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35The Lightof Morning
一、请根据两个提示句进行故事续写,词左右150Thirty-two yearsago,my babydaughter quietly tiptoed into my life on a warm August evening and then left asquickly asshe came,seeing the light ofonly onemorning.Angela wasnine hoursand oneminute old-but in my heart,shehad liveda lifetime.Shes an angel/9my mothersaid,trying tocomfort me.Shes in a better place Jmy friendknoweveryone triedtheir bestto makeme feelbetter,but themother inme wouldntaccept thosewell-meaning words.I didntwant anangel.And I didnt want her ina betterplace.I wantedher herein myarms whereshe belonged.I slowlybegan anunknown journeydown a long,painful pathtoward healing.At timesI walkedin theparks tolook(幸运for the peace.I wouldsit forhours onthe soft,green grassand run my fingers through patches of clover耳),looking forthe good-luck oneswith fourleaves.My first-born,Maria,was sevenyears oldat thistime andmy son,Christopher,four.When thenew schoolyearbegan,Maria enteredthird gradeand Christopherstarted kindergarten.I wasscared tothink ofbeing home alone withoutthem.So onthe firstday ofschool,I took my son by the hand to his kindergartenroom withhim.“Can Ihelp you”I askedhis teacher,noticing thatshe wastrying to do tenthings atonce.“Yes,she repliedwithouthesitation.I immediatelytook overthe taskof writingnames onnametags.I soonbecame aregular in the classroom-sharpening pencils,tying shoelaces....Sometimes I would read stories to the students at story time andfound myselfjumping headfirst into the bookright alongwith the children.I lovedbeing there.I hadfound ahome.One day,the principalof theschool offeredme anew position—a fifth-grade teacher.After retirementfrom myteaching,I thinkthese childrenactually bring“the light of morning”.
二、原版品读The Lightof MorningThirty-two yearsago,my babydaughter quietlytiptoed into my lifeon awarm Augustevening andthen leftasquickly asshe came,seeing the light ofonly onemorning.Angela wasnine hoursand oneminute old-but in my heart,shehad liveda lifetime.“Shes anangel Jmy mothersaid,trying tocomfort me.“Shes ina betterplace Jmy friendsaid.I knoweveryone triedtheir bestto makeme feelbetter,but themother inme wouldntaccept thosewell-meaningwords.I didntwantanangeL And Ididntwantherinabetterplace.I wantedher hereinmyarms whereshe belonged.I slowlybegan atough journeydown along,painful pathtoward healing.At timesI walkedin theparks tolook for(幸运草)thepeace.I wouldsit forhours onthe soft,green grassand runmy fingersthrough patchesof clover,lookingfor thegood-luck oneswith fourleaves.My first-born,Maria,was sevenyears oldat thistime andmy son,Christopher,four.When thenew schoolyearbegan,Maria enteredthird gradeand Christopherstarted kindergarten.I wasscared tothink ofbeing homealone withoutthem.So onthe firstday ofschool,I tookmy sonby thehand tohis kindergartenroom withhim.“Can Ihelp you”I askedhis teacher,noticing thatshe wastrying todo tenthings atonce.Yes Jshe repliedwithouthesitation.I immediatelytook overthe taskof writingnames onnametags.I soonbecame aregular intheclassroom-sharpening pencils,tying shoelaces....Sometimes I would readstories to the studentsat story time andfoundmyself jumping headfirst into the bookright alongwith thechildren.I lovedbeing there.I hadfound ahome.One day,the principalof theschool advisedme to become a fifth-grade teacher.After muchdeliberation.I acceptedtheposition.My dayswere filledwith lessonplans andclassroom exercises.It wasntlong beforeI knewthat Ihad madetheright decision.I lovedteaching.And Iloved learning.I learnedsomething newevery dayfrom my students.Fromtime totime,I would see alittle girlskipping acrossthe playgroundand suddenlyremember alittle girlwho tuggedat mysoulone warmsummer evening.My heartwould skipa beat.Then Iwould realizehow manychildren Ihad hadtheprivilege ofwatching growinto beautiful,amazing adultssince then.And myheart wasfull.Leaving myteaching daysbehind,I visitmy sonsclassroom asa childrensauthor.On myway toRoom23,1passclumps ofclover growingwild inpatches andrealize that its been32years sinceI walkedintomy sons kindergartenroomand readtohisclass atstorytime.I feelIve come full circle.As ateacher andwriter,I havefound comfortandbeauty inthe manystudents who have gracedmewith their presence throughoutthe years.These childrenhave beenmygreatest teachers.And Iam honoredto havebeen a part of their lives.My blessingscontinue toarrive dailyinthelight ofeverynew morning.I awakentothemiracle ofa brand-new day,welcoming thesurprises andpossibilities lifehas toofferme.And Iam atpeace.L Wordsfor understanding单词音标词性释义单词音标词性释义细想tiptoed[ti ptau]vi.踮着脚走deliberation[di,li boren.I Jn]治愈.拖heal[hi1]vt.tug[tAg]vi小块土地荣幸patch[paetj]n.privilege[pn volldj]n.犹豫丛hesitation n.clump[klA mp]n.L hezitei[n]名牌使荣耀nametags n.grace[grei s]Vt.[nei m,tae g]鞋带上帝的恩宠shoelace[f ulei s]n.blessing[blesi g]n.校长principal[pn nsopl]n.校长principal[pn nsopl]n.短语释义短语释义be scaredtodosth害怕做某事comefullcircle兜了一圈回到原处一头扎进平静下来jumpingheadfirstinto atpeacetake over接管III.Read toappreciate:Fill inthe blanksaccording toChinese translations.在一个温暖八月的晚上,我的小女孩踮着脚悄悄地走进我的生活,然后正如她来的时候那么匆忙,看到唯1——束早上的光ActionMy babydaughter my lifeonawarmAugusteveningandthenleftasquickly asshecame,seeing thelightofonly onemorning.我会在柔软的绿色草地上坐上几个小时,用手指翻找一片片的三叶草,寻找那些有四片叶子的幸运儿
2.Iwouldsit forhours onthe soft,green grassand_________________________________patchesofclover,lookingfor thegood-luck oneswith fourleaves.Action很快我就成了教室里的常客一削铅笔、系鞋带
3.一I soonbecame aregular inthe classroompencils,shoelaces....Action我会在讲故事的时候给学生讲故事,然后发现自己和孩子们一头扎进了书里
4.Iwouldreadstoriestothestudentsatstorytimeand_________________________________________the bookrightalong withthechildren.Action我慢慢开始了一段未知的旅程,沿着漫长而痛苦的康复之路
5.I slowlybegandown along,painful path.ThinkingIV.Language use1Application of the keywords:Fill inthe blanksaccording tothe Chinesesentences•他等女儿睡着后才蹑手蹑脚地悄悄走出房间1He waiteduntil hisdaughter wasasleep,then out of theroom.受伤的心需要很长时间才能愈合
2.A brokenheart takesalongtime to.,他一回到家,就迫不及待得一头扎进书里面3On arrivinghome,he the books.2Imitation ofthe scenes请描写妈妈陪儿子去学校参加家长开放日的场景Key:
一、读后续写One day,the principaloftheschool offeredmeanew position—afifth-grade teacher.Thinking twice,I eventuallyacceptedit.From thenon,mylifewas occupiedby everythingabout mylovely students,playing Legoswith them,seeingthem playinghouse andtelling storiesthat weagreed tochoose.With them,more thanoften Iwouldseemy littlegirlquietly tiptoeintomylife.Those merrymoments withthe littleangles didheal mybroken-heart.Also myinner selfwouldhave whisperedto methatitsmy honorto watchthem growinto amazingadults.After retirementfrom myteaching,I thinkthese childrenactually bringthelightof morning”.The daysofteaching arelike miraclesinmylife.I havefound comfortand courageto moveon frommystudentswhohavegraced mewiththeirpresenceand Iam honoredtobeapartof theirlives.Keeping themcompany,I havewalked outoftheshadowand awakentothemiracle ofa brand-new dayfull ofsurprises andpossibilities.My blessingscontinue toarrive dailyin
二、原作品读thelightof everynew morning.AndIam atpeace.164wordsIIL
1.quietlytiptoedinto
2.runmyfingersthrough
3.sharpening;tying
4.found myselfjumpingheadfirstinto
5.anunknown journey;toward healing.IV.
1.tiptoed quietly
2.heal
3.jumped headfirstinto2Imitation ofthe scenesItookmysonbythehandand walkedinto hisschool withhim.Unfortunately,we werelate.So myson hadtoquietly tiptoeinto the classroom.When myson seated,I walkedoutoftheclassroomand watchedhim secretlyby thewindow.No soonermysontook outthebookthan hejumped headfirstintothebook.。