is socurved to avoid crossing land.3.GreenwichGreenwich (England), borough of Greater London, southeastern England, on the southern bank of the Thames River. The borough was formed in 1965 with the merging of the former metropolitan boroughs of Greenwich and Woolwich. Among the landmarks of Greenwich is the Royal Naval College (1873), which occupies a late 17th-century building designed by the architect Sir Christopher Wren. In the Tudor period the building's site was occupied by a royal residence. Also in the borough is the National Maritime Museum. Greenwich is famous as the site of the prime meridian, or 0° longitude, which passes through the old Greenwich Observatory. Also here are the clipper ship Cutty Sark and the Gipsy Moth IV, on which Sir Francis Chichester made a solo circumnavigation of the earth. Population (1991) 211,141.4.Greenwich meridianPrime Meridian, the meridian, or line of longitude, that is designated 0°longitude and from which the longitude of all points on the surface of the earth are measured. The meridian passing through the original site of the Greenwich Observatory in Greenwich, England, has been recognized by international agreement since 1884 as the prime meridian. It is sometimes called the Greenwich meridian. See Latitude and Longitude.5. GMTGMT (Greenwich Mean Time), mean solar time at the meridian from which time in other zones is calculated.6. latitude and longitudeLatitude and Longitude, system of geometrical coordinates used in designating the location of places on the surface of the earth. (For the use of these terms in astronomy, see Coord inate System; Ecliptic.) Latitude, which gives the location of a place north or south of the equator, is expressed by angular measurements ranging from 0° at the equator to 90° at the poles. Longitude, the location of a place east or west of a north-south line called the prime meridian, is measured in angles ranging from 0° at the prime meridian to 180° at the International Date Line.5.Cape HornCape Horn (Spanish Cabo de Hornos), promontory in southern Chile, in the Tierra del Fuego archipelago, on Horn Island. It marks the southernmost point of South America and extends into Drake Passage, the Antarctic strait connecting the South Atlantic and South Pacific oceans. The rocky terrain of the cape rises to a height of 424 m (1,391 ft). Storms, strong currents, and icebergs make passage around the cape extremely hazardous. During the time of sailing ships, hundreds of vessels were wrecked while “rounding the horn.” The Dutch navigator Willem Cornelis Schouten, the first to sail around the cape (1616), named it for his birthplace, Hoorn, the Netherlands.6.The Cape of Good HopeThe Cape of Good Hope is a headland on the southwestern coast of South Africa, near the city of Cape Town.7.True or False statements1)It is quite possible to have three Sundays occurring in one week.2)The earth rotates about its axis continually, and the period of a complete rotation is one day.3)There are 24 time belts on the surface of the earth. When it is noon in Beijing, the times in Sydney, New Y ork and Manchester are all different.4)If you travel west, you lose one hour for approximately every thousand miles you go.5)If you travel east, you gain one hour for approximately every thousand miles you go.6)I you travel around the world once, you either lose or gain 24 hours.II. Organization of the text1.part1 （para.1）---The theme is stated clearly. Robert and Kate tried to gain their point directly and they began to steer the conversation.2.part2 （paras.2-7）---It is the first step in the steering of the conversation.3. 2.part3 （paras.8-15）---It is the crucial part of the conversation.4. part4（paras.8-15）---The old man was tricked and the young couple’saim was achieved.III. True or False?1.Kate and the writer invited Kate’s two sailor friends to have an idle ta lk with their uncle.2.Dr.Double L. Dee was not a family doctor of the Rumgudgeon family.3.Captain Smitherton circled the Cape of Good Hope twice.4.The writer’s uncle was an even-tempered old man.5.Sometimes three Sundays do come together in a week.6.Captain Pratt and Captain Smitherton were both perfectly correct in their claims about their Sundays.7.The readers as well as the old man are tricked by their explanation.8.The old man , his daughter and the writer were right in their claims about Sunday.IV. Language pointsPara. 11. under/in the care ofShe left the child in the care of a neighbor.她把小孩留给邻居照看He left the house keys in my care.他们要外出度假两周，所以将家里所有的宠物都留给邻居照料。

新编英语教程第三册第三版B翻译精编版

Unit 1在弗雷德看来，面试进行得很顺利。

五天前他曾向一家小公司申请工作，现在那公司的一名董事正在对他进行面试。

在这之前弗雷德一直在当推销员。

他现在想调工作并不是因为缺钱，而是因为作为一名推销员他几乎没有空闲的时间。

弗雷德在谈话前很担心，生怕头脑发昏说错话，但是很幸运他发现自己同这位董事的共同之处颇多。

显然这位董事很满意。

正当弗雷德在想着自己很可能得到工作时，董事接着问他：“你愿意加班吗?”In Fred’s view, the interview was going very smoothly indeed. Five days before, he had applied for a job at a small business company and now he was being interviewed by one of its directors.Fred had been working as a salesman. He wanted to change his job not because he was short of money, but because as a salesman he could hardly enjoy any leisure at all.Fred had been worried that he might lose his head and say something silly, but fortunately he found that he had a lot in common with the director.It was clear that the director was quite satisfied. Fred was thinking that his chances of landing the job were favourable when the director proceeded to ask, “Do you mind working over time?”Unit 2B.汉译英汤姆一开始同父亲谈话就想直截了当地把自己的意思说出来。

新编英语教程3Unit_3

Contents
Text I: Three Sundays in a Week Text II: The Bermuda Triangle
Oral Work Writing: Narration Exercises and Assignments
Text I Three Sundays in a Week
“Captain Pratt, you must come and spend the evening with us tomorrow,” I said, “— you and Captain Smitherton. You can tell us all about your voyages, and we'll have a game of cards —.”
2. Grasp some new words and expressions to enrich student’s vocabulary;
3. Do some oral work such as pre-reading questions, role play and interaction activities to help to develop the students’ oral communicative abilities;
“Why papa, Captain Pratt went around Cape Horn, and Captain Smitherton doubled the Cape of Good Hope.”
Next
Intensive Study (para 7-8)
“Precisely — the one went east and the other went west, you fool! And they both have gone completely around the world. Now, Dr. Double L. Dee —”

(完整word版)《新编英语教程》第 3 册的课文

②这所学校位于伦敦郊区，距离我住的地方大约[有]十英里。

③当时因为急需用钱，又想做些有意义的事情，于是我就提出了申请。

④但是同时，我又担心，既没有学位又没有教学经验，所以获得这个职位的可能性非常小。

②路很不好走，先坐火车到Croydon车站，再坐十分钟的公交车，最后步行至少0.25英里才到达目的地。

③那可是六月天的上午，天气很热，我非常沮丧，也非常紧张，简直都崩溃了。

《新编英语教程》第三册 Unit 3 PPT

Four tragedies:
1. Hamlet 《哈姆雷特》
2. Othello《奥赛罗》
3. King Lear《李尔王》 4. Macbeth 《麦克白》
Famous saying about love:
Love is a woman with the ears, and if the men will love, but love is to use your eyes.
I. Students to discuss the genre of the text: Narration of biography
II. Students to find the topic sentence of each paragraph:
Par. 1. For historians, the most interesting part of the will was that signature, because it and other signatures are all we have left of the handwriting of the world’s literary genius.
Par. 2. Shakespeare’s birthplace, the little town of Stratford-upon-Avon, in Warwickshire, had made a thriving business out of its moist famous citizen for a long time.
Place of birth: Stratford-on-Avon, Warwickshire in central England

新编英语教程第三版第三册·U2

新编英语教程（第三版）第三册
Unit 2 The Wedding Letter
新编英语教程（第三版）第三册
Unit 2 The Wedding Letter
新编英语教程（第三版）第三册
Unit 2 The Wedding Letter
The Wedding Letter In the bride’s room, sipping champagne with her bridesmaids, Simone could not help but think about all that had gone into getting to today. Her wedding day was going to be the biggest, most lavish event of the social calendar to date. There had been some hiccups, namely her frugal, meek mannered, goodie two shoes, step-mummy, Alice.
新编英语教程（第三版）第三册
Unit 2 The Wedding Letter
Simone was still preening with smugness an hour later when a special delivery arrived. When the guests heard the bloodcurdling scream, the priest rushed to investigate, followed closely by the father of the groom. Inside they found Simone in a heap on the floor screaming and ranting; pulling at her hair; make up tear streaked down her face, uncontrollably sobbing, clutching a single piece of paper.

新编英语教程第三版李观仪Unit课文及译文参考

Unit 1 恰到好处Have you ever watched a clumsy man hammering a nail into a box? He hits it first to one side, then to another, perhaps knocking it over completely, so that in the end he only gets half of it into the wood. A skillful carpenter,on the other hand, will drive the nail with a few firm, deft blows, hitting it each time squarely on the head. So with language; the good craftsman willchoose words that drive home his point firmly and exactly. A word that ismore or less right, a loose phrase, an ambiguous expression, a vague adjective（模糊的形容词）, will not satisfy a writer who aims at clean English. Hewill try always to get the word that is completely right for his purpose.你见过一个笨手笨脚的男人往箱子上钉钉子吗？只见他左敲敲，右敲敲，说不准还会将整个钉子锤翻，结果敲来敲去到头来只敲进了半截。

而娴熟的木匠就不这么干。

他每敲一下都会坚实巧妙地正对着钉头落下去，一钉到底。

语言也是如此。

一位优秀的艺术家谴词造句上力求准确而有力地表达自己的观点。

新编英语教程第三册Unit3

Unit 3TEXT IThree Sundays in a WeekTextRobert, the narrator of the story, was left in the care of his Uncle Rumgudgeon when his parents died. He grew up with Kate, daughter of Uncle Rumgudgeon. Kate had agreed to marry Robert any time he got her father's consent. But the old man would not give his consent until three Sundays came together in a week. Robert was greatly upset.Now it so happened that among Kate's sailor friends were two men who had just traveled around the globe. They had circled it in a year and come back to England. With their help, Kate and I tried to gain our point indirectly. So we invited the pair up to meet my uncle, and after a half hour or so of idle talk, we began to steer the conversation."Well, well, Mr. Rumgudgeon," Captain Pratt started. "Here I am just a year after leaving England —let me see. October 10 —yes, just a year since I called here, you will remember, to bid my friends goodbye. By the way —it does seem a coincidence, really, doesn't it? Captain Smitherton here has also been absent a year exactly — just a year today!" "Why yes, yes, yes," replied my uncle. "Very queer indeed. Both of you gone just a year —very queer indeed. Now, that's what Dr. Double L. Dee would call an extraordinary concurrence of events. Extraordinary! Doctor Doub —""To be sure, papa, it is something strange," Kate interrupted hastily. "But remember that Captain Pratt didn't go by the same route as Captain Smitherton — that makes a difference, you know.""Well," broke in my uncle. "I don't know any such thing! How should I? It only makes the thing even more extraordinary.""Why papa, Captain Pratt went around Cape Horn, and Captain Smitherton doubled the Cape of Good Hope.""Precisely — the one went east and the other went west, you fool! And they both have gone completely around the world. Now, Dr. Double L. Dee —""Captain Pratt, you must come and spend the evening with us tomorrow,"I said, "— you and Captain Smitherton. You can tell us all about your voyages, and we'll have a game of cards —.""Cards? My dear fellow, you forget!" cried Captain Pratt. "Tomorrow will be Sunday, you know. Some other evening!""Sunday?" Kate demanded. "Come, you know Robert's not so bad as that! Todayis Sunday, of course!""To be sure! To be sure!" my uncle added."I must beg both your pardons," Pratt insisted, "but I can't be so much mistaken. I know tomorrow's Sunday, because —"Here Smitherton found his voice at last. He'd been looking at the others as though they were mad. "What are you people thinking about, anyhow? Wasn't yesterday Sunday, I should like to know?"Everyone had an answer for that, but they were different answers. "Today's Sunday!" my uncle roared, purple with anger. "No! No! Tomorrow's Sunday," called Pratt."Why, you are all mad, every one of you! I am as positive that yesterday was Sunday as I am that I'm sitting in this chair."And here Kate ended the quarrel by jumping up, as if she had a new thought. "I see it all! I see it all! It's a judgment on you, papa, about you know what! It's a very simple thing, really. I can explain it in a minute. Here's Captain Smitherton — he says yesterday was Sunday. And so it was. He's right. Bobby and Uncle and I say today is Sunday. And we're right. We're perfectly right. And Captain Pratt is right too, when he says tomorrow is Sunday. —We're all right, because, three Sundays have come together in this week!""Why, of course! said Smitherton after a bit of mock thought. "What fools we two are!""The earth you know, is about 24,000 miles around. And it spins around from west to east in 24 hours. Now if I sail along eastward a thousand miles from this position, I reach London with an hour extra, because I've been traveling right towards the rising sun and meeting it as it rose. In that way, I gain an hour on the clock. I see the sun rise just an hour before you do. And in another thousand miles eastward, I gain another hour in the same way — by meeting the sun before it rises. Thus when I go eastward around the globe, 24,000 miles or so, and reach this spot again, why, I've gone toward the rising sun just 24 hours. That is to say, when I arrive, it is a full day ahead of your time. Understand?""But Dr. Double L. Dee —" my uncle began feebly. Smitherton would not be interrupted."But Captain Pratt, on the contrary, traveled westward. Every thousand miles took him an hour away from the rising sun. Each thousand miles in that direction brought him to a point an hour further from the sun. It takes just an hour for the sun to catch up with him there. So we can say that he has lost an hour. When he has sailed 24,000 miles west, why, he has lost just 24 hours. He has arrived a day after our time." "Now, in that way, yesterday was really Sunday for me, because I gained a day. With you, Mr. Rumgudgeon, who remained here, today is Sunday. Captain Pratt, however, lost a day. Tomorrow will be his Sunday." "And what is even more interesting, Mr. Rumgudgeon, there can be noparticular reason given why the day of any one of us should be more correct than another. We are all perfectly correct in our claims about this Sunday."Uncle Rumgudgeon kept his word, and Robert would have Kate, her inheritance and all.By Edgar Allan Poe (abridged and adapted)TEXT IIThe Bermuda TriangleThere is a section of the Western Atlantic, off the southeast coast of the United States, forming what has been termed a triangle, extending from Bermuda in the north to southern Florida, and then east to a point through the Bahamas past Puerto Rico to about 40°west longitude and then back again to Bermuda. This area occupies a disturbing and almost unbelievable place in the world's catalogue of unexplained mysteries. This is usually referred to as the Bermuda Triangle, where more than a hundred planes and ships have literally vanished into thin air, most of them since 1945, and more than a thousand lives have been lost in the past thirty-three years, without a single body or even a piece of wreckage from the vanishing planes or ships having been found. Disappearance continue to occur with apparently increasing frequency, in spite of the fact that the seaways and airways are today more travelled, searches are more thorough, and records are more carefully kept.Many of the planes concerned have vanished while in normal radio contact with their base or terminal destination until the very moment of their disappearance, while others have radioed the most extraordinary messages, implying that they could not get their instruments to function, that their compasses were spinning, that the sky had turned yellow and hazy (on a clear day), and the ocean (which was calm nearby) "didn't look right" without further clarification of what was wrong.One group of five planes, a flight of Navy TBM Avengers, on a mission from the Fort Lauderdale Naval Air Station, on December 5, 1945, were the object, along with the Martin Mariner sent to rescue them, and which also disappeared, of one of the most intensive groundsea rescue operations ever conducted, although no life rafts, oil slicks, or wreckage was ever located. Other aircraft including passenger planes, have vanished while receiving landing instructions, almost as if, as has been mentioned in Naval Board of Inquiry procedures, they had flown through a hole in the sky. Large and small boats have disappeared without leaving wreckage, as if they and their crews had been snatched into another dimension. Large ships, such as the Marine Sulphur Queen, a 425-foot-long freighter, and the U.S.S. Cyclops, 19,000 tons with 309 people aboard, have simplyvanished while other ships and boats have been found drifting within the Triangle, sometimes with an animal survivor, such as a dog or canary, who could give no indication of what had happened — although in one case a talking parrot vanished along with the crew.Unexplained disappearances in the Bermuda Triangle have continued to the present day and no plane or ship is reported overdue and finally classed as "search discontinued" by the Seventh Coast Guard without the expressed or unexpressed comment or feeling among the public or the searchers that there is some connection with the past and present phenomenon of the Bermuda Triangle. There seems to be growing public awareness that something is very wrong with this area. Recent numerous reports from planes and boats which have had incredible experiences within the Triangle and survived are contributing toward a new folklore of the sea, although the cause of the unexplained menace to planes and ships within this area is as mysterious as ever.From The Bermuda Triangle by Charles Berlitz。

新编英语教程修订版第三册unit3

艾伦·坡（1809——1849）美国作家、文艺评论家。出身演员家庭。提倡“为艺术而艺术”，宣扬唯美主义、神秘主义。受西欧尤其法国资产阶级文学颓废派影响最大。小说有《怪诞故事集》、《黑猫》、《莫格街谋杀案》等。论文有《写作的哲学》、《诗歌原理》。1841年发表的《莫格街谋杀案》是公认为最早的侦探小说。内容写密室凶杀，凶手居然是猩猩。1842年发表的《玛丽·罗杰神秘案件》，纯粹用推理形式破案。其他如《金甲虫》、《你就是杀人凶手》、《被盗窃的信》等五部小说成功创造了五种推理小说模式，（密室杀人、安乐椅上的纯推理侦探、破解密码诡计、侦探即是凶手及心理破案、人的盲点）塑造了业余侦探奥古斯特·杜平这一艺术典型。艾伦·坡被誉为“侦探小说的鼻祖”。其小说风格怪异离奇，充满恐怖气氛。
9 "Cards? My dear fellow, you forget !" cried Captain Pratt.
"Tomorrow will be Sunday, you know. Some other evening!" 10 "Sunday?" Kate demanded. "Come, you know Robert's not so bad as that! Today is Sunday, of course!" 11 ―To be sure! To be sure!‖ my uncle added.
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Text I
Three Sundays in a Week
Robert, the narrator of the story, was left in the care of his Uncle Rumgudgeon when his parents died. He grew up with Kate, daughter of Uncle Rumgudgeon. Kate had agreed to marry Robert any time he got her father's consent. But the old man would not give his consent until three Sundays came together in a week. Robert was greatly upset.

新编英语教程第三版李观仪Unit课文及译文参考

Unit 1 恰到好处Have you ever watched a clumsy man hammering a nail into a box? He hits it first to one side, then to another, perhaps knocking it over completely, so that in the end he only gets half of it into the wood. A skillful carpenter, on the other hand, will drive the nail with a few firm, deft blows, hitting it each time squarely on the head. So with language; the good craftsman will choose words that drive home his point firmly and exactly. A word that is more or less right, a loose phrase, an ambiguous expression, a vague adjective （模糊的形容词）, will not satisfy a writer who aims at clean English. He will try always to get the word that is completely right for his purpose.你见过一个笨手笨脚的男人往箱子上钉钉子吗？只见他左敲敲，右敲敲，说不准还会将整个钉子锤翻，结果敲来敲去到头来只敲进了半截。

而娴熟的木匠就不这么干。

他每敲一下都会坚实巧妙地正对着钉头落下去，一钉到底。

语言也是如此。

一位优秀的艺术家谴词造句上力求准确而有力地表达自己的观点。

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