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新版典范英语
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第一篇
Walrus Joins In
1
What will Walrus do?
Everyone
at
the
North
Pole
was
very
excited.
There
was
going
to
be
a
show
and
ANYONE
could be in it.
‘I will do skating,’ said Arctic Fox.
‘I’m good at that!’
‘I’ll do tumbling,’ said
Polar
Bear. ‘No one tumbles
quite like me!’
‘I’ll do singing,’ said Seal. ‘Everyone
says I have a very fine voice!’
‘Then I’ll do
diving,’ said Whale. ‘I won a prize for diving at
school, you know!’
They all looked at Walrus.
‘What will YOU do?’ they aske
d.
But Walrus was
not good at anything.
He wasn’t good at skating, and he
wasn’t good at tumbling.
He was terrible at singing,
and when he tried to dive, he always got water up
his nose.
He
sat and chewed his whiskers sadly.
‘Never mind,’ said Arctic
Fox. ‘You can watch us.’
Arctic Fox and Polar Bear
and Seal and Whale practised hard for the big
show.
Walrus
hid behind a snowdrift and watched, and chewed his
whiskers.
He wished he was good at
something.
2
The big night
At
last,
the
big
night
arrived.
Everyone
sat
down
and
waited
for
the
show
to
begin.
Walrus sat in the front row. He was
very excited.
Fox came onto the ice and bowed.
Everyone cheered.
Then Fox began to skate. Fox skated
forwards and backwards and sideways. She skated
in perfect circles and figures of
eight. She was elegant and amazing!
Walrus watched and he loved
what he saw. Fox made it all look so easy.
Walrus was sure
that if he really tried he could skate just like
Fox.
He
couldn’t stop himself. He just had to leap onto
the ice and join in with Fox. “I can
skate,” he cried. “Look at
me!”
But Walrus couldn’t skate at all. He
could only trip up and fall over.
He bumped into
Fox, and Fox went flat on her face. FLOMP!
Fox was very
upset. “Walrus has RUINED my act,” she
wailed.
Next, it was Polar Bear’s turn. He
rolled out across the ice like a big, white
snowball.
Everyone clapped wildly.
Then Polar Bear
began to tumble. He did jumps and spins and
somersaults, and stood
on his head.
Walrus watched
and he loved what he saw. Polar Bear made it all
look such fun. Walrus
was sure that
this time, if he really tried, he could tumble
just like Polar Bear.
All of a sudden, Walrus just couldn’t
stop himself, and he leaped onto the
ice.
“I can tumble too,” he cried. “Look at
me!”
But Walrus couldn’t tumble at all. He
could only trip up and fall over. He tripped up
Polar Bear, who came down with a
WALLOP!
Of
course, Polar Bear was pretty angry. “Walrus has
RUINED my act,” he wailed.
3
From bad to worse
It was
Seal’s
turn next. She gave Walrus a don’t
-you-
dare stare, and then she started to
sing:
“O, how many heart rejoices when I see
the Northern Lights.
My ear is filled with
voices sweetly singing in the night!”
Walrus
listened.
What
a
beautiful
song!
Surely
if
he
really
tried,
he
could
sing
as
beautifully as Seal? Oh, dear. Walrus
just couldn’t stop himself again.
“I know that
song,” he cried. “I can sing it too!”
He leaped up
and started singing along with Seal.
But
Walrus
couldn’t
sing!
He
sound
ed
terrible.
In
fact,
he
sounded
like
a
rusty
old
bucket.
Seal stopped
singing and burst into floods of tears.
“Walrus has
RUINED my song,” she wailed.
Wale was last.
He was pretty certain that Walrus could not ruin
his act.
Whale
leaped high out of the water. Then he fell back
with an enormous splash!
Walrus watched. He wished that he could
dive like that. His flippers began to twitch,
and his whiskers bristled with
excitement. He tried and tried his very best not
to join in.
But
then he had a brilliant idea.
“I’ll hold my nose when I
dive,” he thought. “Then the water won’t go up
it!”
Walrus just couldn’t stop himself. He
had to join in.
“Everybody, look at me!” he cried, as
he leaped into the water. “I can dive
too!”
But just at that moment, Whale was
getting ready to spout a big jet of water.
WHOOSH!
Whale spouted
Walrus high into the air!
Everyone was watching Walrus now. They
clapped and cheered as Walrus landed back
in the sea with a SPLOSH!
Whale
was
furious.
“You
are
a
meddling,
incompetent
BUFFOON!”
he
roared.
“You
have RUINED my act. Now GET OUT OF MY
SIGHT!”
Whale was pretty scary when he was
angry. Walrus turned tail and fled. He hid behind
a snowdrift, feeling sad and very
sorry.
4
The show will go on!
The show was over. Fox and
Polar Bear and Seal and Whale stood in a line,
blushing
and wishing that Walrus had
not ruined everything.
But everyone was cheering like mad.
“Well done,
Polar Bear, well done, Seal! Well done, Fox and
Whale!” they shouted. “But
where’s the
clown? Why isn’t he here? Where’s
Walrus?”
Behind is snowdrift, Walrus heard the
cheers. Were they really cheering for him, too?
Yes! They were!
He shuffled up
to Fox and Polar Bear and Seal And Whale.
“I’m very
sorry,” he said.
“So you should be,” said
Fox.
“At least everyone thought you were
part of the show,” said Polar Bear.
“I suppose,”
said Seal, “if Walrus was really part of our next
show, it couldn’t be any
worse.”
Walrus was overjoyed. “Me?”
he cried. “Truly? Can I be part of
the
show? Can I join in
next
time?”
“Yes,” said Whale. “It will
be
a
lot safer that way. You can be the clown. As long
as you do it properly.”
Walrus practiced hard and
became a very good clown indeed. Now he is so good
that
Fox, Polar Bear, Seal and Whale
are glad he is taking part.
Sometimes,
when
Walrus
is
clowning
around,
they
really
just
can’t
stop
themselves.
They have to
join in too!
2
第二篇
Noisy
Neighbours
1
Mr Flinch
In a grim, grey house in a grim, grey
town lived an unhappy man.
It was not his grey house that made Mr
Flinch unhappy. It was not that he was poor,
because he was not. Mr Flinch was a
miser. He never gave away a penny. ( He never gave
away a smile either. ) He was a mean
and miserable man.
Mr Flinch was miserable because of his
neighbours.
On
one side of Mr Flinch’s grim, grey house stood a
jolly red one. It belonged to Carl
Clutch who mended cars.
Carl loved cars
–
and motorbikes and vans
and lorries. Every morning, Mr Flinch woke
up
to
hear
hammers
banging,
spanners
clanging
and
engines
revving.
The
whole
street
shook with the noise.
On
the
other
side,
in
a
bright
blue
house,
lived
a
music
teacher
called
Poppy
Plink.
Each morning, Poppy
sat down and played grand tunes on her grand
piano. After breakfast,
her students
started to arrive.
Violins
screeched,
drums
thundered
and
bassoons
bellowed.
Mr
Flinch
shut
his
window, but the noise still came
through the wall. Brum
–
brum, tootle
–
toot, bang!
His
whole house shook and shivered.
He put his
fingers in his ears.
He rapped on the wall … but his
neighbours did not hear.
They were far too happy.
They were mending cars and making music, and they
loved
their work.
Brum
–
brum, tootle
–
toot, bang!
Mr Flinch rap rapped until
he made holes in his wallpaper. It did no good.
Mr Flinch
locked himself in a cupboard. He wound old towels
round his head.
He
wrote
angry
letters,
but
tore
them
all
up.
‘
Stamps
cost
far
too
much
money!’
he
said.
Even in bed, he
wore a hat to keep out the noise.
But the cars still revved
and the music still jangled.
Mr Flinch was the grey
filling in a noise sandwich.
‘This can’t go on,’ Flinch
thought to himself. He even shouted it out
loud:
2
Nasty Tricks
Mr Flinch went next door to
Carl’s house. Carl was mending cars. It was
ea
sy to sneak
into his
kitchen and put a dead rat in the fridge.
‘That will get
rid of him!’ said Flinch, and smiled a nasty
smile. ‘Nobody wants to live in
a house
with rats!’
At
midnight,
Mr
Flinch
climbed
on
to
his
roof
and
–
carefully,
carefully
–
crawled
across
the
tiles.
He
put
his
head
down
Poppy’s
chimney
and
gave
a
long,
loud,
‘Hooowooowoooo!’
‘That will get ride of
her,’ he said with a grim grin. ‘Nobody wants to
live in a house
with
ghosts!’
Then he climbed back into bed.