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Lesson4 Is an Ivy League Diploma Worth It？花钱读常春藤名校值不值？1.如果愿意的话，施瓦茨（Daniel Schwartz）本来是可以去一所常春藤联盟（Ivy League）院校读书的。

他只是认为不值。

2.18 岁的施瓦茨被康奈尔大学（Cornell University）录取了，但他最终却去了纽约市立大学麦考利荣誉学院（City University of New York’s Macaulay Honors College），后者是免费的。

3.施瓦茨说，加上奖学金和贷款的支持，家里原本是可以付得起康奈尔的学费的。

但他想当医生，他觉得医学院是更有价值的一项投资。

私立学校医学院一年的花费动辄就要4 万5 美元。

他说，不值得为了一个本科文凭一年花5 万多美元。

4.助学贷款违约率日益攀升，大量的大学毕业生找不到工作，因此越来越多的学生认定，从一所学费不太贵的学校拿到的学位和从一所精英学校拿到的文凭没什么区别，并且不必背负贷款负担。

5.Robert Pizzo 越来越多的学生选择收费较低的公立大学，或选择住在家里走读以节省住房开支。

美国学生贷款行销协会（Sallie Mae）的一份报告显示，2010 年至2011 学年，家庭年收入10 万美元以上的学生中有近25%选择就读两年制的公立学校，高于上一学年12%的比例。

6.这份报告称，这样的选择意味着，在2010 至2011 学年，各个收入阶层的家庭在大学教育上的花费比上一年少9%，平均支出为21,889 美元，包括现金、贷款、奖学金等。

高收入家庭的大学教育支出降低了18%，平均为25,760 美元。

这份一年一度的报告是在对约1,600 名学生和家长进行问卷调查后完成的。

7.这种做法是有风险的。

顶级大学往往能吸引到那些已经不再去其他学校招聘的公司前来招聘。

在许多招聘者以及研究生院看来，精英学校的文凭还是更有吸引力的。

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The Decline of Neatness 行为标准的蜕化By Norman CousinsAnyone with a passion for hanging labels on people or things should have little difficulty in recognizing that an apt tag for our time is the “Unkempt Generation”. 任何一个喜欢给别人或事物贴标签的人应该不难发现我们这个时代合适的标签是“邋遢的一代”。

I am not referring solely to college kids. The sloppiness virus has spread to all sectors of society," People go to all sorts of trouble and expense to look uncombed, unshaved. unpressed.3 我说这话不仅仅是针对大学生。

邋遢这种病毒已经蔓延到社会各个部分。

人们刻意呈现一幅蓬头散发、边幅不修、衣着不整的形象。

The symbol of the times is blue jeans—not just blue jeans in good condition but jeans that are frayed, torn, discolored. They don't get that way naturally. No one wants blue jeans that are crisply clean or spanking new. 如今时代潮流的象征是穿蓝色牛仔裤--不是完好的牛仔裤，而是打磨过的，撕裂开的，和褪色了的牛仔裤。

正常穿着磨损很难达到上述效果。

没有人喜欢穿干净崭新的牛仔裤。

Manufacturers recognize a big market when they see it, and they compete with one another to offer jeans（that are made to look as though they've just been discarded by clumsy house painters after ten years of wear. ）生产商意识到这将是个潜力巨大的市场，于是展开了激烈地竞争，生产出的牛仔裤好像是笨拙的油漆工人穿了十年之后扔掉的一样。

美英报刊阅读教程Lesson 35 课文

Lesson 35 Spamming the Worldby BY BRAD STONE AND JENNIFER LIN | NEWSWEEKFrom the magazine issue dated Aug 19, 2002In A Popularity Contest, …Bulk E-Mailers‟ Would Rank Just Above Child Pornographers. But The Scourge Of The Internet Is Defending Its Vocation.1. Al Ralsky would like you to have thick, lustrous hair. He also wants to help you buy a cheap car, get a loan regardless of your credit history and earn a six-figure income from the comfort of your home. But according to his critics, Ralsky‟s no t a do-gooder, but a bane of the Internet–a spammer, responsible for deluging e-mail accounts and choking the Internet service providers (ISPs) that administer them. In real life, the 57-year-old father of three lives in a middle-class suburb of Detroit. He started bulk e-mailing seven years ago, when he was flat broke. To buy his first two computer servers, he had to sell his 1994 Toyota Camry. These days Ralsky sends out more than 30 million e-mails a day and raves about the possibilities of marketing on the Internet. “It‟s the most fair playing field in the world,” he says. “It makes you equal with any Fortune 500 company.”2. In a popularity contest among Net users, spammers would probably rank only slightly above child pornographers. Spam–unsolicited messages that make their way to your e-mail inbox with misleading subject lines and dubious propositions (from pyramid schemes to porno come-ons)–accounts for 30 to 50 percent of all e-mail traffic on the Net. Users are fed up, and big ISPs like AOL and Earthlink, increasingly overwhelmed by the excess traffic, are taking some spam operators to court. Meanwhile, vigilante anti-spam organizations like SpamCop are aggressively blacklisting spam operators and publishing their home and family information on the Web. Anti-spam sentiment has even evolved to the point where spammers themselves are feeling like victims, and are defending what they call an honest, legal living. Maryland e-mailer Alan Moore, also known as “Dr. Fat” for his herbal weight-loss pills, says spammers are “helping the economy and adding to the GNP. People need to realize his.”3. Spam operations are often, by necessity, fly-by-night businesses. Bulk e-mailers gather addresses using “spambots” like the $179 Atomic Harvester, a piece of software that scours the Internet 24/7, vacuuming up addresses it encounters on bulletin boards and directories. Spammers often don‟t charge clients anything up front, but will take 40 to 50 percent of the revenue an ad generates (or, with products like insurance, $7 a lead). Since most U.S. ISPs have policies that prohibit sending out spam, the majority of spammers operate by sending their messages to “blind” relays, computers in China, South Korea or Taiwan that redirect the e-mail and make it difficult to trace.4. Recently, life has become more onerous for bulk e-mailers. Companies and ISPs are using new software to identify and stop spam as it comes into the network, before it gets distributed to individual inboxes. (This is why spam subject lines are now misleadingly banal or end in numbers: to trick the software, not you.) And with so many more marketing messages clogging Net accounts, users are increasingly inclined to hit the delete button when they see a piece of spam. One bulk e-mailer says that when she started spamming in 1999, she could send out 100,000 e-mails and get 25 responses. Today, she has to send out a million messages to get the same response (a .0025 percent hit rate).5. While most spammers claim they‟ve made hundreds of thousands–some even say millions–of dollars in past years by taking big cuts of their clients‟ revenue, they‟re tight-lipped about their current income. founder Steve Linford, whose anti-spam agents snoop on the e-mailers‟ private online forums to stay on top of trends in the business, says there‟s good reason: “We know they hardly make anything because they‟re always complaining about it.” Several spam operations are also being threatened by litigation. For example, Al Ralsky has been sued in Virginia state court for allegedly sending millions of messages in mid-2000 that crashed the servers of Verizon Online. (His lawyer denies the charges.) The trial is set for this fall, but the judge in the Ralsky case has already ruled a spammer can be held liable in any state where his messages are received.6. In a world where every niche industry speaks loudly to defend its interests, perhaps it‟s not surprising that spammers are joining forces and trying to fight back. Thirty prolific e-mailers recently banded together in something called the Global E-mail Marketing Association (GEMA). The director, a southern California-based e-mailer who would like to be called “Tara,” says the purpose of GEMA is to regulate the industry and ensure its members abide by certain rules, such as allowing recipients to opt out of any list. She also wants to improve the public‟s perception of spamming. First step: changing the name. “We are …commercial bulk e-mailers‟, not spammers,” she says. “I would appreciate if NEWSWEEK would at least give us the dignity of that.”7. Ronnie Scelson is another spammer showing defiance in the face of distaste for his profession. The 28-year-old father of three from Slidell, La., dropped out of high school in the ninth grade but says he‟s made millions sending o ut 560 million e-mail messages a week, hawking everything from travel deals to lingerie. As a result, he drives a 2001 Corvette, and recently bought a five-bedroom home with a game room and pool. In May, the company Scelson founded, Opt-In Marketing, turned the tables and sued two ISPs and three anti-spam organizations in Civil District Court in New Orleans. The suit alleges that the ISPs, New Jersey-based CoVista and its Denver-based backbone provider Qwest, cut off his Internet access and denied his free-speech rights.8. Scelson draws a distinction between his old profession, spamming, and his new one, bulk e-mailing: he says he currently allows people to take themselves off his lists and uses American ISPs to send e-mail instead of foreign relays. But spam is in the eye of the beholder, and recently one of his high-speed Internet lines was temporarily blocked by his new ISP. Now Scelson wonders aloud if playing by the rules is even worth it and threatens to return to his old ways. “I‟m going back to spamm ing. I don‟t care if I have to relay, work through a proxy or spoof an IP address, I‟ll do it.”9. Anti-spammers practically leak venom when it comes to addressing the bid for dignity made by their rivals. Julian Haight, the founder of SpamCop, says spamme rs deserve “every ounce of the image that they have… The correlation between spamming and rip-off deals is unreal.” Verizon exec Tom Daly says spam is insidious because it shifts the costs and burden of handling massive volumes of mail to the network providers. And Internet users: well, no one is exactly clamoring for more e-mail about get-rich-quick schemes or magical ways to enhance their you-know-what. For spammers (er, commercial bulk e-mailers), the quickest route to respectability may be to find another line of work altogether.Find this article at/id/65418。

英语报刊选读读者文摘原文版INSPIRING STORIES (4)

A Sailor’s SaviorWhen worried mother Marianne Naslund saw her 16-year-old neighbor Andy Livasy was in trouble, she opened up her heart and home to him.The blistering fights that erupted from the house down the street were legendary in Marianne and Kevin Naslund’s neighborhood. “They echoed off the hillside,” says Marianne. “Everyone got to hear the yelling.” During one particularly nasty fight in February 2008, the neighbors’ 16-year-old son, Andy Livasy, was hit by his stepfather. Watching police cars swarm the street, Marianne realized that she had to help Andy beforehe ran away or “became an angry personwho turned to drugs and alcohol” forcomfort.A few days later, she offered Andy a spoton the Naslunds’ living room couch. Overhis parents’ objections, Andy, who knewMarianne’s sons, Nick, then 15, and Jake,then 13, accepted. No one understood whyMarianne, a dynamo who sat on the Sultan city council and coaches the high school cheerleading squad, would take in a troubled teen like Andy.Then a high school sophomore, Andy scowled at the world from beneath a mess of shaggy blond hair and picked fights with Nick and Jake. At the local high school, he either slept through classes or made them a nightmare for teachers.But Marianne saw herself in Andy. She, too, had grown up in an unsettled household, “with a lot of yelling and not a lot of love.” No matter what, she told people, “kids are not disposable.” Surprisingly, her children understood. “Sometimes Andy could be a downright bully to me,” says Jake, “but when I thought about the future Andy would face if we turned him away, I just couldn’t let myself be a part of that.”It wasn’t easy. For Andy, moving in with the Naslunds was like entering a foreign country of chores and consequences and family dinners—after years of eating most meals alone. “I was used to getting screamed at if I ever messed up, so I was kind of waiting for that,” says Andy. But the day he was suspended from high school for fighting, the screaming and epithets never materialized. Instead, Ma rianne calmly asked why he did it, listened to Andy’s explanation, and declared computers and TV off-limits for the duration of the suspension.“Marianne did it so that instead of fearing a punishment, I didn’t want to let her down,” says Andy. “I didn’t get into another fight for the rest of high school.”With his biological family, Andy had yelled himself into regular migraines. With the Naslunds, his headaches disappeared, along with most of his angry meltdowns. After six months, he asked Kevin to cut his hair. Two years later, he volunteered to coach youth soccer. And though few adults expected it from the boy with the grade-F mouth, in 2010 he graduated on time from Sultan’s alternative high school.“If I hadn’t moved in with the Naslunds, I probably would have dropped out,” Andy says.After four years, Marianne calls Andy her third son, and “if someone asks about my family, I say that he’s one of my brothers,” says Jake. Andy has had no contact with his mom and stepdad since moving out, even though they still live in the neighborhood and say they’re pleased with how their son has turned out. And Andy, who recently joined the Navy, at age 19, knows where he’s heading when he comes home on leave.Says Andy, “What were the chances of my living across the st reet from someone who had a similar childhood, like Marianne, who would take me in and explain, ‘You can change your life around’?”How a Rwandan Teen Overcame a Legacy of GenocideFar from home, in a war-torn land, a charity worker met a child who had every reason to hate—and yet taught volumes about love.He works with the energy and intensity, if not the skill, of a mechanic twice his age. He keeps his head down, focusing on his task, talking to himself—threading greased pedals onto one of 120 sturdy b lack bikes we’re here to build and donate to a Rwandan charity so people can ride to work, to school, to a well with clean water. He looks to be the same age as my third-grade twins. We’ve been working together for an hour in a small auditorium in a walled compound outside Kigali. A choir practices somewhere outside, the ethereal music blending with the clouds that descend down the green ravines of thehills that define Rwanda. Although hespeaks no English and I no Kinyarwanda,we use the universal signs of thumbs-ups,head nods, and “no problem.” We work asa team.And we smile. A lot. The kid has a smilelike no other I’ve seen in more than sixyears of working with African relief agencies to build and donate bikes to charitable groups. I’ve seen lots of hard workers. Lots of incredible people. But there’s something about this one that has a hold, quite unexpectedly, of my heart, more so than the other kids working with volunteers around the compound.Maybe because he’s about the same age as my own three children, a world away in an American suburb. Maybe it’s his warmth, laid bare by a complete absence of any artifice. His eyes glow and his teeth sparkle, and my jet lag melts away as this kid, whose name I don’t know and can’t seem to find out, beams with pride and happiness at finally getting the pedals onto the bike. I give him a thumbs-up, and he beams anew. Over the course of this humid morning, we’ll assemble 15 or so bikes, half of what I could do working alone. But I have a new friend.And he likes me. Anytime we stop work so I can explain something to him, he holds my hand. When we stop for tea, he holds my hand again, and I slip him some Skittles. A woman in traditional dress comes over, ignoring me, and speaks to him sharply, then raps his hand. I’m shocked, but parenting methods are different in central Africa than in New Jersey, so I say nothing as he struggles to hold back tears. Then he takes my hand and pulls me back to the bikes. Within two minutes, he’s beaming, and this time, I’m the one trying to hold back tears.At lunch, I tell Jules Shell, the director of Foundation Rwanda, the charity group we’re working with, what a great hustler we have on our hands. I ask again what his name is. She says, “Well, we call him Jean-Paul. But he doesn’t have a real name.”I must look confused. She smiles a little. “I don’t think his mom could bring herself to call him anything at the time.”I don’t get it, but she continues. “How old do you think he is?” she asks.“Nine, maybe ten,” I say.She looks at me with the tired eyes of a relief worker exhausted by explaining the unexplainable. “He’s 16,” she says. I say it can’t be; he’s tiny. “Sixteen. All these kids are. The genocide was in 1994. Do the math.”At the Vietnam Veterans MemorialOn March 26, 1982, Emogene Cupp stood on a grassy site in Washington, D.C. to take part in a historic event: the breaking of ground for the Vietnam Veterans Memorial, the luminescent black wall now inscribed with the names of more than 58,000 Americans who were killed inVietnam or remain missing. One of those names belongs to Cupp’s son, Robert. Today, March 26, 2012, she was back to attend an official ceremonycelebrating the memorial’s 30th anniversary. Carrying theshovel she received at the groundbreaking three decadesago, Cupp, now 92, was there to honor her son, who waskilled in June 1968 and buried on his 21st birthday. “I misshim,” she said.On this glorious spring day, Cupp, along with other familymembers, Vietnam veterans, elected officials and decorated war heroes joined Jan C. Scruggs, founder and president of the Vietnam Veterans Memorial Fund (VVMF), for the commemoration. Speakers, including Brigadier General George B. Price and General Barry McCaffrey, saluted the nation’s servicemen and women, past and present. They lauded the memorial as a place for healing, and applauded the VVMF’s future education center, which will include photos and stories of those who served. Scruggs, who conceived the idea of a memorial and helped raise more than $8 million to bu ild it, told Reader’s Digest, “It’s a great example of three million people who were willing to do what their country asked them to do.” He continued, “These are people who loved their country—and that’s their legacy.”Steve Nelson feels that legacy very personally. Nelson was 19 when he went to serve in Vietnam and Cambodia between April 1969 and October 1970. Eleven men from his unit and his best friend were killed. Among other injuries, Nelson took a bullet in his back and his shoulder. Twenty-five years ago, Nelson spent two nights sleeping in shrubs near the memorial, where he contemplated ending his life. A fellow vet helped save him. Today, he was back to commemorate the wall and the people on it. “I live for these guys, because they didn’t live,” sai d Nelson, now 62, as he pointed to the memorial. “This here makes me feel good.”The Birth of a FamilyDavid Marin was in his early 40s, longing to be a dad.“I’d led an interesting life,” he writes in his new book, “traveled to 11 countries, jumped out of airplanes, graduated from law school, and I’d had three holes in one.” But as a divorced single man, his dream of raising kids eluded him.“At night, I imagined the worst: sittingalone and retired … watching familiesdrive by.” Marin decided to adopt f romfoster care. Although more than 500,000kids are in the foster system in the UnitedStates — one quarter of them available foradoption — the process of winningapproval proved arduous. Marin, who wasvice president of advertising at Pulitzer Newspapers in Santa Maria, California, endured miles of bureaucratic red tape, vetting by two counties, three rounds of fingerprinting, and frustrating delays (a required home-safety class, for instance, was postponed twice). In September 2003, 14 months after he’d first made inquiries about adoption, Social Services called him about three siblings (from the same mother, different fathers —all felons). In December, Marin met the kids. Then came a month of “Family Practice” — weekend and evening visits, with follow-up calls to a social worker.Finally, on February 27, 2004, Marin brought home Craig, two; Adriana, four; and Javier, six, for good. The new family was often met with stares and suspicion (one woman at a restaurant where they were eating called the police, worried that Marin was doing something inappropriate). But the hurdles of this adoption were nothing compared with its joys, says Marin. In this excerpt, he writes about the challenges with his youngest child, Craig, and how, together, he and the kids overcame them.Craig’s life was a cartoon. He was the prey, like Jerry the mouse running away from Tom the cat, or the Road Runner chased by Wile E. Coyote. But two-year-old Craig was neither clever like Jerry nor fast like the Road Runner, so in real life, he probably only whimpered when the predators, his mother and her boyfriends, laid into him. When I first held Craig to smell his baby hair — my dumbbells weighed more than he did — he just held on, waiting for the drop or the throw.Craig didn’t speak; he pointed and grunted. When I told people he didn’t talk, they would ask me his age. After I said he was almost two and a half, they’d turn away. That’s not good, the turning away.He put his clothes on backward and had a hard time keeping up on walks to the Santa Maria river levee, so he rode in the stroller. If we walked for long and his little legs grew tired, I’d hoist him onto my shoulders. He liked heights and a breeze in his face, and when I pushed him in the swing, he wanted to go higher than the clouds, away from it all. He fearlessly climbed the jungle gym, but if a dog came near, he ran toward me until he saw it was a squirrel the dog chased, not him. Nothing was smaller than Craig. He was always looking around; there was danger ahead and behind and, with hawks, above. He could not communicate the truths of his early life, and I had no records or files for him —Social Services didn’t even know his name was Craig; they’d been calling him Chris. He just came along with Javier and Adriana.I worried because he was so frail. During Family Practice, a social worker called me.“Hi, David. Has anyone told you that you have to wake Chris up every night?”“No. His name is Craig.”“Craig? Well, anyway, you have to wake him up every two hours to see if his nose is bleeding. He has bad nosebleeds.”I was game but ill-prepared. One morning I found Craig lying in a pool of blood in his bed. I rushed him to a doctor, who said Craig’s fingernails could be shorter and maybe he was picking his nose. I felt ashamed: It was my job to notice that.To Serve and ProtectHernandez says the real heroes are the doctors, paramedics, and public servants.Daniel Hernandez always knew he wanted to help people. Before he’d even graduated high school, he trained to be a certified nursing assistant and volunteered at a nursing home. A big kid with a gentle, efficient manner, he learned to use needles to draw blood, to lift patients in his strong arms, and to respond swiftly andcalmly to emergencies.He never quite got around to taking theexam to become fully certified, though,because by then he’d decided he wanted towork in public service. He felt inspired bythe good that responsible lawmakers cando, so in his junior year at the Universityof Arizona, he declared a major in politicalscience and began volunteering in political campaigns. One of his heroes was his local congresswoman, Gabrielle Giffords. He’d met Giffords while he was working on Hillary Clinton’spresidential campaign and thought Giffords was not just a trailbla zer but “the kindest, warmest human being you will ever meet in your entire life.”He was elated when he was picked for an internship with her, and he gladly gave up a part-time sales job for the chance to work on her team. So eager was he that he started work four days early. On Saturday morning, January 8, he arrived at La Toscana Village mall north of Tucson and began setting up tables in front of a Safeway store where 30 or so people were gathering to meet Giffords. It was Hernandez’s job to sign people in and guide them into a queue so each could get a photo taken with the congresswoman between an American and an Arizona State flag.At 10:10 a.m., Hernandez heard loud popping sounds. “Gun!” someone yelled. He heard people screaming, saw them falling to the ground. Hernandez was standing 30 feet away from Giffords when she collapsed. In seconds, he was at her side. “When I heard gunfire, I figured there was danger to the congresswoman,” he recalls. “I started toward her.”Everywhere around him was chaos, but Hernandez willed himself to remain calm. “I tried to tune everything out and keep an intense focus. I didn’t want to let my emotions become part of the problem.”Giffords was lying on the sidewalk; blood was streaming down her face from a bullet wound to her head. Gently, Hernandez lifted her into a sitting position against his shoulder so she wouldn’t choke on her blood. Then, with his bare hand, he applied pressure to the wound on her forehead to staunch the flow of blood. She was conscious; he calmed her and told her all would be well. Minutes later, ambulances and paramedics arrived on the scene. Still Hernandez stayed with Giffords, holding her hand and talking. “I just made sure she knew she wasn’t alone,” he says. “When I told her I’d contact [her husband] Mark, she squeezed my hand hard.”Nineteen people fell victim to a deranged man with a deadly weapon that day. Six died. Giffords, though gravely wounded, survived —in no small part because of Hernandez’s quick and selfless actions. Says surgeon Peter Rhee, chief of trauma at University Medical Center in Tucson, where Giffords was taken, Hernandez “was quick to act —he did a heroic thing.”Hernandez never talks about those horrible minutes in a Tucson parking lot without mentioning the people he sees as the real miracle workers: the paramedics and doctors and the public servants who spend their lives helping others —and sometimes give their lives that way. He doesn’t see himself as a hero. The people of Tucson and the nation beg to differ. They’re grateful Daniel Hernandez felt driven to be of service — felt called so strongly, in fact, that he was there at that fateful moment, four days earlier than he was supposed to be. He puts it simply. “Sometimes,” he says, “I wonder if there was a reason for me to be there.”The Memorial Garden MiracleHurricane Irene might have been gentler than expected in some quarters, but in West Hartford, Vermont, it produced a surreal and frightening landscape. The White River jumped its banks and sent waves of contaminated water into nearby homes. Shipping containers, propane tanks, and even entire trucks were spotted washing down the river near Patriots’ Bridge in the middle of the night.Patti and Scott Holmes had a specialconnection to the flood zone. Their son,Marine Lance Cpl. Jeffery Holmes, wasone of three fallen warriors honored on amonument in a memorial garden next to thebridge. Jeffery died on Thanksgiving Day2004 in Fallujah during Operation IraqiFreedom. He was shot in the neck duringan ambush and a rocket-propelled grenade destroyed his legs. Patti took some comfort knowing that her son had perished instantly, serving the military he wanted to join since he was nine years old.The August hurricane spared Patti and Scott’s home. Patti didn’t realize how bad the situation had been at the monument site until one of Jeff’s friends sent a photo the next day. “When I opened it, I just started crying,” she says. All the flowers that volunteers lovingly tended were gone. The granite monument had toppled off its concrete base and was likely ruined. Alone at her desk, Patti wept for the fun-loving blue-eyed son who didn’t live to see his 21st birthday, the boy she still wrote on Christmas and birthdays. Now another piece of him had slipped away.Scott drove to the bridge that night to see exactly what had happened but was forced to turn back. The torrential flooding had destroyed roads, dented railings on the bridge, and propelled a modular home into the middle of a street. Who knows how the angry waters had ravaged the monument? But when Patti and Scott were finally able to get there later in the week, they were greeted with an extraordinary sight. Local residents had returned the monument to its proper place, unharmed. “I didn’t see a scratch, not even on top of it,” Patti marveled in joy and relief.Friends have vowed to help Patti and Scott replant the garden. Come spring, irises, daisies and other flowers in hues of red, white, and blue will surround this community treasure, which is once again standing tall.Merry, Silly ChristmasMy best Christmas was the year we had Ken and Barbie at the top of our tree. We had an angel first, for Christmas Day, but then we had Ken and Barbie. Let me explain. When my daughter was four, I hired a ballet dancer to babysit for a few afternoons a week. Randy was tall and confident, with that dancer’s chest-first carriage, and, though he was only 27, a sure, cheerful bossiness. For four years, he and Halley roamed the city on adventures: to climb the Alice in Wonderland statuein Central Park, to smile at the waddling,pint-sized penguins at the zoo. They hadtheir own world, their own passions: adevotion to ice cream, to Elmo, to Pee-weeHerman.He orchestrated Halley’s birthday partiesto a fare-thee-well: One year he declared aPeter Pan theme, made Halley a TinkerBell outfit with little jingle bells at the hem, and talked my father into making a scary appearance in a big-brimmed pirate hat and a fake hook for a hand. Randy took charge of my grown-up parties, too, dictating what I wore, foraging in thrift shops to find the right rhinestone necklace to go with the dress he’d made me buy.When Halley was eight, Randy left New York to take over a sleepy ballet company in a small city in Colorado. He taught, he choreographed, he coaxed secretaries and computer salesmen intopliéing across the stage.Halley missed him terribly, we all did, but he called her and sent her party dresses, and he came to see us at Christmas when he could. The year Halley was ten, we had a new baby. That same year, Randy was diagnosed with AIDS. He told me over the phone, without an ounce of self-pity, that he had so few T cells left that he’d named them Huey, Dewey, and Louie.It seemed insane for him to travel, insane for him to risk one of us sneezing on him and giving him pneumonia, but he had decided, and that was it. He was as cheerful and bossy as ever. Terribly thin, his cheeks hollow but eyes bright, he took Halley all over the city once again, with baby Julie strapped to his chest in a cloth carrier.“We’ve got to do something about this tree,” he said one day. The tree, with its red ribbon bows, looked fine to me; I was even a little vain about the way every branch shone with ornaments.A few days later, on New Year’s Eve morning, he sum moned our little family. He was wearing the old pirate’s hat, fished out of a costume box and, for hair, curly colored streamers that stuck out of the hat and tumbled down to his shoulders.As we watched — me irritable at first, wondering how much you were supposed to yield to a dying houseguest, even if you loved him like a brother — he stripped the tree. Then he brought out more curly streamers, heaps of them, and tooters and little party-favor plastic champagne bottles. “Now we’ll turn it into a New Year’s tree,” he declared.A New Year’s tree! Of course! We threw the streamers all over the tree, we covered it with the tooters and the tiny champagne bottles. “And now, for the pièce de résistance,” Randy said. Stretching his tall self way up to the top of the tree, he removed its gold papier-mâché angel. Solemnly, carefully, he placed on top Halley’s tuxedoed Ken and her best Barbie, the one in a sparkly ball gown.“Ta da!” he said, and beamed. It was a wonderful tree, happy and goofy and perfect.Randy lived for another year and a half. None of us will ever get over his death, not really. But every Christmastime, I raise a glass to Randy — to his tree, to his bossiness, to the Christmas he taught us that courage is a man in a pirate hat with silly streamers for hair.Sharing the SweetnessOn the 25th of December, my mother expects her children to be present and accounted for, exchanging gifts and eating turkey. When she pulls on that holiday sweater, everybody better get festive. Of course, I would be the first Jones sibling to go rogue. As the middle, artist child, I was going to strike out and do my own thing, make some new traditions. From a biography of Flannery O’Connor, I drew inspiration —I would spend the holiday at an artistcolony!No one took the news very well. From theway my mother carried on, you wouldthink that I was divorcing the family. Still,I held my ground and made plans for mywinter adventure in New Hampshire. TheMacDowell Colony was everything Icould have wished for. About 25 to 30 artists were in attendance, and it was as, well, artsy as I had imagined. It felt like my life had become a quirky independent film.By Christmas Eve, I had been at the colony more than a week. The novelty of snowy New England was wearing off, but I would never admit it. Everyone around me was having too much fun. Sledding and bourbon! Deep conversations by the fireplace! And that guy with the piercings. So cute! What was wrong with me? This was the holiday I’d always dreamed of. No plasticreindeer grazing on the front lawn. No football games on TV. Not a Christmas sweater anywhere in sight. People here didn’t even say “Christmas,” they said “holiday.” Utter sophistication. Then why was I so sad?Finally, I called home on the pay phone in the common room. My dad answered, but I could barely hear him for all the good-time noise in the background. He turned down the volume on the Stevie Wonder holiday album and told me that my mother was out shopping with my brothers. Now it was my turn to sulk. They were having a fine Christmas without me.Despite a massive blizzard, a large package showed up near my door at the artist colony on Christmas morning. Tayari Jones was written in my mother’s beautiful handwriting. I pounced on that parcel like I was five years old. Inside was a gorgeous red-velvet cake, my favorite, swaddled in about 50 yards of bubble wrap. Merry Christmas, read the simple card inside. We love you very much.As I sliced the cake, everyone gathered around — the young and the old, the cynical and the earnest. Mother had sent a genuine homemade gift, not trendy or ironic. It was a minor Christmas miracle that one cake managed to feed so many. We ate it from paper towels with our bare hands, satisfying a hunger we didn’t know we had.Some Assembly RequiredMy five-year-old daughter knew exactly what she wanted for Christmas of 1977, and told me so. Yes, she still would like the pink-and-green plastic umbrella with a clear top she’d been talking about. Great to observe patterns of rain spatters. Books, long flannel nightgown, fuzzy slippers —fine. But really, there was only one thing that mattered: a Barbie Townhouse, with all the accessories.This was a surprise. Rebecca was not aBarbie girl, preferred stuffed animals todolls, and wasn’t drawn to play in astructured environment. Always a make-up-the-rules, design-your-own-world,do-it-my-way kid. Maybe, I thought, thepoint wasn’t Barbie but house, adomicile she could claim for herself,since we’d already moved five times during her brief life.Next day, I stopped at the mall. The huge Barbie Townhouse box was festooned with exclamations: “3 Floors of High-Styled Fun! Elevator Ca n Stop on All Floors!” Some Assembly Required.Uh-oh. My track record for assembling things was miserable. Brooklyn-born, I was raised in apartment buildings in a family that didn’t build things. A few years earlier, I’d spent one week assembling a six-foot-tall jungle gym from a kit containing so many parts, I spent the first four hours sorting and weeping and the last two hours trying to figure out why there were so many leftover pieces. The day after I finished building it, as if to remind me of my limitations, a tornado touched down close enough to scatter the jungle gym across an acre of field.I assembled the Barbie Townhouse on Christmas Eve. Making it level, keeping the columns from looking like they’d melted and been refrozen, and getting that eleva tor to work were almost more than I could manage. And building it in curse-free silence so my daughter would continue sleeping — if, in fact, she was sleeping — added a layer of challenge. By dawn I was done.Shortly thereafter, my daughter walked into the living room, stuffed bear tucked under her arm, feigning shock and looking as tired as I did. Her surprise may have been sham, but her delight was utterly genuine and moves me to this day, 34 years later. Rebecca had spurred me to do something I didn’t th ink I could do. It was for her, and — like so much of the privilege of being her father —it brought me further outside myself and let me overcome doubts about my capacities.Now that I think about it, there probably was real surprise in her first glimpse of her Barbie Townhouse. Not, perhaps, at the gift itself but that it had been built and remained standing in the morning light. Or maybe it was simpler than that: Maybe she was surprised because she’d planned on building the thing herself.All I’m Asking ForI must have been about nine years old, too dignified to sit on Santa’s lap at the Mason’s department store in Anniston, Alabama, but still young enough to ask — please, please, please —for a G.I. Joe. “You’re too old to play withdolls,” my brother Sam hissed at me. Samnever was a child. My kin liked to say theday he was born, he dusted himself off inthe delivery room and walked home.“G.I. Joe ain’t no doll,” I hissed back, myface red.“Is,” Sam said.。

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If you ask the question "how and why" things happen, then you probably like reading feature stories in newspapers and magazines. What is a feature story? A feature takes an in-depth look at what’s going on behind the news.
It gets into the lives of people. It tries to explain why and how a trend developed. Unlike news, a feature does not have to be tied to a current event or a breaking story. But it can grow out of something that’s reported in the news.

UNICEF estimates that about 1.2 million women and children are trafficked annually. The majority of them are trafficked out of Asia and Eastern Europe, especially the republics of the former Soviet Union. UN officials say that governments who signed onto the global antichild trafficking drive in Japan in 2001 must urgently tackle the root causes of the human slave trade, such as povery and inequality.

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英语报刊选读读者⽂摘原⽂版INSPIRINGSTORIES（3）Father TimeI lost my dad last year.Sure, lots of memorable stuff happened to me in 2011. My daughters started first grade. I read and will never forget Unbroken.I did a pull-up for the first time!But Dad’s passing? That defines last year for me. It signals a shiftin all the many things uniquely us: Michigan football. ClevelandStadium mustard. Knowing how to parallel park, change a tire, andbalance a checkbook the “right way.” Handwritten letters on hisLudlow Antiques stationery to his homesick firstborn at U of M. An appreciation for Neil Diamond (shhh). And, did I mention, Michigan football?“Good job on the Today show, honey,” he’d say. “Very informative. Was that a new blouse?” I came to realize the expanse of the void when, late last fall, I got this job — the job of being the editor-in-chief of your Reader’s Digest, the most trusted magazine in America. I was humbled by the opportunity. Incredulous, really. I texted friends, war-dialed my sister. But first I told Mom, who said the one thing I needed to hear: “I wish your father were here. He would be so proud, honey.”That’s my intent, as I shepherd Reader’s Digest and its website, books, and apps through the coming years. I hope to do him — and you — proud. Oh , and I’ll try to keep the Michigan football stuff to a minimum. Though Tom Brady? Michigan. I’m just sayin g ’.The Titanic Coat: One Family’s LegendIn an inspiring follow-up to the Titanic story, Reader's Digest national affairs editor David Noonan tells of a family heirloom that survived the fatal tragedy on April 15, 1912.My great uncle Denis O’Brien boarded the Titanic as a third -class passenger at Queenstown, Ireland. He was 21, a jockey from County Cork who wasoffered a job riding horses for an American family. Hisolder brother Michael, my grandfather, who had made hisown trip across the Atlantic a few years earlier, waswaiting for him in New York. In one version of thestory —different family members recall hearing differentINSPIRING STORIES 3details over the years—Michael sent Denis a proper overcoat so he wouldn’t look too poor when he came through Ellis Island. That may or may not be true. What we know for sure is that Denis didn’t make it, though his overcoat did.As the ship was sinking, Denis, who is sometim es listed as Timothy O’Brien in Titanic passenger records, wrote a note to Michael. He gave the note and his overcoat to a woman in a lifeboat and asked her to see that his brother got them. She did.A photo of my grandfather wearing what we have always ca lled “the Titanic coat” holds a special place in the family archives. In the picture, he looks small and dapper and not poor at all.No one knows what the note said—that part of the story got lost over the course of the past hundred years—and I often wonder what few words Denis chose that night. I also wonder what he was thinking later, as he stood on that tilting deck with no coat and faced the end of his too-short life in that cold ocean, beneath those cold stars.The Night I Met EinsteinWhen I was a very young man, just beginning to make my way, I was invited to dine at the home of a distinguished New York philanthropist. After dinner, our hostess led us to an enormous drawing room. Other guests were pouring in, and my eyes beheld two unnerving sights: Servants were arranging small gilt chairs in long, neat rows; and up front, leaning against the wall, weremusical instruments.Apparently I was in for an evening of chamber music.I use the phrase “in for” because music meant nothing to me.I am almost tone deaf—only with great effort can I carry thesimplest tune, and serious music was to me no more than anarrangement of noises. So I did what I always did whentrapped: I sat down, and when the music started, I fixed my face in what I hoped was an expression of intelligent appreciation, closed my ears from the inside, and submerged myself in my own completely irrelevant thoughts.After a while, becoming aware that the people around me were applauding, I concluded it was safe to unplug my ears. At once I heard a gentle but surprisingly penetrating voice on my right: “You are fond of Bach?”I knew as much about Bach as I know about nuclear fission. But I did know one of the most famous faces in the world, with the renowned shock of untidy white hair and the ever-present pipe between the teeth. I was sitting next to Albert Einstein.“Well,” I said uncomfortably and hesitated. I had been asked a casual question. All I had to do was be equally casual in my reply. But I could see from the look in my neighbor’s e xtraordinary eyes that their owner was not merely going through theperfunctory duties of elementary politeness. Regardless of what value I placed on my part in the verbal exchange, to this man his part in it mattered very much. Above all, I could feel that this was a man to whom you did not tell a lie, however small.“I don’t know anything about Bach,” I said awkwardly. “I’ve never heard any of his music.”A look of perplexed astonishment washed across Einstein’s mobile face.“You have never heard Bach?”H e made it sound as though I had said I’d never taken a bath.“It isn’t that I don’t want to like Bach,” I replied hastily. “It’s just that I’m tone deaf, or almost tone deaf, and I’ve never really heard anybody’s music.”A look of concern came into the old man’s face. “Please,” he said abruptly. “You will come with me?”He stood up and took my arm. I stood up. As he led me across that crowded room, I kept my embarrassed glance fixed on the carpet. A rising murmur of puzzled speculation followed us out into the hall. Einstein paid no attention to it.Resolutely, he led me upstairs. He obviously knew the house well. On the floor above, he opened the door into a book-lined study, drew me in, and shut the door.“Now,” he said with a small, troubled smile. “You will tell me, please, how long you have felt this way about music?”“All my life,” I said, feeling awful. “I wish you would go back downstairs and listen, Dr. Einstein. The fact that I don’t enjoy it doesn’t matter.”Einstein shook his head and scowled, as though I had introduced an irrelevance.“Tell me, please,” he said. “Is there any kind of music that you do like?”“Well,” I answered, “I like songs that have words, and the kind of music where I can follow the tune.”He smiled and nodded, obviously pleas ed. “You can give me an example, perhaps?”“Well,” I ventured, “almost anything by Bing Crosby.”He nodded again, briskly. “Good!”He went to a corner of the room, opened a phonograph, and started pulling out records. I watched him uneasily. At last, he be amed. “Ah!” he said.。

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【Lesson 1 Good News about Racial ProgressThe remaining divisions in American society shouldnot blind us to a half-century of dramatic changeBy Abigail and Stephan ThernstromIn the Perrywood community of Upper Marlboro, Md.1, near Washington, D.C., homes cost between $160,000 and $400,000. The lawns are green and the amenities appealing—including a basketball court.Low-income teen-agers from Washington started coming there. The teens were black, and they were not welcomed. The homeowners’ association hired off-duty police as security, and they would ask the ballplayers whether they “belonged” in the area. The association’ s newsletter noted the “eyesore” at the basketball court.But the story has a surprising twist: many of the homeowners were black t oo. “We started having problems with the young men, and unfortunately they are our people,” one resident told a re porter from the Washington Post. “But what can you do?”The homeowners didn’t care about the race of the basketball players. They were outsiders—in truders. As another resident remarked, “People who don’t live here might not care about things the way we do. Seeing all the new houses going up, someone might be tempted.”It’s a t elling story. Lots of Americans think that almost all blacks live in inner cities. Not true. Today many blacks own homes in suburban neighborhoods—not just around Washington, but outside Atlanta, Denver and other cities as well.That’s not the only common misconception Americans have ab out race. For some of the misinformation, the media are to blame. A reporter in The Wall Street Journal, for instance, writes that the economic gap between whites and blacks has widened. He offers no evidence. The picture drawn of racial relations is even bleaker. In one poll, for instance, 85 percent of blacks, but only 34 percent of whites, agreed with the verdict in the O.J. Simpson murder trial. That racially divided response made headline news. Blacks and whites, media accounts would have us believe, are still separate and hostile. Division is a constant theme, racism another.To be sure, racism has not disappeared, and race relations could —and probably will —improve. But the serious inequality that remains is less a function of racism than of the racial gap in levels of educational attainment, single parenthood and crime. The bad news has been exaggerated, and the good news neglected. Consider these three trends:A black middle class has arrived. Andrew Young recalls the day he was mistaken for a valet at the Waldorf-Astoria Hotel in New York City. It was an infuriating case of mistaken identity for a man who was then U.S. ambassador to the United Nations.But it wasn’t so long ago that most blacks were servants—or their equivalent. On the eve ofWorld War II, a trivial five percent of black men were engaged in white-collar work of any kind, and six out of ten African-American women were employed as domestics.In 1940 there were only 1,000 practicing African-American lawyers; by 1995 there were over 32,000, about four percent of all attorneys.Today almost three-quarters of African-American families have incomes above the government poverty line. Many are in the middle class, according to one useful index—earning double the government poverty level; in 1995 this was $30,910 for a two-parent family with two children and $40,728 for a two-parent family with four children. Only one black family in 100 enjoyed a middle-class income in 1940; by 1995 it was 49 in 100. And more than 40 percent of black households also own their homes. That’ s a huge change.The typical white family still earns a lot more than the black family because it is more likely to collect two paychecks. But if we look only at married couples—much of the middle class—the white-black income gap shrinks to 13 percent. Much of that gap can be explained by the smaller percentage of blacks with college degrees, which boost wages, and the greater concentration of blacks in the South, where wages tend to be lower.Blacks are moving to the suburbs. Following the urban riots of the mid-1960s, the presidential Kerner Commission14 concluded that the nation’ s future was menaced by “accelerating segregation”—black central cities and whites outside the core. That segregation might well blow the country apart, it said.It’ s true that whites have continued to leave inner cities for the suburbs, but so, too, have blacks. The number of black suburban dwellers in the last generation has almost tripled to 10.6 million. In 1970 metropolitan Atlanta, for example, 27 percent of blacks lived in the suburbs with 85 percent of whites. By 1990, 64 percent of blacks and 94 percent of whites resided there.This is not phony integration, with blacks moving from one all-black neighborhood into another. Most of the movement has brought African-Americans into neighborhoods much less black15 than those they left behind, thus increasing integration. By 1994 six in ten whites reported that they lived in neighborhoods with blacks.Residential patterns do remain closely connected to race. However, neighborhoods have become more racially mixed, and residential segregation has been decreasing.Bigotry has declined. Before World Was ft, Gunnar Myrdal16 roamed the South researching An American Dilemma, the now-classic book that documented17 the chasm betwe en the nation’s ideals and its racial practices, hi one small Southern city, he kept asking whites how he could find “Mr. Jim Smith,” an African-American who was principal of a black high school. No one seemed to know who he was. After he finally found Smith, Myrdal was told that he should have just asked for “Jim.” That’ s how great was white aversion to dignifying African-Americans with “Mr.” Or “Mrs.”Bigotry was not just a Southern problem. A national survey in the 1940s asked whether “Ne-groes shoul d have as good a chance as white people to get any kind of job.” A majority of whites said that “white people should have the first chance at any kind of job.”19. Such a question would not even be asked today. Except for a lunatic fringe18, no whites would sign on to such a notion.1920. In 1964 less than one in five whites reported having a black friend. By 1989 more than two out of three did. And more than eight often African -Americans had a white friend.21. What about the last taboo?20 In 1963 ten percent of whites approved of black-white dating; by 1994 it was 65 percent. Interracial marriages? Four percent of whites said it was okay in 1958; by 1994 the figure had climbed more than elevenfold, to 45 percent. These surveys measure opinion, but behavior has also changed. In 1963 less than one percent of marriages by African- Americans were racially mixed. By 1993, 12 percent were.22. Today black Americans can climb the ladder to the top.21 Ann M. Fudge is already there; she’s in charge of manufacturing, promotion and sales at the $2.7-billion Maxwell House Coffee and Post Cereals divisions of Kraft Foods.22 So are Kenneth Chenault, president and chief operating officer at American Express23 and Richard D. Parsons, president of Time Warner, Inc.24 After the 1988 Demo-cratic Convention25, the Rev. Jesse Jackson26 talked about his chances of making it to the White House. “I may not get there,” he said “But it is possible for our children to get there now.”23. Even that seems too pessimistic. Consider how things have improved since Colin and Alma Powell27 packed their belongings into a V olkswagen28 and left Fort Devens, Mass., for Fort Bragg, N. C. “I remember passing Woodbridgc, Va.,” General Powell wrote in his autobiogra phy, “and not finding even a gas-station bathroom that we were allowed to use.” That was in 1962. In 1996 reliable polls suggest he could have been elected President.24. Progress over the last half-century has been dramatic. As Corctta Scott King wrote not long ago, the ideals for which her husband Martin Luther King Jr. died, have become “deeply embedded in the very fabric of America29.”From Reader’s Digest, March, 1998V. Analysis of Content1. According to the author, ___________A. racism has disappeared in AmericaB. little progress has been made in race relationsC. media reports have exaggerated the racial gapD. media accounts have made people believe that the gap between blacks and whites has become narrower2. What the Kerner Commi ssion meant by “accelerating segregation” was that __________A. more and more whites and blacks were forced to live and work separatelyB. more and more blacks lived in the central cities, and whites outside the coreC. more and more whites lived in the central cities, and blacks outside the coreD. nowadays more and more blacks begin to live in the suburbs3. The last taboo in the article is about ____________.A. political status of America’s minority peopleB. economic status of America’ s minori ty peopleC. racial integrationD. interracial marriages4. Gunnar Myrdal kept asking whites how he could find “Mr. Jim Smith,” but no one seemed to know who he was, because _____________.A. there was not such a person called Jim SmithB. Jim Smith was not famousC. the whites didn ‘t know Jim SmithD. the white people considered that a black man did not deserve the title of “Mr.”5. In the author’s opinion, _A. few black Americans can climb the ladder to the topB. Jesse Jackson’ s words in th is article seemed too pessimisticC. Colin Powell could never have been elected PresidentD. blacks can never become America’ s PresidentVI. Questions on the Article1. Why were those low-income teen-agers who came to the Perrywood community consid-ered to be “the eyesore”?2. What is the surprising twist of the story?3. According to this article, what has caused much of the white-black income gap?4. Why did the presidential Kerner Commission conclude that the nation’ s future was menaced by “accelerating segregation”?5. Why wouldn’t questions as “Should negroes have as good a chance as white people to get any kind of job?” be asked today?Topics for Discussion1. Can you tell briefly the dramatic progress in the status of America’ s minority p eople over the last half-century?2. Do you think the article is unbiased? What do you think of the author s view on the African-Americans?1. amenity: n. A. The quality of being pleasant or attractive; agreeableness. 怡人：使人愉快或吸引人的性质；使人愉快 B. A feature that increases attractiveness or value, especially of a piece of real estate or a geographic location.生活福利设施；便利设施：能够增加吸引力或价值的事物，特别是不动产或地理位置⊙ We enjoy all the -ties of home life. 我们享受家庭生活的一切乐趣。

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英美报刊选读_课文word整合版Unit2 Gender IssuesMen turn to jobs women usually do 1.HOUSTON - Over the last decade, Americanmen of all backgrounds have begun flocking to fields such as teaching, nursing and waiting tables that have long been the province of women.2."The way I look at it is that anything, basically,that a woman can do, a guy can do," said Miguel Alquicira, who graduated from high school when construction and manufacturing jobs were scarce and became a dental assistant.3.The trend began well before the crash,andappears to be driven by a variety of factors, including financial concerns, quality-of-life issues and a gradual erosion ofg ender stereotypes.4.In interviews, about two dozen men played downthe economic considerations, saying that the stigma associated with choosing such jobs had faded, and that the jobs were appealing not just because they offered stable employment, but because they were more satisfying.5."I.T. is just killing viruses and clearing paperjams all day," said Scott Kearney, 43, who tried information technology and other fields before becoming a nurse in the pediatric intensive care unit at Children's Memorial Hermann Hospital in Houston.6.An analysis of United States census data by TheNew York Times shows that from 2000 to 2010, occupations that are more than 70 percent female accounted for almost a third of all job growth for men, double the share of the previousdecade. 7.That does not mean that men are displacing women - those same jobs accounted for almost two-thirds of women's job growth. But in Texas, for example, the number of men who are registered nurses nearly doubled in that time period.8.The shift includes low-wage jobs as well.Nationally, two-thirds more men were bank tellers, almost twice as many were receptionists and two-thirds more were waiting tables in 2010 than a decade earlier.9.Even more striking is the type of men who aremaking the shift. From 1970 to 1990, according to a study by Mary Gatta, senior scholar at Wider Opportunities for Women, an organization based in Washington, D.C., and Patricia A. Roos, a sociologist at Rutgers University in New Jersey, men who took so-called pink-collar jobs tended to be foreign-born, non-English speakers with low education levels.10.Now, though, the trend has spread among men ofnearly all races and ages, more than a third of whom have a college degree. In fact, the shift is most pronounced among young, white, college-educated men like Charles Reed, a sixth-grade math teacher at Patrick Henry Middle School in Houston.11.Mr. Reed, 25, intended to go to law school after atwo-year stint with Teach for America, a national teacher corps of recent college graduates who spend two years helping under-resourced urban and rural public schools. But Mr. Reed fell in love with teaching. He says the recession had little to do with it, though he believes that, by limiting prospects for new law school graduates, it made his father, a lawyer, more accepting.12.To the extent that the shift to "women's work"has been accelerated by recession, the change may reversewhen the economy recovers. "Are boys today saying, 'I want to grow up and be a nurse?'" asked Heather Boushey, senior economist at the Center for American Progress."Or are they saying, 'I want a job that's stable and recession-proof?'"13.Daniel Wilden, a 26-year-old Army veteran andnursing student, said he had gained respect for nursing when he saw a female medic use a Leatherman tool to save the life of his comrade."She was a beast," he said admiringly.14.More than a few men said their new jobs werefar harder than they imagined. But these men can expect success. Men earn more than women even in female-dominated jobs. And white men in particular who enter those fields easily move up to supervisory positions, a phenomenon known as the glass escalator, said Adia Harvey Wingfield, a sociologist at Georgia State University.15."I hated my job every single day of my life," saidJohn Cook, 55, who got a modest inheritance that let him drop a $150,000-a-year database consultant's job to enter nursing school. 16.His starting salary will be two thirds lower, but database consulting does not typically earn hugs like the one Mr. Cook received from a girl after he took care of her premature baby sister. "It's like, people get paid for doing this kind of stuff?"Mr. Cook said, tears coming to his eyes as he recounted the episode.17.Several men cited the same reasons for seekingout pink-collar work that have drawn women to such careers: less stress and more time at home.At John G. Osborne Elementary School, Adrian Ortiz, 42,joked that he was one of the few Mexicans who made more in his native country, where he was a hard-working lawyer, than he did in the United States as a kindergarten teacher in a bilingual classroom. "Now," he said, "my priorities are family, 100 percent."18.Betsey Stevenson, a labor economist at theUniversity of Pennsylvania, said she was not surprised that changing gender roles at home, where studies show men are shouldering more of the domestic burden, are showing up in career choices. "We tend to study these patterns of what's going on in the family and what's going on in the workplace as separate, but they're very much intertwined," she said. "So as attitudes in the family change, attitudes toward the workplace have changed."19.In a classroom at Houston Community College,Dexter Rodriguez, 35, said his job in tech support had not been threatened by the tough economy. Nonetheless, he said, his family downsized the house, traded the new cars for used ones and began to live off savings, all so Mr.Rodriguez could train for a career he regarded as more exciting.20."I put myself into the recession," he said,"because I wanted to go to nursing school."Unit3 E-CommerceThe Post-Cash Economy1.In London, travelers can buy train tickets withtheir phones - and hold up the phones for the conductor to see. And in Starbucks coffee shops in the United States, customers can wave their phones in front of the cash register and pay for their soy chai lattes.2.Money is not what it used to be, thanks to theInternet. And the pocketbook may soon be destined for the dustbin of history - at least if some technology companies get their way.3.The cellphone increasingly contains theessentials of what we need to make transactions."Identification, payment and personal items," as Hal Varian, the chief economist at Google, pointed out in a new survey conducted by the Pew Research Center in Washington, D.C. "All this will easily fit in your mobile device and will inevitably do so."4.The phone holds and records plenty more vitalinformation: It keeps track of where you are, what you like and who your peers are. That data can all be leveraged to sell you things you never knew you needed.5.The survey, released last month by the PewResearch Center's Internet and American Life Project along with Elon University's Imagining the Internet Center in North Carolina, asked justover 1,000 technologists and social scientists to opine on the future of the wallet in 2020. Nearly two-thirds agreed that "cash and credit cards will have mostly disappeared" and been replaced with "smart" devices able to carry out a transaction.But a third of the survey respondents countered that consumers would fear for the security of transactions over a mobile device and worry about surrendering so much data about their purchasing habits.6.Sometimes, those with fewer options are theones to embrace change the fastest. In Kenya, a service called M-Pesa (pesa is money in Swahili) acts like a banking system for those who may not have a bank account. With a rudimentary cellphone, M-Pesa users can send and receivemoney through a network of money agents, including cellphone shops. And in India, several phone carriers allow their customers to pay utility bills and transfer small amounts of money over their cellphones.7.Several technology companies, big and small,are busy trying to make it easier for us to buy and sell all kinds of things without our wallets. A start-up,WePay, describes itself as a service that allows the smallest merchant - say, a dog walker - to get paid; the company verifies the reputations of payers and sellers by analyzing, among other things, their Facebook accounts. 8. A British start-up, called Blockchain, offers afree iPhone application allowing customers to use a crypto-currency called bitcoins, which users can mint on their computers.9. A company called Square began by offering asmall accessory to enable food cart vendors and other small merchants to accept credit cards on phones and iPads. Square's latest invention allows customers to register an account with Square merchants and pay simply by saying their names. The customer's picture pops up on the merchant's iPad.10.Google Wallet has been designed to sit in yourphone, be linked to your credit card, and let you pay by tapping your phone on a reader, using what is known as near field technology.But Google Wallet works on only four kinds of phones, and not many merchants are equipped for near field technology.11.Meanwhile, PayPal, which allows people tomake payments over the Internet, has quietly begun to persuade its users to turn to their cellphones. PayPal posted about $118 billion in total transactions last year and became thefastest-growing segment of eBay, its parent company.12."The physical wallet, which had no innovationin the last 50 years, will become an artifact,"John J. Donahoe, the chief executive of eBay, told me recently. The wallet would move into the cloud, and ideally, from his perspective, into PayPal. No more would the consumer worry about losing a wallet. Everything, he declared, would be contained within PayPal. It would also enable the company to collect vast amounts of data about customer habits, purchases and budgets.13.Mr. Donahoe said he wanted his company to become "a mall in your pocket."14.I recently described PayPal's plans to AlessandroAcquisti, an economist who studies digital privacy at Carnegie Mellon University in Pittsburgh. Mr. Acquisti smiled. If today all you need to do is enter your phone number and PIN when you visit a store, perhaps tomorrow, he said, that store will be able to detect your phone by its unique identifier. Perhaps, you won't have to shop at all. Your shopping data would be instead collected, analyzed and used to tell you exactly what you need: a motorcycle from Ducati or purple rain boots in the next size for your growing child. Money will be seamlessly taken from your account. A delivery will arrive at your doorstep. "In the future, maybe you won't have to pay," Mr. Acquisti offered, only half in jest."The transaction will be made for you."Unit4Cultural ExchangeAsia’s Endangered Species: the Expat1.Forget expats. Western companies doingbusiness in Asia are now looking to locals to fill the most important jobs in the region.2.Behind the switch, experts say, are severalfactors, including a leveled playing field in which Western companies must approach newly empowered Asian companies and consumers as equals and clients—not just manufacturing partners./doc/2216449449.html,panies now want executives who can securedeals with local businesses and governments without the aid of a translator, and who understand that sitting through a three-hour dinner banquet is often a key part of the negotiating process in Asia, experts say.4.In fact, three out of four senior executives hiredin Asia by multinationals were Asian natives already living in the region, according to a Spencer Stuart analysis of 1,500 placements made from 2005 to 2010. Just 6% were noncitizens from outside of Asia.5."It's a strategic necessity to be integrated in theculture. Otherwise, the time to learn all of it takes forever," said Arie Y. Lewin, a professor of strategy and international business at Duke University's Fuqua School of Business. He adds that locals may better navigate a business culture where copycats and competitors often play bydifferent rules.6.What's more, a failed expatriate hire can be acostly mistake and slow a firm's progress in the region, said Phil Johnston, a managing director at recruiter Spencer Stuart.7.To help companies fill Asia-based executiveroles, at least two search firms—Spencer Stuart and Korn/Ferry International—say they have begun classifying executives in four broad categories: Asia natives steeped in localculture but educated in the U.S. or Europe; the foreigner who has lived or worked in Asia for a long time;a person of Asian descent who was born orraised in a Western country but has had little exposure to Asia; and the local Asian executive who has no Western experience.8.For companies seeking local expertise, bothfirms said the first category is by far the mostsought-after. But Mr. Johnston said those candidates are difficult to find and retain, and they can command salaries of $750,000 to $1 million—on par with, and sometimes more than, their expat counterparts.9.German conglomerate Siemens AG in 2010hired Mei-Wei Cheng, a China-born Cornell University graduate, to head its Chinese operations—a role previously held by European executives.10.While Siemens's European executives had madeinroads with Chinese consumers—building sales in the region to nearly one-tenth of global revenue—the firm realized it needed someone who could quickly tap local business partners.11.After an extensive search, Siemens hired Mr.Cheng, formerly CEO at the Chinese subsidiaries of Ford Motor Co. and General Electric Co. GE12.The decision to hire locally seems to have paidoff for Siemens: In his first 18 months on the job, Mr. Cheng forged two wind-power jointventures with Shanghai Electric Group Co.13.Mr. Cheng communicates easily with localofficials, a major advantage when it comes to selling energy technology to individual cities, says Brigitte Ederer, head ofhuman resources for Siemens and a member of the company's managing board. Many local officials don't speak English.14.Bob Damon, president of recruiter Korn/FerryInternational's North American operations, said the current talent pool for executive roles is so limited that most top Asian executives simply rotate from one Western company to another, as Mr. Cheng did.15.Other companies are adding to the demand bycreating new positions in Asia.Campbell Soup Co. CPB last week announced the appointmentof Daniel Saw as its first-ever president of Asia operations, while Canadian conglomerate Bombardier Inc. BBD.B.T hired Albert Li to filla new role overseeing its aerospace business inChina. Both executives were born in Asia and have worked as regional managers for Western multinationals.16.Meanwhile, younger Chinese professionals arepositioning themselves to meet the need for executive talent in the years to come. Nearly four in 10 American M.B.A. programs say China was their fastest-growing source of foreign applicants last year, according to the Graduate Management Admission Council, which administers the Graduate Management Admission Test.17.Foreigners with no Asia experience, on the otherhand, need not apply, recruiters said. Spencer Stuart's Mr. Johnston said he occasionally receives inquiries from Western middle managers, proclaiming that they are finally ready to make a career move to the region. He advises them that "there is nothing about their experience that is interesting or relevant to Asia."18.In hubs like Singapore and Hong Kong, expatsreceive as much as $200,000 a year in subsidies for housing, transportation and private schooling, Mr. Johnston said. Payments to offset taxes for these benefits add up to another $100,000.Altogether, a bad match can cost a company as much as $1 million, after figuring in relocation costs, he said.19.Monster Worldwide Inc. Chief Executive SalIannuzzi said the company has been hiring locally for several years, in part because he found deploying expatriates cost too much. "Ittakes them six months to figure out how to take a ferry, they're there for 12 months, and then they spend the next six months figuring out how to get home," he said.20.Like some other companies, Monster now tracksits own workers to ensure a pipeline of talent. 21.The online job-search company's current head ofChina operations, Edward Lo, a former fraternity brother of Mr. Iannuzzi, understands the local scene, is well connected in China and knows how to recruit, Mr. Iannuzzi said.Among Mr. Lo's duties: finding his own successor before he retires.22.Starwood Hotels & Resorts Worldwide Inc.based in White Plains, N.Y., also develops its own leaders for Asia, plucking people who have come up through the company ranks. For example, the head of Asia Pacific started in the 1970s on the finance team in Hong Kong, and the head of the Middle East region was a hotel manager who worked his way up.23.Having grown up in their markets, managersunderstand customer needs, said Starwood CEO Frits van Paasschen. Regional heads in China, for instance, know that whendealing with land owners or developers, deals are less "transactional," and more "trust-based," he said.They also know that Chinese travelers—who now comprise the majority of hotel guests in the region—feel more at home when they're supplied with tea kettles, slippers and chopsticks, headded.24.For fast-food company Yum Brands Inc. CEODavid Novak calls his Asia-bred regional head and executive team "our single biggest competitive advantage." China has become the company's biggest earnings driver, comprising more than 40% of operating profit.25.Thanks to Yum's China leaders, Mr. Novak says,KFC in China began serving rice porridge and soy milk for breakfast, and Pizza Hut now offers an afternoon tea menu—both of which have been big hits among local customers.Unit5Auto-WorldThe Future of the Car :Clean, Safe and it Drives itselfCars have already changed the way we live. They are likely to do so again1.SOME inventions, like some species, seem tomake periodic leaps in progress. The car is one of them. Twenty-five years elapsed between Karl Benz beginning small-scale production of his original Motorwagen and the breakthrough, by Henry Ford and his engineers in 1913, that turned the car into the ubiquitous, mass-market item that has defined the modern urban landscape. By putting production of the Model T on moving assembly lines set into the floor of his factory in Detroit, Ford drastically cut the time needed to build it, and hence its cost. Thus begana revolution in personal mobility. Almost abillion cars now roll along the world’s highways.2.Today the car seems poised for another burst ofevolution. One way in which it is changing relates to its emissions. As emerging markets grow richer, legions of new consumers are clamouring for their first set of wheels. For the whole world to catch up with American levels of car ownership, the global fleet would have to quadruple. Even a fraction of that growth would present fearsome challenges, from congestion and the price of fuel to pollution and global warming.3.Yet, as our special report this week argues,stricter regulations and smarter technology are making cars cleaner, more fuel-efficient and safer than ever before. China, its cities choked in smog, is following Europe in imposing curbs on emissions of noxious nitrogen oxides and fine soot particles. Regulators in most big car marketsare demanding deep cuts in the carbon dioxide emitted from car exhausts. And carmakers are being remarkably inventive in finding ways to comply.4.Granted, battery-powered cars have disappointed.They remain expensive, lack range and are sometimes dirtier than they look—for example, if they run on electricity from coal-fired power stations. But car companies are investing heavily in other clean technologies. Future motorists will have a widening choice of super-efficient petrol and diesel cars, hybrids (which switch between batteries and an internal-combustion engine) and models that run on natural gas or hydrogen. As for the purely electric car, its time will doubtless come.Towards the driverless, near-crashless car 5.Meanwhile, a variety of ―driver assistance‖technologies are appearing on new cars, which will not only take a lot of the stress out of driving in traffic but also prevent many accidents. More and more new cars can reverse-park, read traffic signs, maintain a safe distance in steady traffic and brake automatically to avoid crashes. Some carmakers are promising technology that detects pedestrians and cyclists, again overruling the driver and stopping the vehicle before it hits them.A number of firms, including Google, are busy trying to take driver assistance to its logical conclusion by creating cars that drive themselves to a chosen destination without a human at the controls. This is where it gets exciting.6.Sergey Brin, a co-founder of Google, predictsthat driverless cars will be ready for sale tocustomers within five years. That may be optimistic, but the prototypes that Google already uses to ferry its staff (and a recent visitor from The Economist) along Californian freeways are impressive. Google is seeking to offer the world a driverless car built from scratch, but it is more likely to evolve, and be accepted by drivers, in stages.7.As sensors and assisted-driving softwaredemonstrate their ability to cut accidents, regulators will move to make them compulsory for all new cars. Insurers are already pressing motorists to accept black boxes that measure how carefully they drive: these will provide a mass of data which is likely to show that putting the car on autopilot is often safer than driving it.Computers never drive drunk or while texting. 8.If and when cars go completely driverless—forthose who want this—the benefits will be enormous. Google gave a taste by putting a blind man in a prototype and filminghim being driven off to buy takeaway tacos. Huge numbers of elderly and disabled people could regain their personal mobility. The young will not have to pay crippling motor insurance, because their reckless hands and feet will no longer touch the wheel or the accelerator. The colossal toll of deaths and injuries from road accidents—1.2m killed a year worldwide, and 2m hospital visits a year in America alone—should tumble down, along with the costs to health systems and insurers.9.Driverless cars should also ease congestion andsave fuel. Computers brake faster than humans.And they can sense when cars ahead of them are braking. So driverless cars will be able to drive much closer to each other than humans safely can. On motorways they could formfuel-efficient ―road trains‖, gliding along in the slipstream of the vehicle in front. People who commute by car will gain hours each day to work, rest or read a newspaper.Roadblocks ahead10.Some carmakers think this vision of the future is(as Henry Ford once said of history) bunk.People will be too terrified to hurtle down the motorway in a vehicle they do not control: computers crash, don’t t hey? Carmakers whose self-driving technology is implicated in accidents might face ruinously expensive lawsuits, and be put off continuing to develop it.11.Yet many people already travel, unwittingly, onplanes and trains that no longer need human drivers. As with those technologies, the shift towards driverless cars is taking place gradually.The cars’ software will learn the tricks that humans use to avoid hazards: for example, braking when a ball bounces into theroad, because a child may be chasing it. G oogle’s self-driving cars have already clocked up over 700,000km, more than many humans ever drive;and everything they learn will become available to every other car using the software. As for the liability issue, the law should be changed to make sure that when cases arise, the courts take into account the overall safety benefits of self-driving technology.12.If the notion that the driverless car is round thecorner sounds far-fetched, remember that TV and heavier-than-air flying machines once did, too.One day people may wonder why earlier generations ever entrusted machines as dangerous as cars to operators as fallible as humans.Unit6 RomanceThe Modern Matchmakers现代红娘Internet dating sites claim to have brought scienceto the age-old question of how to pair offsuccessfully. But have they?互联网相亲网站声称已经将科技运用如何成功配对的问题之上。

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Ne w York State’ s ban, which echoes the city’ s anti-smoking law, goes into effect July 24.6. Just last week, Maine’s governor signed into law a ban on smoking in taverns, pool halls, lounges and some off-track betting[3] sites that goes into effect Jan. 1. Smoking is already outlawed in restaurants. On May 23, Connecticut’s governor signed a m easure that will prohibit smoking in cafes, taverns, restaurants and public facilities by April 2004.7. On Tuesday, Florida began a smoking ban that’s slightly less restrictive. It bans smoking in all enclosed workplaces,including restaurants and bars where food sales make up at least 10% of their business.Business is off8. New York City’s law has sparked a million “butts” jokes in the tabloids and turned celebrities such as Britney Spears into alleged scofflaws for illegally puffing away.[4] And it has stirred fear and loathing among some residents and businesses that say customers don’t want to drink and nosh where they can’ t light up.9. One New York City councilman recently called on the city and state to consider amending the anti-smoking laws—a move other city officials say is unlikely. Owners and managers of cafes and bars from Queens[5] to Manhattan say that business is off as much as 40% and that they have been forced to lay off employees. Some community representatives say noise complaints have risen since pub denizens began lighting up on the sidewalk.10. “If what I’m hearing is correct, this is having a devastating effect on the city’s economic recovery,[6]” says Queens councilman Tony Avella, who says he reluctantly voted for the ban but thinks the council should revisit the issue[7].11. His office is receiving a dozen complaints a week about litter, noise and occasional rights among smokers outside nei ghborhood bars. “We need to find out if there’s a way to preserve public health and allow people to drink and smoke at the same time,” he says.12. Those who have studied the impact of anti-smoking measures say such laws protect the health of bartenders, waitresses and patrons and also bring in customers who were reluctant to socialize where smoking was allowed.[8]13. “What the data show is that no smoke-free air acts haveever hurt business,” says Tom Frieden, New York City’ s health commissioner. He says four out of five New Yorkers do not smoke.14. In a city of apartment dwellers, where people live above restaurants and pubs, some say long-standing tensions between businesses and residents have only risen since smokers were forced to congregate outside.15. “We have found that our number of complaints have increased regarding noise on the st reet, particularly when it conies to smokers,” says Kyle Merker, chairman of one of Manhattan’s community boards. “Realistically, are they going to repeal the law? N o. But maybe we can refine it.”Earlier closing time?16. Some club owners fear that anger about the excessive noise could make it harder for businesses to get liquor licenses, or it may lead to forcing businesses to close at 2 a.m. rather than 4, which Rabin fears would make New York no different than other cities.17. “This has brought about a civil war between night life and residents, both of whom have a legitimate right to exist,”[9] says Rabin, president of the New York Nightlife Association.18. Ciar an Staunton, owner of O’Neill’s in Manhattan, says business is off 20% as former patrons head home to Connecticut or New Jersey, where they can still smoke in a bar.19. I’ve met some of my patrons coming out of liquor stores with six-packs[10] saying, “We’re going to drink where we can smoke,” he says. “The original legislation was put in to he lp employees, to provide them with clean air…. Well, we’ve laid off three employees because of the smoking ban.”20. Others note that the sour economy could be one reason some bars and restaurants may be struggling.21. “These ordinances don’t have any eff ect on the hospitality business[11], and in the long term are very positive because they expand the market,” says Stanton Glantz of the University of California San Francisco, who has studied the economic impact of smoking bans.22. On the streets of the c ity, feelings about the smoking ban are mixed, but many say there’ s no more noise than before. And they appreciate the smoke-free air inside bars.23. “The noise is relatively low, and I only mind it when I’ m trying to go to sleep because of work in the morning,” says Tracy Wallach, 20, who lives next to The Coffee Shop bar and restaurant in Union Square.24. Even some bar managers have made their peace.[12]25. “The first few weeks, (fewer) people came in,” says Barry Brodsky, manager of Bar None in the East Village, “ Then they gave in.”From USA Today, June 3, 2003。

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读者杂志英文作文I just finished reading the latest issue of Reader's Magazine and I have to say, the articles were absolutely fascinating. From the in-depth profile of a renowned scientist to the gripping account of a real-life survival story, there was something for everyone in this issue.The photography in this issue was simply stunning. The images of exotic landscapes and vibrant cityscapes really transported me to another world. It's amazing how a well-captured photograph can evoke so much emotion and wanderlust.One thing that really stood out to me in this issue was the diversity of voices and perspectives. The range of topics covered, from politics to pop culture, really made for an engaging and thought-provoking read. It's refreshing to see a magazine that isn't afraid to tackle controversial issues and spark meaningful conversations.The writing in this issue was top-notch. The feature articles were well-researched and beautifully written, and the shorter pieces were punchy and informative. It's clear that the editorial team takes great care in selecting and crafting each piece, and it really shows in the quality of the content.I also appreciated the practical tips and advice sprinkled throughout the magazine. Whether it was a recipe for a mouth-watering dish or a guide to improving mental well-being, there was no shortage of useful takeaways from this issue. It's nice to see a magazine that not only entertains, but also empowers its readers with valuable knowledge.。

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读者文摘的英语作文Hey, readers! Today, I'm sharing a few random thoughts and observations from my daily life.The morning sun peeked through my window, reminding me of the beauty of a new day. It's amazing how nature wakes us up with its own alarm clock, and I couldn't help butfeel grateful for this simple gift.On my way to the cafe, I noticed a little kid trying to balance on his bike for the first time. His face was a mix of determination and nervousness, but he didn't give up. It reminded me of my own struggles and how important it is to keep trying, no matter how hard it gets.The cafe was buzzing with people, each with their own story to tell. I overheard a couple talking about their plans for the weekend, and it made me realize how different our lives can be yet how similar our desires for happiness and love are.As I sipped my coffee, I caught a glimpse of the street outside through the window. A street artist was painting a mural, and people were stopping to admire his work. It was a beautiful reminder of the power of creativity and how it can bring people together.Finally, as I was walking back home, I passed by a flower shop and the aroma of fresh flowers filled the air. It was a simple pleasure, but it made me appreciate the small joys of life and how they can brighten our days.So, there you have it – a few snippets from my daythat I hope will.。

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读者文摘英文作文英文：As a reader of Reader's Digest, I have always enjoyed reading the articles in both English and Chinese. The bilingual format allows me to improve my language skills while enjoying interesting stories and information.One of my favorite articles was about a man who traveled to different countries to try their local cuisine. The article was written in a humorous and entertaining way, and I found myself laughing out loud at some of theauthor's experiences.Another article that stood out to me was about a woman who overcame a difficult childhood and went on to become a successful businesswoman. Her story was inspiring and showed me that with hard work and determination, anything is possible.Overall, Reader's Digest has been a great source of entertainment and education for me. I look forward to reading more articles in the future.中文：作为读者文摘的读者，我一直喜欢阅读英文和中文的文章。

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《读者杂志》作文翻译英文英文：Reader's Digest is a magazine that has been around for decades, and it has always been a source of inspiration and entertainment for me. The magazine is known for its interesting articles, inspiring stories, and helpful tips, and I always look forward to receiving my monthly subscription.One of the things I love about Reader's Digest is that it covers a wide range of topics. From health and wellness to travel and adventure, there is something for everyone in this magazine. I also appreciate the fact that the articles are written in a way that is easy to understand, even if you are not an expert in the subject matter.Another thing I appreciate about Reader's Digest isthat it features real-life stories of people who have overcome adversity or achieved great things. These storiesare always inspiring and remind me that anything ispossible if you put your mind to it.Overall, I would highly recommend Reader's Digest to anyone who is looking for a magazine that is both entertaining and informative. Whether you are looking for tips on how to live a healthier lifestyle or just want to read some inspiring stories, Reader's Digest has something for you.中文：《读者杂志》是一本我非常喜欢的杂志，它已经存在了几十年，一直是我灵感和娱乐的来源。

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自2017年成立以来，它通过多种平台传递正能量，激励人们在艰难时期寻找并成为助人者，实现“行善”而非仅仅“感善”。

1“We believe that no matter what piece of bad news there is in the world, there s also astory of a helper, somebody who s showing upand making a difference,” says Branden Harvey, founder and chief executive officer of Good Good Good.2 Harvey founded Good Good Good in2017. Before that, he was a professional pho⁃tographer. A lot of his work was with nonprofit organizations. Good Good Good shares stories from around the world. Eight staff members, as well as contributing writers and artists, help Harvey tell inspiring stories about social justice, education and animals, among other topics. The articles in Good Good Good reach people through the organization s web⁃site, email newsletter, podcast, and monthly print newspaper. A digital version of the news⁃paper is available at most libraries in the United States through Libby, a reading app. Good Good Good also provides readers with opportunities to take action, to not just feel good but do good.3Harvey explained why positive stories are important, especially in difficult times. He was inspired by the late Fred Rogers. For several decades, Rogers hosted Mister Rogers Neighborhood , a children s television program. He was known for saying, “When I wasaInspiring readers to take action激励读者——来自世界的善意陕西　吕　品37Crazy English2024.3boy, I would see scary things in the news, and my mother would say to me, ‘Look for the helpers. You will always find people who are helping.’”4Harvey talked about some of the Good Good Good stories that have stayed with him. One is about Terence Lester, an activist and author who was once homeless. Lester started a nonprofit organization called Love Beyond Walls, which provides food, clothing and other resources for people in need. He also created a museum inside a shipping container. The Dignity Museum, which can be transported, helps visitors understand what it s like to experience homelessness. “It s really cool that he s been able to take his personal experience and find a way to make a difference to others,” Harvey said.5Harvey added that stories like Lester s can inspire people to help others. Heencourages young journalists to look for similarly hopeful stories, especially when events make them feel sad, overwhelmed or nervous.Reading CheckInference Detail Detail 1. What is the primary goal of Good Good Good according to Branden Harvey?A. To provide food, clothing and other resources for people in need.B. To focus exclusively on social justice and education issues.C. To share positive stories that motivate readers to take positiveaction.D. To only tell stories related to animals.2. What did Branden Harvey do before founding Good Good Good?A. He was a social justice worker.B. He worked as a professional photographer.C. He worked for a profitable organization.D. He hosted a children s television program.3. Who inspired Branden Harvey to share positive stories?A. Terence Lester. B. His mother.C. Fred Rogers. D. A photographer.38疯狂英语 (新悦读)Detail 4. What did Terence Lester start at first?A. Good Good Good. B. Mister Rogers Neighborhood.C. The Dignity Museum. D. Love Beyond Walls.Language StudyⅠ. 日积月累nonprofit adj . 非营利的podcast n . 播客scary adj. 可怕的journalist n . 记者overwhelmed adj . 不知所措的monthly print newspaper 月刊纸质报纸take action 采取行动Ⅱ. 语法填空Branden Harvey 1. (start) Good Good Good in 2017, aiming to share happyand helpful 2. (story) from all over the world. Before this, he 3. (be) a photographer working with charities. Harvey, along with eight workers and other writers and artists, talks about good things 4. (happen) in topics like fairness in society, school and animals. They spread these stories through 5. (they) website, emails, audio shows and a paper that comes out every month. There is also a way to read the paper on computer or phone using 6. app called Libby in many libraries.Harvey got his idea of looking for the good in life from a famous man, Fred Rogers, 7. made a TV show for kids. Rogers taught kids 8. (look) for kind people when bad things happened. Harvey remembers one story about Terence Lester, a man who was once 9. (home). Lester started Love Beyond Walls to give food and clothes to those 10. need. He also made a museum in a big metal box that tells people what it s like to not have a home. Harvey encourages young reporters to find and share these happy stories, which can make people feel better when they are sad or worried.39。

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英语报刊选读读者⽂摘原⽂版INSPIRINGSTORIES（5）Running for Vets: 100 Miles Left to Go!Each of us has our own way of celebrating July 4. Retired Marine Jamie Summerlin will payhomage to our country resting up for the final leg of his 100-day jog across America. Since setting off from Coos Bay, Oregon, Summerlin has run over 3,300 miles to raise money and awareness for a number of veteran organizationsclose to his heart.Summerlin fell in love with running whilein training for his first marathon in 2009.He was inspired to make a cross-countryrun for vets because “I wanted to dosomething for my military brothers andsisters who needed a lot more exposureand awareness than they were getting,” hesaid.City by city, Summerlin’s old Marine pals have picked up the ra ce in support of his mission to help support the Wounded Warriors Project for disabled vets as well as two other vet groups in his home state of West Virginia. So far he has raised $40,000. Although the trip has beentrying —Summerlin has run in some extreme weather conditions and with a shin injury —it has been an honor, he said.On the 100th day of his run, Summerlin will celebrate the holiday in Annapolis, Maryland with his family and friends. But it does not end there. On July 5th, he will hit the road for another 100 miles, to officially finish in Delaware’s Rehobeth Beach. Wounded Warriors Participate in Soldier RideA cycling event helps veterans restore their physical and emotional well-being.Toby Montoya had made a promise to his best friend, Sgt. Kenneth Rahm of the Illinois National Guard, that if Rahm ever deployed, Montoya would go with him. So when Rahm’s unit was called up, Montoya put in a transfer from the New Mexico National Guard and the two men were deployed to Afghanistan together.In 2009, Montoya’s vehicle was hit by aroadside bomb. As a result of theexplosion, Montoya is wheelchair bound,INSPIRING STORIES 5suffers from a traumatic brain injury and a degenerative disk disease, and has lost about 30 percent of his peripheral vision in both eyes.This year, Montoya reunited with the members of his unit for the first time since leaving Afghanistan to participate in Soldier Ride, a cycling event organized by the nonprofit Wounded Warrior Project to help veterans restore their physical and emotional well-being. Soldier Ride is being held in 12 cities in 2012: Miami & Key West, Tampa, Jacksonville, Washington, DC, Chicago, New York, Seattle, North Fork, Phoenix, Nashville, San Antonio, and Landstuhl, Germany.“I officially came home,” said Montoya. “We’ve never not finished anything together. I’m not worried about finishing today. This is a brotherhood.”A Blind Soldier Swims to WinThis summer, America has an extraordinary opportunity to cheer on one of our country’s wounded warriors, Lt. Bradley Snyder, as he swims for the gold at the 2012 Paralympic Games in London.I was deeply moved by author Bill Briggs’ inspiring three-part piece on the 28-year-old Navy lieutenant, who was serving in Afghanistan as an “explosive ordinance demolition specialist”—military jargon for “bomb defuser”—last fall. After rushing to the aid of twowounded Afghan soldiers, he was blindedby an IED blast.During his recovery, Snyder soughtcomfort from the frustrations of physicaltherapy in the smoothness of hisswimming strokes. He began training forthe Paralympic Games, both to challengeother blind swimmers and to prove that hisnewfound obstacle would not break hisspirit.The way Snyder makes his way across the pool in complete darkness is nothing short of remarkable. He keeps silent count of his strokes to maintain a steady pace, and will occasionally brush his fingers against the lane line to ascertain his position. Snyder’s brother and coach act as his “tappers” on each side of the lane, gently tapping the swimmer on the back of the head with a padded walking cane to signal a flip turn or finishing kick.At the swimming trials this past weekend Snyder shattered his personal best in the 400-meter freestyle, setting a new world record in the event for fully blind swimmers and securing his spoton the 2012 U.S. Paralympic team. He’ll be jo ining over 30 military veterans and active-duty soldiers competing in the Paralympics this summer.The Gratitude ClubI have been reporting on extraordinary people for 25 years as a television journalist, but this small Oregon town and the man at its center, Woody Davis, stand alone in my memory. When I read a newspaper clip about the community’s reaction to Woody’s declining health, I knew that thiswould be a special story for my CBSEvening News series, On the Road (thetranscript of which is below).But nothing prepared me for whathappened when I traveled to Oregon lastDecember and began knocking on doors.Every single person knew Woody and hadcountless stories to tell about hisselflessness and generosity.For five decades, he helped plow cars out of snow, chopped wood, repaired farm equipment, and more. He was theconsummate good neighbor, and in his time of need, the community was rallying around him. I’d never seen anything like it. Corbett, Oregon, December 2011On a high ridge above the Colu mbia River, just down from heaven, you’ll find an angel on a front-end loader. Woody Davis, 69, is kind of a jack-of-all-trades. And although he’s never made much money at it, be all accounts, he has earned his wings. Here is some of what people in town have said of him:“He’s the epitome of something dear.”“You have to chase him down to pay him sometimes.”“He’s uncommon, he’s special, he’s a gift that this community has had all these years.”Which is why folks in this small town east of Portland are now going out of their way to thank Woody for the thousands of good deeds he’s done for them over the past 50 years.Recently, they all got together to cut and stack his firewood for winter. A couple of guys fixed up his old pickup. Someone even built him a beautiful wooden box and invited the whole town to sign it. “Did you know how much the community cared for him?” I asked Woody’s son, Clint.“Not to the degree I do now,” he said.Clint said all the work his dad did for people has been repaid tenfold. “Bill Gates could not come to Corbett and buy this. You can’t buy the love that people have poured out for Dad.”Their words and deeds are sincere and lasting. Unfortunately, the box is pine—and the outlook isn’t good. A few months ago, Woody was diagnosed with ALS—Lou Gehrig’s disease. Doctors tell him he has about six months. The disease, which attacks the nervous system, is already making it hard for him to lift much of anything or even talk. But his attitude remains unaffected. “What do you think of what everybody’s been doing for you?” I asked.“I feel blessed that I’m dying slowly.”I really didn’t think I’d heard him right. “Wait, did you just say you feel blessed that you’re dying slowly?”“Because people have a chance to express to me how they feel,” he s aid.In most communities, death is whispered, and praised is saved for the eulogy. But Woody Davis and the people of Corbett, Oregon, show us why that may be too late. Turns out even angels like to know they’ve made a difference.Miracle Boy Survivor of the Haiti EarthquakeAn estimated 100,000 children were left orphaned by the January 2010 earthquake in Haiti, but Kiki, luckily, is not one of them.Deep in the Haitian countryside, three hours from teeming, quake-torn Port-au-Prince, Moise “Kiki” Joachin shares a two-room wooden shack with his older sister and younger brother, their mother, her parents, and four or five other relatives. Coconut and banana trees grow in the dirtyard, but a recent flood has wiped out thefamily’s garden. So they buy food fromvendors down the road, a strain on theirminuscule budget.“They’re really struggling,” saysphotojournalist Allison Shelley, whotracked down the family in November forReader’s Digest.“The adults share a couple of mattresseson the floor, and the kids sleep on piles of clothes and comforters.” Even so, the Joachins are better off than many in this beleaguered country, where more than one million people still live in tent cities and more than 2,000 have died in a cholera outbreak. An estimated 100,000 children were left orphaned by last year’s earthquake, but Kiki, luckily, is not one of them.。

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读者杂志英文作文英文：As an avid reader of magazines, I have come across many different publications that have caught my attention. From fashion to politics, there is a magazine for every interest. However, one magazine that has stood out to me is Reader's Digest.Reader's Digest is a magazine that focuses on a variety of topics such as health, humor, and inspirational stories. What I love about this magazine is the diversity of its content. It is not solely focused on one topic, which keeps the reader engaged and interested.In addition, Reader's Digest has a unique featurecalled "Word Power." This section provides readers with new vocabulary words and their definitions. As someone who enjoys learning new words, I find this feature to be very helpful.Another aspect of Reader's Digest that I appreciate is its accessibility. The magazine can be found in many different locations such as doctor's offices, libraries, and airports. This makes it easy for anyone to pick up a copy and enjoy its content.Overall, Reader's Digest is a magazine that I highly recommend. Its diverse content, "Word Power" feature, and accessibility make it a great read for anyone.中文：作为一个热爱杂志的读者，我已经接触过许多不同的出版物引起了我的注意。

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报刊英语文摘《蒙娜丽莎》的这一天是1911年8月11日,星期二,一位年轻的艺术家路易斯·贝劳德来到了巴黎卢浮宫的卡雷沙龙画廊完成一幅油画,在这条画廊里陈列着世界上最着名的油画——列奥纳多·达·芬奇创作的《蒙娜丽莎》。

令路易斯感到吃惊的是,本该挂着油画的地方却是空空荡荡的。

中午11时博物馆馆方意识到这幅名画已经被盗了。

第二天全球各大报刊的头条新闻都报道了《蒙娜丽莎》被盗的消息。

Actually the Leonardo had been gone for more than twenty-four hours before anyone noticed it was missing. The museum was always closed on Mondays for maintenance维修. Just before closing time on Sunday three men had entered the museum, where they had hidden themselves in a storeroom. The actual theft was quick and simple. Early the next morning Perrugia removed the painting fromthe wall while the others kept watch. Then they went out a back exit.实际上,直到达·芬奇的这幅画被盗24小时后才有人发现此事。

每逢星期一卢浮宫都要闭馆例行保养文物。

就在星期天,有三个人进入了博物馆并藏在贮藏室里。

他们的盗窃行动迅速而简单,第二天一大早,三个盗贼之一佩鲁吉亚从墙上取下《蒙娜丽莎》,其余两个为他望风,然后他们从后门溜走逃得无影无踪了。

Nothing was seen or heard of the painting for two years when Perrugiatried to sell it to a dealer for half a million lire里拉. Perrugia was arrested on December 13th. Perrugia claimed he had stolen it as an act of patriotism爱国主义, because, he said, the painting had been looted from the Italian nation by Napoleon拿破仑. Perrugia was imprisoned for seven months. It seemed that the crime of the century had been solved.《蒙娜丽莎》在被盗后的两年间一直杳无音迅,直到有一天佩鲁吉亚想以50万里拉卖给一个文物贩子时,人们才重新见到它。

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介绍读者杂志英文作文英文：As a reader, I would like to introduce a magazine thatI enjoy reading Reader's Digest. This magazine is a monthly publication that features a wide range of articles,including inspiring stories, health tips, and interesting facts.One of the things I love about Reader's Digest is the variety of content. Each issue has something for everyone, whether you're interested in personal finance or travel. I also appreciate the fact that the articles are written in a way that is easy to understand, making it accessible to readers of all ages.Another great feature of Reader's Digest is the jokes and humor section. It's always nice to have a good laugh, and this magazine delivers with its funny stories and jokes.I find myself sharing them with my friends and family allthe time.Lastly, I appreciate the positive and uplifting tone of the magazine. It's refreshing to read stories about people doing good in the world, and it reminds me that there is still kindness and compassion out there.Overall, I highly recommend Reader's Digest to anyone looking for a magazine that is both informative and entertaining.中文：作为一位读者，我想介绍一本我喜欢阅读的杂志——《读者文摘》。

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兰州读者杂志英语介绍作文Lanzhou Reader Magazine: A Cultural Beacon in the Heart of China。

Lanzhou, the capital of Gansu Province in northwest China, is a city with a rich history and vibrant cultural heritage. It is known for its unique position along the ancient Silk Road and its beautiful landscape, including the Yellow River that flows through the city. Among its many cultural contributions, one publication stands out as a significant literary and cultural force in the region: Lanzhou Reader Magazine.A Literary Tradition。

Founded in 1995, Lanzhou Reader Magazine quickly established itself as one of the premier literary magazines in China. Its name, "Reader" (or "读者" in Chinese), implies its focus on promoting reading culture and literature. Over the years, the magazine has become abeacon for readers seeking thought-provoking essays,literary works, and insightful commentary.Diverse Content。

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