1、the cat and the owlstoryteller: a cat is standing on a wall under a tree. he is looking up. an owl is sitting in the tree. she is looking down from there. they look and look at each other. then they begin to talk.owl: hello! who are you?cat: hi! who rare you?owl: you look like me. cat: you look like

2、 me! owl cat: oh, yes! we look like each other!owl: what can you do, sir? cat: i can see in the dark. owl: me too. and i can catch mouse. can you?cat: sure! can you say mew, mew?owl: mo, i cant. but i can fly. can you fly?cat: no, i cant. but i can run. what are you then?owl: i am an owl. and you?ca

3、t: im a cat.owl: glad to meet you! cat: nice to meet you!the hare and the tortoiseh: good morning, mr. tortoise.t: oh, its you, mr. hare. good morning!h: what are you doing?t: im running.h: running? ha ha ha!can you run? your legs are too short!t: of course i can.h: my legs are long. i can run faste

4、r than you.t: dont be so sure.h: well then. lets run to the tall tree over there. lets see who can get there first.t: all right. ready? go!storyteller: tortoise goes very slowly. but mr. hare runs very fast. soon he comes to a small tree.h: where is mr. tortoise? aha! there he is. hes far behind me.

5、 how slow he is! mmm, its so hot! here is a tree. ill have a short sleep first.t: oh, hi is sleeping under the tree there. but i cant stop. i must go on.h: ah! what a nice sleep! let me go on. oh, wheres mr. tortoise? where is he now? i must hurry.storyteller: soon he runs toon the first of april, i

6、t may be a good idea to look the other way if you see a purse lying on the sidewalk. chances are it will be empty and you will be called an april fool for picking it up. in france, april first is called the day of april fish. children may receive a gift of chocolate fish for their tricks. india cele

7、brates its spring festival of holi, ending toward the end of march, in which tricks and pranks also play a part.在四月一號這天，如果你看見路邊有一個錢包，這時你一定要換種思維方式。很有可能它是空的，如果你撿了它，你會被叫著愚人。在法國，愚人節(jié)也叫 april fish。孩子們可以得到一塊魚行巧克力。印地安人通常在三月末結(jié)束他們的春節(jié)，這期間，捉弄他人也是重要地一部分。a boy with a mission-by indra sharma 一個男孩的心愿 in 1945, a 12-

8、year-old boy saw something in a shop window that se t his heart racing. but the price - five dollars - was far beyond reuben earles means. five dollars would buy almost a weeks groceries for his family. reuben couldnt ask his father for the money. mark earle made through fishing in bay roberts, newf

9、oundland, canada. reubens mother, dora, stretched like elastic to feed clothe their five children. nevertheless, he opened the shops weathered door and went inside. standing prou d and straight in his floursack shirt and washed-out trousers, he told the shop keeper what he wanted, adding, “but i don

10、t have the money right now. can you p lease hold it for me for some time?” “ill try,” the shopkeeper smiled. “folks around here dont usually have that kind of money to spend on things. it should keep for a while.” reuben respectfully touched his worn cap and walked out into the sunlight with t he ba

11、y rippling in a freshening wind. there was purpose in his loping stride. he would raise the five dollars and not tell anybody. hearning the sound of hammering from a side street, reuben had an idea. he ran towards the sound and stopped at a construction site. people built their own homes in bay robe

12、rts, using nails purchased in hessian sacks from a local fa ctory. sometimes the sacks were discarded in the flurry of building, and reuben knew he could sell them back to the factory for five cents a piece. that day he found two sacks which he took to the rambling wooden factory and sol d to the ma

13、n in charge of packing nails. the boys hand tightly clutched the five-cent pieces as he ran the two kilometr es home. near his house stood the ancient barn that housed the familys goats and chicken s. reuben found a rusty bakingsoda tin and dropped his coins inside. then he c limbed into the loft of

14、 the bam and hid the tin beneath a pile of sweetsmellin g hay. it was dinner time when reuben got home. his father sat at the big kitchen table , working on a fishing net. dora was at the kitchen stove, ready to serve dinner as reuben took his place at the table. he looked at his mother and smiled.

15、sunlight from the window gilded her shoulder-length blonde hair. slim and beautiful, she was the centre of the home, the gl ue that held it together. her chores were never-ending. sewing clothes for her family on the old singer t readle machine, cooking meals and baking bread, planting and tending a

16、 vegetable garden, milking the goats and scrubbing soiled clothes on a washboard. but she was happy. her family and their wellbeing were her highest priority. every day after chores and school, reuben scoured the town, collecting the hessi an nail bags. on the day the two-room school closed for the

17、summer, no student was more delighted than reuben. now he would have more time for his mission. all summer long, despite chores at home-weeding and watering the garden, cuttin g wood and fetching water - reuben kept to his secret task. then all too soon the garden was harvested, the vegetables canne

18、d and stored, an d the school reopened. soon the leaves fell and the winds blew cold and gusty fr om the bay. reuben wandered the streets, diligently searching for his bessian tr easures. often he was cold, tried and hungry, but the thought of the object in the shop w indow sustained him. sometimes

19、his mother would ask: “reuben, where were you? w e were to have dinner. “playing, mum. sorry.” dora would look at his face and shake her head. boys. finally spring burst into glorious green and reubens spirits erupted. the time had come! he ran into the barn, climbed to the hayloft and uncovered the

20、 tin can . he poured the coins out and began to count. then he counted again. he needed 20 cents more. could there be any sacks left an ywhere in town? he had to find four and sell them before the day ended. reuben ran down water street. the shadows were lengthening when reuben arrived at the factor

21、y. the sack buyer was bout to lock up. “mister! please dont close up yet.” the man turned and saw reuben, dirty and sweat stained. “come back tomorrow, boy.” “please, mister. i have to sell the sacks now - please.” the man heard a tr emor in reubens voice and could tell he was close to tears. “why d

22、o you need this money so badly?” “its a secret.” the man took the sacks, reached into his pocket and put four coins in reubens h and. reuben murmured a thank you and ran home. then, clutching the tin can, he headed for the shop. “i have the money,” he solemnly told the owner. the man went to the win

23、dow and retrieved reubens treasure. he wiped the dust off and gently wrapped it in brown paper. then he placed the p arcel in reubens hands. racing home, reuben burst through the front door. his mother was scrubbing the k itchen stove. “here, mum! here!” reuben exclaimed as he ran to her side. he pl

24、 aced a small box in her workroughened band. she unwrapped it carefully, to save the paper. a blue-velvet jewel box appeared . dora lifted the lid, tears beginning to blur her vision. in gold lettering on a small, almond-shaped brooch was the word mother. it was mothers day, 1946. dora had never rec

25、eived such a gift; she had no finery except her wedding ring. speechless, she smiled radiantly and gathered her son into her arms.參考譯文1945年，12歲的男孩魯本在一家商店櫥窗里看到一樣令他動心的 東西，但那5美元的價錢遠遠超出了魯本厄爾的支付能力。5美元幾乎是他家里一星期飯食的開銷。 魯本不能向父親要錢。全家就靠父親馬克厄爾在加拿大紐芬蘭羅伯茨灣捕魚維持生計，母親多拉也終日為他們5個孩子的衣食操勞。 盡管如此，魯本還是推開了商店那扇久經(jīng)風雨的門走了進去。他穿著

26、面粉袋改做的襯衫和洗得褪了色的褲子，自豪地站得筆直，告訴店主他想要的東西，并說：“我現(xiàn)在還沒有錢買它 ，能請您為我留一段時間嗎?” “我盡量吧，”店主微笑著說道。“這兒的人一般不花錢買這種東西，一時半會兒賣不出去 ?！?魯本有禮貌地碰了碰他的破帽子，走出店外，沐浴在陽光下。清新的微風吹得羅伯茨灣的海 水泛起陣陣漣漪。魯本有所企盼地邁著大步。他要攢足那5美元，而且不告訴任何人。 聽到小街傳來的鐵錘聲，魯本有了主意。 他順著那聲音跑過去，來到一處建筑工地。羅伯茨灣的人喜歡自建房屋，用的釘了是從本地一家工廠買的，都裝在麻袋時。有時干活一忙亂，麻袋就被隨手丟棄了，而魯本知道工廠按 5分錢一個回收這種麻

27、袋。 那天，他找了兩條麻袋，拿到雜亂的木建筑構(gòu)件工廠，賣給了負責釘子裝袋的人。 那孩子緊緊地攥著那兩個5分的硬幣，跑了兩公里回家。 他家房子附近有個古老的谷倉，里面圈著山羊和上雞。魯本在那里找到一個生銹的小蘇打鐵罐，并把兩枚硬幣放了進去。然后，他爬上谷倉的閣樓，把錢罐藏在一堆散發(fā)出甜香味的干草下面。 晚飯時分，魯本跨進家門。父親正坐在廚房大飯桌旁擺弄漁網(wǎng)，母親多拉在廚房爐邊忙碌著 ，準備開飯。魯本就在桌旁坐下了。 他微笑地看著媽媽。窗戶透進的些許夕陽將她亞麻色的披肩長發(fā)染成了金色。修長、漂亮的母親是這個家的中心，是凝聚這個家所有成員的粘合劑。 母親的家務活永遠也沒個完。她要在那臺舊的勝家牌腳踏

28、縫紉機上為家人縫縫補補；要做飯和烤面包；要種草和照看菜園；要擠羊奶；還要用洗衣搓洗衣服?？赡赣H是快樂的，家人和他們的幸福在她心目中是最重要的。 每天放學，做完家務事后，魯本就在鎮(zhèn)上搜尋和收集裝釘子的麻袋。只有兩間教室的學校開 始放暑假那天，魯本比誰都高興。因為現(xiàn)在他有更多時間完成他的任務了。 整整一個夏天，魯本除了干家務給菜園鋤草、澆水、砍柴和打水外，始終為完成他那秘 密使命而不懈努力。 時間飛逝，轉(zhuǎn)眼菜園收獲季節(jié)來到，蔬菜裝罐腌制后儲藏起來，學校也重新開學了。不久， 樹葉紛紛飄零，海灣刮來陣陣寒風。魯本在街頭四處逛蕩，努力尋找著被他視為寶物的麻袋。 他經(jīng)常又冷又累又餓，但是一想到商店櫥窗里的

29、那件東西，他就能堅持下去。有時媽媽會問 ：“魯本，你上哪兒啦?我們等你吃晚飯呢!” “玩去啦，媽媽。對不起。” 多拉總會瞧著他的臉，無奈地搖搖頭，心想男孩究意是男孩。 春天終于來了，大地一下子變得一片綠油油，魯本的精神也隨之振奮起來。是時候了!他跑 到谷倉，爬上草垛，打開鐵罐，倒出所有硬幣清點起來。 他又數(shù)一遍，還差20美分。鎮(zhèn)上還會有丟棄的麻袋嗎?他必須在傍晚前找到4條去賣掉。 魯本沿著沃特街走著。 天色漸暗，影子越拉越長，魯本來到了工廠。收購麻袋的人正要鎖門。 “先生!請先不要關(guān)門?！蹦侨宿D(zhuǎn)過身來，看到了臟兮兮、汗涔涔的魯本。 “明天再來吧，孩子?！?“求您了，先生，我必須現(xiàn)在把麻袋賣掉求

30、您啦?！蹦侨寺牫隽唆敱韭曇糁械奈㈩?，知 道他快要哭了。 “你為什么這么急著要這點錢?” “這是個秘密?！?那人接過麻袋，手伸進口袋，掏出4個硬幣放在魯本手里。魯本輕聲說了聲“謝謝”就往回 跑。 之后，他緊緊抱住錢罐，直奔那商店。 “我有錢啦!”他一本正經(jīng)地告訴店主。 店主走向櫥窗，取出魯本夢寐以求的東西。 他撣去灰塵，用棕色厚紙把東西小心包好。然后，他把這個小包放在魯本手中。 魯本一路跑回家，沖進前門。媽媽正在廚房撩爐子?！扒?，媽媽!瞧!”魯本一邊跑向她一邊 大叫著。他把一個小盒子放在她因勞作而粗糙的手上。 為了省下那種包裝紙，她小心翼翼地把它拆開。一個藍色天鵝絨的首飾盒映入眼簾。多拉打 盒蓋

31、，淚水頓時模糊了雙眼。 在一個小巧的扁桃狀胸針上刻著金字：母親。 那是1946年的母親節(jié)。 多拉從未收到過這樣的禮物；除了結(jié)婚戒指外，她沒有別的飾物。她一時說不出話來，臉上 洋溢著喜色，笑著把兒子攬入杯中。6 at the zoo擴展資料第一課時擴展資料來自天津的劉孟紳小朋友非常喜歡學習英語,下面就是他自己編寫的兩首有關(guān)動物的rhymes, 我們一起來讀一讀吧: aa mouse has a big mouth.the mouse is on a horse.the horse is in a house.the house faces the south.ba fat cat is catching a big rat.the big rat is hiding under a mat.the mat is red and on the bed.the cat is hungry but cant find the rat.怎么樣,