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第7单元课文翻译

Unit7 TextA是什么造就了奥运冠军?1 1992年，在法国阿尔贝维尔冬季奥运会上，当克里斯蒂·山口在冰场上跌倒时，观众席上一片遗憾的声音。

这位20岁的运动员获得花样滑冰金牌的希望肯定会因这一失足而化为泡影。

但是克里斯蒂站了起来，她灿然一笑，旋转身体，继续表演。

她虽然不幸跌倒，但裁判却给她打了近乎完美的分数。

她能鼓起勇气，重振旗鼓，获得了金牌，这足以证明她的决心和勇气。

2 作为美国奥运队及许多运动员的顾问，我目睹了许多像克里斯蒂这样年轻的男女运动员：他们在关键时刻能够挖掘自身，找到发挥潜能的一种力量。

他们登上领奖台，不单纯是因为运动才能，还因为他们内在的不屈不挠的意志。

3 他们拥有梦想。

|克里斯蒂·山口6岁时首次穿上溜冰鞋，那时她就想象自己是一名奥运冠军。

邦妮·华纳三度代表美国参加奥运会的仰卧滑行小雪橇比赛。

她直到上了大学才有自己的梦想。

之前，她从未听说过有“仰卧滑行的小雪橇”这种比赛用的雪橇。

这两个年轻女子，一旦拥有梦想，就锲而不舍地、勇敢地追求，为了梦想的实现不遗余力。

4 最重要的是，这些运动员的父母以及周围的人都支持他们的梦想。

洛雷塔·道斯16岁的女儿多米尼克是代表美国参加奥运会的第一批黑人女性体操运动员之一。

洛雷塔最近告诉记者说，培养一个世界一流的运动员着实不易。

在1992年奥运会之前整整一年中，她很少看见自己的女儿。

为了离体育馆近一点，女儿和教练住在一块，那儿离家有45分钟的车程。

当有人请她给其他运动员的父母提一些建议的时候，她的回答简单却极具说服力。

“相信你的孩子吧，”她这样说。

5 这并非意味着每个拥有奥运梦想的孩子都能有朝一日登上领奖台。

但是，梦想是通向成功的第一步——哪怕当初的梦想最终让孩子走向另一条不同的道路。

6 他们满怀激情。

优秀运动员们梦寐以求的奥运圣火在他们的内心深处燃烧。

他们有强大的动力，不仅要成为最优秀的运动员，还要竭尽全力去实现目标——始终不渝。

unit7theshelter课文翻译大学英语三

Unit 7 The ShelterRod SerlingSeveral neighbors hope to find safety in the only bomb shelter on their street when an announcement comes over the radio that enemy missiles are approaching. Can it shelter all of them? Does its owner let them in? Here is the story……SYNOPSIS OF ACT ONE: On a summer evening, a birthday celebration is going on at Dr. Stockton's. Among those present are his neighbors: the Hendersons, the weiss's and the Harlowes. In the midst of it comes unexpectedly over the radio the announcement of the President of the United States declaring a state of emergency of for suspected enemy missiles approaching. The party breaks up and the neighbors hurry home.However, shortly afterwards they return one after another to the stockton house for the simple reason that they want to survive —— want to share with the Stocktons the bomb shelter which is the only one on their street.ACT TWO(abridged)OUTSIDE STOCKTON HOMEHENDERSON: It'll land any minute. I just know it. It's going to land any minute——MRS. HENDERSON: (grabs hold of him) What are we going to do?Throughout above and following dialogue, a portable radio carried by one of the children carries the following announcement:ANNOUNCER'S VOICE: This is Conelrad. This is Conelrad. We are still in a state of Yellow Alert. If you are a public official or government employee with an emergency assignment, or a civil defense worker, you should report to your post immediately. If you are a public official or government employee……MRS. HARLOWE: Jerry, ask again.HARLOWE: Don't waste you time. He won't let anyone in. He said he didn't have any room or supplies there and it's designed for three people.: What'll we do?HARLOWE: Maybe we ought to pick out just one basement and go to work on it. Poll all our stuff. Food, water, everything.: It isn't fair. (she points toward Stockton house) He's down there in a bomb shelter completely safe. And our kids have to just wait around for a bomb to drop and ——HENDERSON: Let's just go down into his basement and break down the door?A chorus of voices greet this with assent.As HENDERSON rushes through toward the basement entrance, HARLOWE overtakes him saying:HARLOWE: Wait a minute, wait a minute. All of us couldn't fit in there. That would be crazy to even try.WEISS: Why don't we draw lots? Pick out one family?HARLOWE: What difference would it make? He won't let us in.HENDERSON: We can all march down there and tell him he's got the whole street against him. We could do that.HARLOWE: What good would that do? I keep telling you. Even if we were to break down the door, it couldn't accommodate all of us. We'd just be killing everybody and for no reason.MRS. HENDERSON: If it saves even one of these kids out here——I call that a reason.The voice comes up again.WEISS: Jerry, you know him better than nay of us. You're his best friend. Why don't you go down again? Try to talk to him. Pleased with him. Tell him to pick out one family —— Draw lots or something ——HENDERSON: One family, meaning yours, Weiss, huh?WEISS: (whirls around to him) Why not? I've got a three-month-old infant——MRS. HENDERSON: What difference does that make? Is your baby's life any more precious than our kids?WEISS: (shouting at her) I never said that. If you're going to start trying to argue about who deserves to live more than the next one ——HENDERSON: Why don't you shut your mouth, Weiss? (with a wild, illogical anger) That's the way it is when the foreigners come over here. Aggressive, greedy, semi-Americans——WEISS: (his face goes white) Why you garbage-brained idiot you——MRS. HENDERSON: It still goes, Weiss! I bet you're at the bottom of the list——WEISS suddenly flings himself through the crowd toward the man and there's a brief, hand-to-hand fight between them broken up by HARLOWE who stands between them breathless.HARLOWE: Keep it up, both of you. Just keep it up. We won't need a bomb. We can slaughter each other.: (pleading) Marty, go down to Bill's shelter again. Ask him ——WEISS: I've already asked him. It wouldn't do any good.One again the siren sounds and the people seem to move closer together, staring up toward the night sky. Off in the distance we see searchlights.HARLOWE: Searchlights. It must be coming closer.HENDERSON: (as he suddenly pushes HARLOWE aside and heads for the steps) I'm going down there and get him to open up that door. I don't care what the rest of you think. That's the only thing left to do.MAN # 1: He's right. Come on, let's do it.INSIDE THE SHELTERGRACE is holding tight to PAUL. STOCKTON stands close to the door listening to the noises from outside as they approach. There's a pounding on the shelter door that reverberates.OUTSIDE THE SHELTERHENDERSON: Bill? Bill Stockton? You've got a bunch of your neighbors out here who want to stay alive. Now you can open the door and talk to us and figure out with us how many can come in there. Or else you can just keep doing what you're doing —— and we'll fight our way in there.HARLOWE appears and pushes his way through the group and goes over to the shelter door.HARLOWE: Bill. This is Jerry. They mean business out here.STOCKTON'S VOICE: And I mean business in here. I've already told you, Jerry. You're wasting you time. You're wasting precious time that could be use for something else……like figuring out how you can survive.NAM # 1: Why don't we get a big, heavy log to break the door down? HENDERSON: We could go over to Bennett Avenue. Phil Kline has some giant logs in his basement. I've seen them. Let's get one. And we'll just tell Kline to keep his mouth shut as to why we want it.WEISS: Let's get hold of ourselves. Let's stop and think for a minute——HENDERSON: (turning to face WEISS) Nobody cares what you think. You or your kind.I thought I made that clear upstairs. I think the first order of business is to get you out of here.With this he strikes out, smashing his fist into WEISS's face in a blow so unexpected and so wild that WEISS, totally unprepared, is knocked against the wall. His wife screams and, still holding the baby, rushes to him. There's a commotion as several men try to grab the neighbor and HARLOWE is immediately at WEISS's side trying to help him to his feet. Once again the sirens blast.HENDERSON: (should over the noise and commotion) Come on, let's get something to smash this door down.They start out of cellar toward the steps.INSIDE THE SHELTERSTOCKTON slowly turns to face his wife. The angry screaming cries of the people ring in their ears even as they depart.GRACE (looks up) Bill? Who were those people?STOCKTON (turning to stare toward the door) "Those people?" Those are our neighbors, Grace. Our friends. The people we've lived with and alongside for twenty years. (then in a different fixed expression and in a different tone) Come on. Paul. Let's put stuff up against this door. Everything we can.The man and boy then start to pile up a barricade, using furniture, the generator, books, any movable object they can get their hands on.OUTSIDE OF THE SHELTERThe mob marches down the street carrying a large heavy log that is perhaps fifteen feet long. Their own shouts mix with the sound of the intermittent siren and with the voice of the announcer on the Conelrad station.ANNOUNCER'S VOICE: We've been asked to once again remind the population that they are to remain calm, stay off the streets. This is urgent. Please remain off the streets. Everything possible is being done in the way of protection. But the military and important civil defense vehicles must have the streets clear. So you're once again reminded to remain off the streets. Remain off the streets!The minute the mob gathers before the STOCKTON house, they smash into it, carrying the giant log. They move down the cellar steps. As the log smashes into the shelter door, the siren goes up louder and more piercing and it is at this moment that we see both WEISS and HARLOW join the men on the heavy log to lend their support to it.INSIDE THE SHELTERSTOCKTON and Paul lean against it as it starts to give under the weight, under the pressure. The air is filled with angry shouts, the intermittent siren, the cries of women and children.INSIDE AND OUTSIDE OF THE SHELTERAnd it all reaches one vast pitch just as the door is forced open. PAUL and STOCKTON are pushed back into the shelter and just at this moment the light go on in the basement. The siren also reaches its top and then suddenly goes off and there is absolute dead silence for a long moment. Then from the portable radio in the corner comesANNOUNCER'S VOICE: This is Conelrad. This is Conelrad. Remain turned for an important message. Remain tuned for an important message. (a pause) The President of the United States has just announced that the previously unidentified objects have now been definitely identified as being satellites. Repeat. There are no enemy missiles approaching. Repeat, there are no enemy missiles approaching. The objects have beenidentified as satellites. They are harmless and we are in no danger. Repeat. We are in no danger. The state of emergency has officially been called off. We are in no danger. Repeat. There is no enemy attack. There is no enemy attack.: (her eyes closed and crying softly) Thank God. Oh, thank God.WEISS: (in a whisper, his face bruised and blood clotted) Amen to that. HENDERSON: Hey, Marty …… Marty ……I went crazy. You und erstand that, don't you?I just went crazy. I didn't mean all the things I said. (he wets his lips, his voice shaking) We were all of us …… we were so scared ……so confuse. (he holds out his hands in a gesture) Well, it's no wonder really, is it? I mean…… w ell, you can understand why we blew our tops a little ——There's a murmur of voices, a few half-hearted nods, but they're all still in a state of shock.HARLOWE: I don't think Marty's going to hold it against you. (then turning to STOCKTON) I just hope Bill won't hold this ——(he points to the wreckage around him) against us. We'll pay for the damage, Bill. We'll take up a collection right away.As STOCKTON walks past them across the cellar and up toward the stairs, all eyes are on him and there's an absolute dead silence.WEISS: (his voice shaky and nervous) We could …… we could have a block party or something tomorrow night. A big celebration. I think we deserve one now.He looks around smiling at the others, a nervous smiles born of a carry-over of fear and the realization that something has taken hold of all of them now. Something deadening in its effect and disquieting beyond words.STOCKTON takes a step up on the stairs then stops and turns back toward them. His face is expressionless.HARLOWE: (with phony laughter desperately trying to relieve situation) Block party's not a bad idea. (looking around at the others) Anything to get back to normal. STOCKTON: (looks from face to face and slowly shakes his head) Normal? (a pause) I don't know. I don't know what "normal" is. I thought I did, but I don't any more. HARLOWE: I told you we'd pay for the damages——STOCKTON: (stares at him) The damages? (he nods) I wonder if we realize just whatthose damages are? (he looks from face to face again) Maybe the worst of them was finding out just what we're like when we're normal. The kind of people we are. Just underneath the surface. I mean all of us. A lot of naked animals who attach such great importance to staying alive that they claw their neighbors to death just for the privilege. (he leans against the stairway wall, suddenly desperately tired, very softly as he turns away from them) We were spared a bomb tonight……but I wonder if we weren't destroyed even without it.He continues up the steps.防空洞第一幕的内容提要：某个夏夜，斯道克顿家正在举行生日庆祝会。

Unit-7-When-Lightning-Struck-课文翻译-综合教程一

Unit 7 When Lightning StruckI was in the tiny bathroom in the back of the plane when I felt the slamming jolt, and then the horrible swerve that threw me against the door. Oh, Lord, I thought, this is it! Somehow I managed to unbolt the door and scramble out. The flight attendants, already strapped in, waved wildly for me to sit down. As I lunged toward my seat, passengers looked up at me with the stricken expressions of creatures who know they are about to die."I think we got hit by lightning," the girl in the seat next to mine said. She was from a small town in east Texas, and this was only her second time on an airplane. She had won a trip to England by competing in a high school geography bee and was supposed to make a connecting flight when we landed in Newark.In the next seat, at the window, sat a young businessman who had been confidently working. Now he looked worried. And that really worries me—when confident-looking businessmen look worried. The laptop was put away. "Something's not right," he said.The pilot's voice came over the speaker. I heard vaguely through my fear, "Engine number two ... emergency landing ... New Orleans." When he was done, the voice of a flight attendant came on, reminding us of the emergency procedures she had reviewed before takeoff. Of course I never paid attention to this drill, always figuring that if we ever got to the point where we needed to use life jackets, I would have already died of terror.Now we began a roller-coaster ride through the thunderclouds. I was ready to faint, but when I saw the face of the girl next to me, I pulled myself together, I reached for her hand and reassured her that we were going to make it, "What a story you're going to tell when you get home!" I said. "After this, London's going to seem like small potatoes."I wondered where I was getting my strength. Then I saw that my other hand was tightly held by a ringed hand. Someone was comforting me—a glamorous young woman across the aisle, the female equivalent of the confident businessman. She must have seen how scared I was and reached over."I tell you," she confided, "the problems I brought up on this plane with me sure don't seem real big right now." I loved her Southern drawl, her indiscriminate use of perfume, and her soulful squeezes. I was sure that even if I survived the plane crash, I'd have a couple of broken fingers from all the TLC. "Are you okay?" she kept asking me.Among the many feelings going through my head during those excruciating 20 minutes was pride—pride in how well everybody on board was behaving. No one panicked. No one screamed. As we jolted and screeched our way downward, I could hear small pockets of soothing conversation everywhere.I thought of something I had heard a friend say about the wonderful gift his dying father had given the family: he had died peacefully, as if not to alarm any of them about an experience they would all have to go through someday.And then—yes!—we landed safely. Outside on the ground, attendants and officials were waiting to transfer us to alternative flights. But we passengers clung together. We chatted aboutthe lives we now felt blessed to be living, as difficult or rocky as they might be. The young businessman lamented that he had not a chance to buy his two little girls a present. An older woman offered him her box of expensive Lindt chocolates, still untouched, tied with a lovely bow. "I shouldn't be eating them anyhow," she said. My glamorous aisle mate took out her cell phone and passed it around to anyone who wanted to make a call to hear the reassuring voice of a loved one.There was someone I wanted to call. Back in Vermont, my husband, Bill, was anticipating my arrival late that night. He had been complaining that he wasn't getting to see very much of me because of my book tour. I had planned to surprise him by getting in a few hours early. Now I just wanted him to know I was okay and on my way.When my name was finally called to board my new flight, I felt almost tearful to be parting from the people whose lives had so intensely, if briefly, touched mine.Even now, back on terra firma, walking down a Vermont road, I sometimes hear an airplane and look up at that small, glinting piece of metal. I remember the passengers on that fateful, lucky flight and wish I could thank them for the many acts of kindness I witnessed and received. I am indebted to my fellow passengers and wish I could pay them back.But then, remembering my aisle mate's hand clutching mine while I clutched the hand of the high school student, I feel struck by lightning all over again: the point is not to pay back kindness but to pass it on.闪电来袭当我感到猛烈摇晃时我正在飞机尾部的小卫生间。

英语第7单元翻译

英语第7单元翻译【1】No one can say exactly (what it looks like) when a planet takes ill, but it probably looks a lot like earth.•当一个星球突然生病的时候没有人可以准确地说出它看起来像什么，但是它可能看起来很像地球。

Never mind what you‟ve heard about global warming as a slow-motion emergency (t hat would take decades to play out).不用担心，你所听到的全球变暖是一个缓慢的过程，需要几十年才能结束。

Suddenly and unexpectedly, the crisis is upon us•突然和意外的是，这场危机正在接近我们。

【2】It certainly looked that way last week as the atmospheric bomb that was Cyclone Larry—a Category 4 storm with wind bursts that reached 125 m.p.h (mile per hour) –exploded through northeastern Australia.（这个现象）的确看起来是这样的：上周的大气炸弹也就是赖瑞飓风——一种伴随着每小时125英里的风暴风阵——引爆了澳大利亚的东北部It certainly looked that way last year as curtains of fire and dust turned the skies of Indonesia orange, thanks to drought-fueled blazes sweeping the island nation.（这个现象）的确看起来是这样的：去年由于燃料猛烈地燃烧席卷了印尼这个岛国，火灾和灰尘将印尼的天空变成了橘黄色。

Unit7DrugAbuse课文翻译大学体验英语三

Unit7DrugAbuse课文翻译大学体验英语三第一篇：Unit 7 Drug Abuse课文翻译大学体验英语三Unit 7 Drug AbusePassage A Agony from Ecstasy I hear a lot of people talking about Ecstasy, calling it a fun, harmless drug.All I can think is, “if they only knew.”I grew up in a small, rural town in Pennsylvania.It's one of those places where everyone knows your name, what you did, what you ate and so on.I was a straight-A student and one of the popular kids, liked by all the different crowds.Drugs never played a part in my life.They were never a questiona way of life that exposed me to drugs.Most of the people that I met in the acting school had already been doing drugs for years.I felt that by using drugs, I would become a part of their world and it would deepen my friendships with them to new levels.I tried pot, even a little cocaine, but it was Ecstasy that changed my life forever.I remember the feeling I had the first time I did Ecstasy: complete and utter bliss.I could feel the pulse of the universe.It was as if I had unlocked some sort of secret world;it was as if I'd found heaven.And I wondered how anything that made you feel so good could possibly be bad.As time went by, things changed.I graduated, and began to use drugs, especially Ecstasy, more frequently.As I did, I actually started to look down on those who did not.I surrounded myself only with those who did.I had gone from a girl who never used drugs to a woman who couldn't imagine life without them.In five months, I went from a person living somewhat responsibly while pursuing my dream to a person who didn't care about a thingbut it didn't stop there.My doctors performed a scan of my brain.I couldn't believe my eyeswhen I saw the results.The scan showed several dark marks on the image of my brain, and my doctors told me those were areaswhere the activity of my brain had been changed in some way.Since I saw that scan, my life has been an uphill crawl.I hear people say Ecstasy is a harmless, happy drug.There's nothing happy about the way that “harmless” drug chipped away at my life.Ecstasy took my strength, my motivation, my dreams, my friends, my apartment, my money and most of all, my sanity.I worry about my future and my health every day.I have many mountains ahead of me, but I plan to keep climbing because I'm one of the lucky ones.I've been given a second chance, and that's not something that everyone gets.摇头丸苦海无崖我听到许多人谈论摇头丸，说它是一种奇妙无害的麻醉品。

unit7 things翻译

of a cityscape seen from the window of a jet—these are the intimate realities of his existence. Man-made things enter into and color his consciousness. Their number is expanding with explosive force, both absolutely and relative to the natural environment. This will be even more true in super-industrial society than it is today.我们周围人造物品的海洋外围还有更广阔的自燃物品的海洋。

但是这个技术制造的环境逐渐影响着人类。

塑料或混凝土结构，街灯下霓虹闪烁的汽车，从飞机窗口俯瞰到的缓慢移动的城市—这些人类的亲密伙伴。

人造物品进入并影响了人类意识，其数量急剧增长，无论是就绝对而言还是相对而言。

这种现象在将来的超级工业化社会会更加突出。

Anti-materialists tend to deride the importance of “things.” Yet things are highly significant, not m erely because of their functional utility, but also because of their psychological impact. We develop relationships with things. Things affect our sense of foreshortening of our relationships with things accelerates the pace of life.唯心主义者试图否认物品的重要性，但是物品是非常重要的，不仅因为它有实用功能，还因为其对精神的影响，我们发展和物品的关系，物品影响我们对关联和断联的意识。

第七章参考译文

第七章参考译文随堂练习11．The purposes of his journey were both military and political.这次旅行既有军事上的目的，又有政治上的目的。

2．Some of the gases in the air are fairly constant in amount, while others are not.空气中有些气体的含量相当稳定，有些就不稳定。

3．You may apply in person or by letter.你可以本人亲自去申请或寄信去申请。

4．Some go only for one year, many for two, but never longer, unless the ship which is to bring them out cannot reach their base.(W. M. Smith: In the Antarctic)有些人在这里呆一年，也有人要呆两年，但绝对不会再久，除非去接他们的船只到不了基地。

5．He was a clever man; a pleasant companion; a careless student; with a great propensity for running into debt, and a partiality for the tavern. (William Thackeray: Vanity Fair)他是个聪明人，很好相处，就是学习不肯用功；老是东挪西借，还喜欢上酒馆喝上两口。

随堂练习21．—Did you enjoy your time in Nanjing？—Yes, I did.——你在南京过得愉快吗？——是的，我过得很愉快。

2．—Is matter in constant motion and in constant change?—Yes, it is.——物质是在不断地运动和变化着吗？——是的，物质是在不断地运动和变化着。

7单元课文翻译

When I was a tiny baby crying all night, my mom sang to me and stayed by my side
当我还是个整夜哭泣的婴儿时，妈妈唱歌给我听,陪在我身边
When I was tired and hungry, she gave me food and warm arms to sleep in
现在我是一个成年人了,回想那些时光
I coughed for days ater eating that ice-cream
在吃了冰淇淋后，我咳嗽了好几天
And had scary dreams ater watching that film
看了那个电影后，做了很多噩梦
我们并不反对跑步
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But we think our son needs to think about other possible jobs.
但是我们认为我们的儿子需要考虑其他可能的工作。
He’s getting older now, so he needs to think about what will happen if he doesn’t end up a
九岁的时候,当我看恐怖电影时,她说这会让我做噩梦
But I shouted back angrily, “I should be allowed to watch it! I’m not a baby!”
但是我愤怒地吼道,“应该允许我看这个!我不再是一个孩子了!”
When I was a teen going out with riends, she said, “Please be back by ten!”

Unit 7 The Shelter课文翻译大学英语三资料讲解

U n i t7T h eS h e l t e r课文翻译大学英语三Unit 7 The ShelterRod SerlingSeveral neighbors hope to find safety in the only bomb shelter on their street when an announcement comes over the radio that enemy missiles are approaching. Can it shelter all of them? Does its owner let them in?Here is the story……SYNOPSIS OF ACT ONE: On a summer evening, a birthday celebration is going on at Dr. Stockton's. Among those present are his neighbors: the Hendersons, the weiss's and the Harlowes. In the midst of it comes unexpectedly over the radio the announcement of the President of the United States declaring a state of emergency of for suspected enemy missiles approaching. The party breaks up and the neighbors hurry home. However, shortly afterwards they return one after another to the stockton house for the simple reason that they want to survive —— want to share with the Stocktons the bomb shelter which is the only one on their street.ACT TWO(abridged)OUTSIDE STOCKTON HOMEHENDERSON: It'll land any minute. I just know it. It's going to land any minute——MRS. HENDERSON: (grabs hold of him) What are we going to do?Throughout above and following dialogue, a portable radio carried by one of the children carries the following announcement:ANNOUNCER'S VOICE: This is Conelrad. This is Conelrad. We are still in a state of Yellow Alert. If you are a public official or government employee with an emergency assignment, or a civil defense worker, you should report to your post immediately. If you are a public official or governmen t employee……MRS. HARLOWE: Jerry, ask again.HARLOWE: Don't waste you time. He won't let anyone in. He said he didn't have any room or supplies there and it's designed for three people.MRS.HENDERSON: What'll we do?HARLOWE: Maybe we ought to pick out just one basement and go to work on it. Poll all our stuff. Food, water, everything.MRS.HARLOWE: It isn't fair. (she points toward Stockton house) He's down there in a bomb shelter completely safe. And our kids have to just wait around for a bomb to drop and ——HENDERSON: Let's just go down into his basement and break down the door?A chorus of voices greet this with assent.As HENDERSON rushes through toward the basement entrance, HARLOWE overtakes him saying:HARLOWE: Wait a minute, wait a minute. All of us couldn't fit in there. That would be crazy to even try.WEISS: Why don't we draw lots? Pick out one family?HARLOWE: What difference would it make? He won't let us in. HENDERSON: We can all march down there and tell him he's got the whole street against him. We could do that.HARLOWE: What good would that do? I keep telling you. Even if we were to break down the door, it couldn't accommodate all of us. We'd just be killing everybody and for no reason.MRS. HENDERSON: If it saves even one of these kids out here——I call that a reason.The voice comes up again.WEISS: Jerry, you know him better than nay of us. You're his best friend. Why don't you go down again? Try to talk to him. Pleased with him. Tell him topick out one family —— Draw lots or something ——HENDERSON: One family, meaning yours, Weiss, huh?WEISS: (whirls around to him) Why not? I've got a three-month-old infant——MRS. HENDERSON: What difference does that make? Is your baby's life any more precious than our kids?WEISS: (shouting at her) I never said that. If you're going to start trying to argue about who deserves to live more than the next one ——HENDERSON: Why don't you shut your mouth, Weiss? (with a wild, illogical anger) That's the way it is when the foreigners come over here. Aggressive, greedy, semi-Americans——WEISS: (his face goes white) Why you garbage-brained idiot you——MRS. HENDERSON: It still goes, Weiss! I bet you're at the bottom of the list——WEISS suddenly flings himself through the crowd toward the man and there's a brief, hand-to-hand fight between them broken up by HARLOWE who stands between them breathless.HARLOWE: Keep it up, both of you. Just keep it up. We won't need a bomb. We can slaughter each other.MRS.WEISS: (pleading) Marty, go down to Bill's shelter again. Ask him ——WEISS: I've already asked him. It wouldn't do any good.One again the siren sounds and the people seem to move closer together, staring up toward the night sky. Off in the distance we see searchlights.HARLOWE: Searchlights. It must be coming closer.HENDERSON: (as he suddenly pushes HARLOWE aside and heads for the steps) I'm going down there and get him to open up that door. I don't care what the rest of you think. That's the only thing left to do.MAN # 1: He's right. Come on, let's do it.INSIDE THE SHELTERGRACE is holding tight to PAUL. STOCKTON stands close to the door listening to the noises from outside as they approach. There's a pounding on the shelter door that reverberates.OUTSIDE THE SHELTERHENDERSON: Bill? Bill Stockton? You've got a bunch of your neighbors out here who want to stay alive. Now you can open the door and talk to us andfigure out with us how many can come in there. Or else you can just keep doing what you're doing —— and we'll fight our way in there.HARLOWE appears and pushes his way through the group and goes over to the shelter door.HARLOWE: Bill. This is Jerry. They mean business out here.STOCKTON'S VOICE: And I mean business in here. I've already told you, Jerry. You're wasting you time. You're wasting precious time that could be use for something else……like figuring out how you can survive.NAM # 1: Why don't we get a big, heavy log to break the door down? HENDERSON: We could go over to Bennett Avenue. Phil Kline has some giant logs in his basement. I've seen them. Let's get one. And we'll just tell Kline to keep his mouth shut as to why we want it.WEISS: Let's get hold of ourselves. Let's stop and think for a minute——HENDERSON: (turning to face WEISS) Nobody cares what you think. You or your kind. I thought I made that clear upstairs. I think the first order of business is to get you out of here.With this he strikes out, smashing his fist into WEISS's face in a blow so unexpected and so wild that WEISS, totally unprepared, is knocked against the wall. His wife screams and, still holding the baby, rushes to him. There's a commotion as several men try to grab the neighbor and HARLOWE is immediately at WEISS's side trying to help him to his feet. Once again the sirens blast.HENDERSON: (should over the noise and commotion) Come on, let's get something to smash this door down.They start out of cellar toward the steps.INSIDE THE SHELTERSTOCKTON slowly turns to face his wife. The angry screaming cries of the people ring in their ears even as they depart.GRACE (looks up) Bill? Who were those people?STOCKTON (turning to stare toward the door) "Those people?" Those are our neighbors, Grace. Our friends. The people we've lived with and alongside for twenty years. (then in a different fixed expression and in a different tone) Come on. Paul. Let's put stuff up against this door. Everything we can.The man and boy then start to pile up a barricade, using furniture, the generator, books, any movable object they can get their hands on.OUTSIDE OF THE SHELTERThe mob marches down the street carrying a large heavy log that is perhaps fifteen feet long. Their own shouts mix with the sound of the intermittent siren and with the voice of the announcer on the Conelrad station.ANNOUNCER'S VOICE: We've been asked to once again remind the population that they are to remain calm, stay off the streets. This is urgent. Please remain off the streets. Everything possible is being done in the way of protection. But the military and important civil defense vehicles must have the streets clear. So you're once again reminded to remain off the streets. Remain off the streets!The minute the mob gathers before the STOCKTON house, they smash into it, carrying the giant log. They move down the cellar steps. As the log smashes into the shelter door, the siren goes up louder and more piercing and it is at this moment that we see both WEISS and HARLOW join the men on the heavy log to lend their support to it.INSIDE THE SHELTERSTOCKTON and Paul lean against it as it starts to give under the weight, under the pressure. The air is filled with angry shouts, the intermittent siren, the cries of women and children.INSIDE AND OUTSIDE OF THE SHELTERAnd it all reaches one vast pitch just as the door is forced open. PAUL and STOCKTON are pushed back into the shelter and just at this moment the lightgo on in the basement. The siren also reaches its top and then suddenly goes off and there is absolute dead silence for a long moment. Then from the portable radio in the corner comesANNOUNCER'S VOICE: This is Conelrad. This is Conelrad. Remain turned for an important message. Remain tuned for an important message. (a pause) The President of the United States has just announced that the previously unidentified objects have now been definitely identified as being satellites. Repeat. There are no enemy missiles approaching. Repeat, there are no enemy missiles approaching. The objects have been identified as satellites. They are harmless and we are in no danger. Repeat. We are in no danger. The state of emergency has officially been called off. We are in no danger. Repeat. There is no enemy attack. There is no enemy attack.MRS.WEISS: (her eyes closed and crying softly) Thank God. Oh, thank God. WEISS: (in a whisper, his face bruised and blood clotted) Amen to that. HENDERSON: Hey, Marty …… Marty ……I went crazy. You understand that, don't you? I just went crazy. I didn't mean all the things I said. (he wets his lips, his voice shaking) We were all of us …… we were so scared ……so confuse. (he holds out his hands in a gesture) Well, it's no wonder really, is it? I mean…… well, you can understand why we blew our tops a little ——There's a murmur of voices, a few half-hearted nods, but they're all still in a state of shock.HARLOWE: I don't think Marty's going to hold it against you. (then turning to STOCKTON) I just hope Bill won't hold this —— (he points to the wreckage around him) against us. We'll pay for the damage, Bill. We'll take up a collection right away.As STOCKTON walks past them across the cellar and up toward the stairs, all eyes are on him and there's an absolute dead silence.WEISS: (his voice shaky and nervous) We could …… we could have a block party or something tomorrow night. A big celebration. I think we deserve one now.He looks around smiling at the others, a nervous smiles born of a carry-over of fear and the realization that something has taken hold of all of them now. Something deadening in its effect and disquieting beyond words. STOCKTON takes a step up on the stairs then stops and turns back toward them. His face is expressionless.HARLOWE: (with phony laughter desperately trying to relieve situation) Block party's not a bad idea. (looking around at the others) Anything to get back to normal.STOCKTON: (looks from face to face and slowly shakes his head) Normal? (a pause) I don't know. I don't know what "normal" is. I thought I did, but I don't any more.HARLOWE: I told you we'd pay for the damages——STOCKTON: (stares at him) The damages? (he nods) I wonder if we realize just what those damages are? (he looks from face to face again) Maybe the worst of them was finding out just what we're like when we're normal. The kind of people we are. Just underneath the surface. I mean all of us. A lot of naked animals who attach such great importance to staying alive that they claw their neighbors to death just for the privilege. (he leans against the stairway wall, suddenly desperately tired, very softly as he turns away from them) We were spared a bomb tonight……but I wonder if we wer en't destroyed even without it.He continues up the steps.防空洞第一幕的内容提要：某个夏夜，斯道克顿家正在举行生日庆祝会。

课文翻译unit7,8

课文翻译unit7,8名家热当名家是名利双收的好事，一点不假!没有几个物种会像名家那样树敌众多。

学者妒忌他们的名利双收。

记者反感他们的盛气凌人。

人人痛恨他们的志在必得，从学术地位的把持到媒体上的频频曝光，一个都不放过。

所以对于我们外人来说倒是有热闹可看了。

剽窃，说谎，招摇撞骗，几乎每周都能看到这个或那个专家名流身败名裂，一败涂地。

斯蒂芬·安布罗斯是美国非常得宠的历史学家。

他创作畅销小说速度飞快，让读者目不暇接。

他不仅是好莱坞大片的创作源泉，更因写下艾森豪威尔和尼克松的最佳总统传记而广受赞誉。

不料，现如今却曝出他的五部作品过度地“借鉴”了其它历史学家的专著。

(对此他解释说“我又不是在写博士论丈”，那是自然喽，靠别人的作品是不可能获得博士学位的。

)现在安布罗斯想必可以略松口气了，因为舆论已将焦点对准另一位剪贴高手多丽斯·卡恩斯’古德温。

她是美国电视节目的常客，对于诸如林顿·约翰逊或者亚伯拉罕．林肯等人的奇闻轶事总能侃侃而谈(前者与她熟识，而后者将是其下一部巨著的主角)。

但她对剽窃指控的处理可能比指控本身更糟糕。

上个世纪八十年代末，她用钱打发了一名被剽窃的作者让其保持沉默。

如今在解释自己抄袭举动时，她申辩道当初不得不依赖手抄笔记，很多历史学家都亦如此，只是并未引起轩然大波而已。

令人不解的是，本科生犯了同样的错误会被逐出校园，而古德温却仍是哈佛大学的校董会成员之一。

来看看另类的剽窃者吧。

对名家的其他指控也轰然而至。

罪名一，满口谎言。

约瑟夫．艾利斯，创作的有关美国开国元勋的著作堪称一流。

他曾对学生声称打过越战，然而实际上他“浴血奋战”的地方不过是学校的图书馆。

罪名二，道貌岸然。

保罗·克鲁格曼是普林斯顿大学的经济学教授，在纽约时报的专栏中猛烈抨击布什政府与安然公司相互结，这位“无畏”的教授却同时笑纳了能源公司的贿赂$37，500。

罪名三，欺世盗名。

咄咄逼人的哈佛校长劳伦斯·萨默斯和黑人问题研究专家康奈尔·韦斯特之间争论不休，使得人们注意到后者的最新研究成果不过是饶舌音乐、宗教辞汇以及后现代结构主义晦涩言语的大杂烩。

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别再使唤我简介：从文章的标题中我们可以看出Stacey Wilkins的愤怒。

如同许多在美国的学生一样，她在一家餐馆当服务员以此来偿还学生贷款。

在这篇文章中，她将告诉我们，是什么人和什么事件使得她如此气愤。

我刚刚坐了一个半小时等待某乡村网球俱乐部的家伙们吃完他们的披萨。

他们是在餐厅关闭15分钟之后来的,因为他们不想削减他们网球比赛的时间,餐厅所有者同意了他们的请求并把烤箱重新打开给他们做披萨,可是厨师早就回家了。

在我给他们解释餐厅已经关闭后，这些顾客对于要求我服务丝毫没有觉得不妥，他们毫无顾忌地在那里坐着详细讲述他们网球比赛的精彩部分，直到11点（餐厅9点半就关门了），更重要的是，他们毫无顾忌地让我成为了他们网球后的残忍小比赛的受害者。

骚扰可怜的服务生多么好玩啊！“天哪，在这里像这样坐着简直太棒了。

”一个男人说道，在没有得到任何回复后，他继续说道：“服务员，我猜你想让我们离开。

”我已经快要在怒气之中爆发了，“我不准备回答你的评论。

”我说着，然后走开。

他准备开始一场战斗，红旗已经在飘扬。

这个男人走近我，问我要甜点。

作为一个老顾客，他之前从没要过甜点。

你知道的，这是90年代所谓的“低脂”潮流。

但那晚他享受这样的权利，他觉得自己很强大，而我觉得自己被侵犯了。

接受了3美元20美分之后，我回家了。

他们的小费是我为这场精神强奸付出的代价。

开车时，眼泪从我的脸上滑落，我为什么在哭？我之前也被骚扰过，10年的服务员生涯本应该让我对这种情况变得无动于衷，但，这是一个转折点：十年侮辱的最终结果。

我现在处于一个爆发点上，我不能忍受作为一个公众的情绪发泄包，人们似乎认为侮辱服务员是被包含在餐费里的，所有的正派和礼貌都放在了挂在门上的外套里。

他们认为自己的地位远高于我的，他们是国王，而我是农夫。

我宁愿他们成为农夫。

在美国，我是餐厅义务服务的极力倡导者。

连干两班活将是对压迫者的最好的教训，让他们上酒菜，让他们打扫在孩子玩耍后的战场，以及让他们在某个10个人的聚会占了他们的桌子三个小时后只给了一点点小费而变得沮丧。

译林版七年级上册英语Unit7Shopping第80页部分课文翻译

译林版七年级上册英语Unit7Shopping第80页部分课文翻译译林版七年级上册英语Unit7 Shopping 第80页部分课文翻译1 There's a new mall down the street. Do you like shopping, Eddie?沿着这条街有一个新的大型购物中心。

你喜欢购物吗，埃迪？No. I hate it. 不。

我讨厌它。

2 Well, I'd like to go shopping, but I don't have any money. 哦，我想去购物但是我没有钱。

All right. Here's my wallet.好吧。

给你我的钱包。

3 Thank you, Eddie, but please come with me!谢谢你，埃迪，但是请和我一起来吧！Why? You have money now. 为什么？你现在有钱了。

4 I need you to carry all the bags. 我需要你提所有的袋子。

Where do you go shopping?你去哪里购物？The Class 1, Grade 7 students are talking about shopping.七年一班的同学正在谈论购物。

Task: Write about a shopping mall.任务：写一个大型购物中心。

A 部分翻译Shops商店There are many different shops at Sunshine Shopping Mall. Help Millie write the correct names of the shops under the pictures.在阳光购物中心有许多不同的商店。

帮助米莉在图片下面写出正确的商店名字。

bookshop书店clothes shop服装店flower shop花店gift shop 礼品商店shoe shop鞋店sports shop运动商店supermarket超市toy shop玩具商店B 部分翻译Talking about presents谈论礼物Daniel wants to buy a Christmas present for Simon. He is asking Millie for help. Work in pairs and talk about what present to buy for "our friend. Use the conversation below as a model.丹尼尔想给西蒙买一份圣诞礼物。

Unit7课文翻译

Unit7课文翻译课文ASurviving an economic crisis经济危机中求生存1.许许多多的人正经历的这场经济萧条发端于美国。

对抵押贷款监管不力，致使当时的风险评估远低于现在的最终结果。

由于大量的房产所有人无法偿还贷款，负责监管的公司、放贷的公司（以及其子公司及股份持有者）都损失了大笔的金钱。

这些巨额亏损的后果很快就影响到美国就业市场，造成下岗或解雇。

经济复兴迟迟不来。

许多人几个月来都是苦苦挣扎，正如下面故事中的主人公那样。

2.苏•约翰逊有好几个月都未付房租了，面临着被逐出的境地，她把能塞进她的那辆双门轿车的东西都打包收拾好，离城而去。

3.她最后在一家汽车旅馆落脚，交付了260美元的定金，这还是她设法从朋友那儿以及卖掉家具后凑齐的，是苏在失业救济金被终止后所有的余钱。

她面临流浪生活，这在以前是难以想象的，而她不久以前都还在大都市里一家公司供职，并就读于商学院研究生班。

4.苏明白自己最终很可能以车为家。

她如今已成为倒霉的失业群体中的一份子，他们自称“99周人”，因为他们已经领完至多9周的失业保险救济金。

5.根据劳动统计局的数据，长期失业率已达到创纪录的水平。

些许的失业救济金对那些失去工作的人来说可是救命钱，这使他们不至于形貌落魄，无立锥之地；不至于无钱加油，缴不起电费话费。

6.一旦收不到失业救济支票，哪怕是像苏这样曾经贵为技术公司客服经理的人，也会日益跌入经济窘迫的深渊；原有工薪阶层或中产阶级的最后一抹荣光也已消逝不在，所有人都前途未卜。

7.当苏收到最后一笔失业救济支票时，阵阵悲凉涌上心头。

由于没有收入进账，苏的活期账户余额转为负值。

汽车行将被收回！而且信贷公司不断骚扰，催还车贷，让她成天压力倍增。

每天，苏就像乒乓球一样在信心和绝望之间起落不定。

8.生活境遇真是令人痛心地一落千丈！想想仅在短短的一年半之前，苏在原有工作岗位上可挣到56，00美元的年薪，可在像墨西哥、加勒比那样的地方度假，还就读于名校商学院。

国学经典《论语》第七章述而篇及译文

国学经典《论语》第七章述而篇及译文国学经典《论语》第七章述而篇及译文《论语》（lún yǔ），是春秋时期思想家、教育家孔子的弟子及再传弟子记录孔子及其弟子言行而编成的语录文集，成书于战国前期，接下来就由店铺带来国学经典《论语》第七章述而篇及译文，希望对你有所帮助！原文子曰：“述而不作，信而好古，窃比于我老彭。

”子曰：“默而识之，学而不厌，诲人不倦，何有于我哉?”子曰：“德之不修，学之不讲，闻义不能徙，不善不能改，是吾忧也。

”子之燕居，申申如也，夭夭如也。

子曰：“甚矣吾衰也!久矣吾不复梦见周公。

”子曰：“志于道，据于德，依于仁，游于艺。

”子曰：“自行束修以上，吾未尝无诲焉。

”子曰：“不愤不启，不悱不发，举一隅不以三隅反，则不复也。

”子食于有丧者之侧，未尝饱也。

子于是日哭，则不歌。

子谓颜渊曰：“用之则行，舍之则藏，惟我与尔有是夫!”子路曰：“子行三军，则谁与?”子曰：“暴虎冯河，死而无悔者，吾不与也。

必也临事而惧，好谋而成者也。

”子曰：“富而可求也，虽执鞭之士，吾亦为之。

如不可求，从吾所好。

”子之所慎：齐，战，疾。

子在齐闻《韶》，三月不知肉味，曰：“不图为乐之至于斯也。

”冉有曰：“夫子为卫君乎?”子贡曰：“诺，吾将问之。

”入，曰：“伯夷、叔齐何人也?”曰：“古之贤人也。

”曰：“怨乎?”曰：“求仁而得仁，又何怨?”出，曰：“夫子不为也。

”子曰：“饭疏食饮水，曲肱而枕之，乐亦在其中矣。

不义而富且贵，于我如浮云。

”子曰：“加我数年，五十以学《易》，可以无大过矣。

”子所雅言，《诗》、《书》、执礼，皆雅言也。

叶公问孔子于子路，子路不对。

子曰：“女奚不曰：其为人也，发愤忘食，乐以忘忧，不知老之将至云尔。

”子曰：“我非生而知之者，好古，敏以求之者也。

”子不语怪、力、乱、神。

子曰：“三人行，必有我师焉。

择其善者而从之，其不善者而改之。

”子曰：“天生德于予，桓魋其如予何?”子曰：“二三子以我为隐乎?吾无隐乎尔!吾无行而不与二三子者，是丘也。

Unit7TheMonster课文翻译综合优质教程四.docx

Unit7TheMonster课文翻译综合优质教程四.docx最新资料欢迎阅读Unit 7 The Monster课文翻译综合教程四Unit 7The MonsterDeems Taylor1 He was an undersized little man, with a head too big for his body ―a sickly little man. His nerves were bad. He had skin trouble. It was agonyfor him to wear anything next to his skin coarser than silk. And he haddelusions of grandeur.2 He was a monster of conceit. Never for one minute did he look atthe world or at people, except in relation to himself. He believed himselfto be one of the greatest dramatists in the world, one of the greatestthinkers, and one of the greatest composers. To hear him talk, he wasShakespeare, and Beethoven, and Plato, rolled into one. He was one of themost exhausting conversationalists that ever lived. Sometimes he wasbrilliant;sometimes he was maddeningly tiresome. But whether he was being brilliant or dull, he had one sole topic of conversation: himself. Whathe thought and what he did.3 He had a mania for being in the right. The slightest hint ofdisagreement, from anyone, on the most trivial point, was enough to sethim off on a harangue that might last for hours, in which he proved himselfright in so many ways, and with such exhausting volubility, that in theend his hearer, stunned and deafened, would agree with him,for the sakeof peace.4 It never occurred to him that he and his doing were not of the mostintense and fascinating interest to anyone with whomhe came in contact.He had theories about almost any subject under the sun,includingvegetarianism, the drama, politics, and music; and in support of thesetheories he wrote pamphlets, letters,books ... thousands upon thousandsof words,hundreds and hundreds of pages. He not only wrote these things, and published them ― usually at somebodyelse ’s expense ― but he would sit and read them aloud, for hours, to his friends, and his family.5 He had the emotional stability of a six-year-old child.Whenhe felt out of sorts, he would rave and stamp, or sink into suicidal gloom andtalk darkly of going to the East to end his days as a Buddhist monk. Tenminutes later, when something pleased him he would rushout of doors and run around the garden, or jump up and down off the sofa, or stand on hishead. He could be grief-stricken over the death of a pet dog, and couldbe callous and heartless to a degree that would have madea Romanemperor shudder.6 He was almost innocent of any sense of responsibility. He wasconvinced that the world owed him a living. In support of this belief,he borrowed money from everybody who was good for a loan― men, women, friends, or strangers. He wrote begging letters by the score, sometimesgroveling without shame,at others loftily offering his intended benefactor the privilege of contributing to his support, and being mortally offended if the recipient declined the honor.7 What money he could lay his hand on he spent like an Indian rajah.No one will ever know― certainly he never knows― how much money he owed. We do know that his greatest benefactor gave him $6,000 to pay themost pressing of his debts in one city, and a year later had to give him$16,000 to enable him to live in another city without being thrown intojail for debt.8 He was equally unscrupulous in other ways. An endless processionof women marched through his life. His first wife spent twenty yearsenduring and forgiving his infidelities.His second wife had been the wife of his most devoted friend and admirer, from whom he stole her. And evenwhile he was trying to persuade her to leave her first husband he waswriting to a friend to inquire whether he could suggest some wealthywoman― any wealthy woman ― whom he could marry for her money.9 He had a genius for making enemies. He would insult a man whodisagreed with him about the weather.He would pull endless wires in order to meet some man who admired his work and was able and anxious to be ofuse to him ― and would proceed to make a mortal enemy of him with someidiotic and wholly uncalled-for exhibition of arrogance and bad manners.A character in one of his operas was a caricature of one of the mostpowerful music critics of his day. Not content with burlesquing him, heinvited the critic to his house and read him the libretto aloud in frontof his friends.10The nameof this monster was Richard Wagner. Everything I have said about him you can find on record― in newspapers,in police reports, in the testimony of people who knew him, in his own letters,between the lines of his autobiography.And the curio us thing about this record is that it doesn’t matter in theleast.11Because this undersized,sickly,disagreeable,fascinating little man was right all the time, the joke was on us. He was one of the world’s greatest dramatists; he was a great thinker; he was one of the moststupendous musical geniuses that,up to now, the world has ever seen. The world did owe him a living.What if he did talk about himself all the time? If he talked about himself for twenty-four hours every day for the spanof his life he would not have uttered half the number of words that other men have spoken and written about him since his death.12Whenyou consider what he wrote― thirteen operas and music dramas, eleven of them still holding the stage,eight of them unquestionably worth ran king amongthe world ’s great musico-dramatic masterpieces― when you listen to what he wrote,the debts and heartaches that people had to endure from him don ’ t seem much of a price.13 What if he was faithless to his friends and to his wives? He hadone mistress to whom he was faithful to the day of his death: Music. Notfor a single moment did he ever compromise with what he believed, withwhat he dreamed. There is not a line of his music that could have beenconceived by a little mind. Even when he is dull, or downright bad, heis dull in the grand manner. Listening to his music, one does not forgive him for what he may or maynot have been. It is not amatter of forgiveness.It is a matter of being dumbwith wonder that his poor brain and body didn ’t burst under the torment of the demonof creative energy that lived inside him, struggling, clawing, scratching to be released; tearing, shriekingat him to write the music that was in him. The miracle is that what hedid in the little space of seventy years could have been done at all, evenby a great genius. Is it any wonder he had no time to be a man?畸人迪姆斯·泰勒1他是个大头小身体、病怏怏的矬子；成日神经兮兮，皮肤也有毛病。

外教社大学英语精读第三册unit7原文+翻译+课后翻译

1RT SYNOPSIS OF ACT ONE: On a summer evening, a birthday celebration is going on at Dr. Stockton's. Among those present are his neighbors: the Hendersons, the Weiss's and the Harlowes. In the midst of it comes unexpectedly over the radio the announcement of the President of the United States declaring a state of emergency for suspected enemy missiles approaching. The party breaks up and the neighbors hurry home.防空洞罗德·塞林第一幕内容提要：某个夏夜，斯道克顿家在庆祝生日。

来宾中有他的邻居：享德森一家、韦斯一家，还有哈洛一家。

正当宴会进行时，收音机里出乎意料地传来了美国总统的公告，因怀疑敌方导弹飞近，宣布全国处于紧急状态。

宴会就此结束，邻居们急匆匆赶回家去。

close2RT However, shortly afterwards they return one after another to the Stockton house for the simple reason that they want to survive —want to share with the Stocktons the bomb shelter which is the only one on their street.然而，过不多久他们又一个个回到了斯道克顿家。

原因十分简单，那就是他们想活下去——想分享斯道克顿家的防空洞。