两分钟少儿英语故事-马戏团里的年轻巫师

两分钟少儿英语故事-马戏团里的年轻巫师S there was a beautiful young wizard in the circus and her usual tickets at the door, she slipped away to the audience after the performance started in the middle. She took a scissors for transparent, specifically to see program concent rates on the child’s eyelashes cut, into a black glass bottle. In the dead of night, she would shut himself in the workshop, modulation of various magical medicine: change of young, change the old medicine drugs, change, change of plant medicine, animal medicine and want to be what will become of what medicine. All her drugs can have a label, which only she can understand the symbols.One day, an eight-year-old girl wearing her mother’s false eyelashes to see a circus. Because she just cried, my mother is an actress, very busy, no time to take her, she used his own pocket money to buy tickets, follow students comes into play. Wizard or collect things she need as before. When the end of the show, the girl found herself on her eyes long long lashes become bald, very afraid, and careful attention to who is secretly cut it. She found the young wizard’s every move, finally followed her to the circus the background of the workshop. Wizards because there are other work to do, put the black glass bottle left, left the little girl alone in the room.Little girl black out things in a glass, did not find her false eyelashes (because bobbed lose some original shape). She unwilling, poured all the labels of all drugs, heap of became a small pile of on the table. When I s aw the clock is close to 9 o ‘clock in the evening, just suddenly think of time to go home, she did not pick up by a bottle on the desk, close the door of the room, went home quickly.In the middle of the night when the wizard exhaustion of land back to the workshop, she wanted to use young medicine bath. But she found that almost all the drugcomposite pile, unexpectedly wail aloud to weep aloud. The original drug blend to lose function, the circus tigers, lions, monkeys, sheep and dogs are using drugs. She is old, a 100 - year - old an hour.The next day, S circus mysteriously disappeared...Where the children had been looking forward to can see so great circus again?S马戏团里有一个年轻漂亮的巫师，她平时在门口售票，演出开始后她就溜到观众中间。

MaliangOnce upon a time there lived a boy named Maliang in a small village. He was a very good boy, but he lost his parents when he was eight. He was poor and his life was hard. But he wanted to learn painting and he never lost his heart.He didn’t have a paintbrush, so he practiced painting with a stick, he painted swimming fish on a rock, he painted birds on the ground. Everyday he tried so hard.Afterwards he had a paintbrush, it was magic. He painted a bird on the wall, then the bird flew away. He painted a fish,then the fish was real. Maliang was a good boy, he helped people with his magic paintbrush. There was an old woman, she didn’t have food. Maliang painted food, then the food was real. There were some poor children, they had no new clothes. Maliang painted new clothes for them.A bad man knew it. He was greedy and never helped people. He took Maliang’s paintebrush and painted gold. But it didn’t make gold, it made a snake. The bad man was angry,. The magic paintbrush din’t help him, it only helped Maliang. So he took Maliang away.“I want lots and lots of gold” said the bad man,“You paint it!”So Maliang painted a gold hill in the sea and a big ship for the bad man. The ship was real. Then the bad man went to sea in his ship. Maliang painted strong wind on the sea, there came a storm and the bad man didn’t come back. From then on, Maliang helped the poor villagers with his magic paintbrush and they lived happily.Tony from Grade five。

Narrator:Summary: The play describes the transformation of a girl's personality from being hostile to being understanding. Emily, a child in Taipei, always took a hostile attitude toward others. One day, she fell into a story, "The Wizard of OZ," and joined the journey to find the Wizard with Dorothy, Scarecrow, Tin man, and Lion. Due to Emily's personality, she did not keep good company with them.Several days later, Emily met a witch and followed the witch's direction to put Dorothy in a dangerous situation. Within a battle, Lion died for her. Then Emily finally knew that there is love among people. Since then, Emily became a new person--a lovely, charming girl all her life.Part IPlace : Emily's houseCharacters : Emily; Emily's sister; Emily's momE: You took my money, didn't you?E's S: No, ~ didn't. You're always thinking about money. I didn't take it. You lost it. E: No, I didn't.E's S: Mommy!E's M: Emily, don't hit your sister.E: She stole my money.E's M: I think you should stay in your room for the day and think about how you treat others.E: I hate everybody. They're always cheating me out of my money.E: I'm bored. What's this book?E: What's going on? I'm scared. Mommy!Narrator: Suddenly, there is a big flash and Emily is gone. All that is left is "The Wizard of OZ" lying on the bed, the pages fluttering as the wind dies down.Part IIPlace : OZCharacters : Emily [女子名] 埃米莉，Scarecrow（稻草人）, Dorothy [女子名] 多萝西, Lion（狮子）, and Tin man（铁皮人）Narrator: Emily wakes up to find herself in a beautiful village. The sunshine covers the farm and the sunflowers swing（摇摆）in golden waves（在微风中）. People there are always smiling and everyone can see that They're radiant（['reidiənt]adj.喜悦的）with happiness. What lovely（令人愉快）, peaceful village it is.D: Hi, who are you?E: Emily. Where am I?D: You're in OZ, Emily. Uh, did you get lost?E: No, uh ….... yeah. I don't exactly know what happened.D: So, where're you going?E: I want to go home.D: Where?E: Taipei. Do you know how to get there?D: Well... it sounds very far.S: Why are you here? Why aren't you staying at home?E: I'd rather be home if I could.D: Would you like to come with us and find the Wizard ['wizəd]男巫? I'm sure he can help you.S: Oh, you have a wish too? What do you want? A beautiful house? A lovely doll? Or...E: Would you please stop asking those stupid questions? （要表情）D: Don't be so horrible, Emily. Scarecrow['skeə,krəʊ]doesn't have a brain, and that's why he joined us.E: (shows contempt轻视轻蔑) 表情D: So, let's go find our partners. Go!Part IIIP/ace : OZCharacters : Emily ,Scarecrow, Dorothy, Lion, and Tin manT: Dorothy, we don't have enough money to buy our lunch.L: Boo（[bu:]n. 嘘声；用以吓人的声音vt. & vi. 发出嘘声）! (Scares Emily)E: Ah! (Emily is scared. Then Lion is frightened by Emily's scream.E: What a brave lion. Ha, ha!L: I know... I'm not a proper lion because I don't have courage.S: Oh, poor lion.T: Dorothy, who is she?D: She's Emily, our friend from... another place.E: So, what do you need? A more fashionable appearance? (Knock) Wow, cool. What's this? This sounds funny.T: Because my body is empty. I don't have a heart.S: Emily, leave him alone.D: Un.......Lion, don't we have enough money to buy any bread?L: No, we sure don't.D: Do you have any money, Emily? We need to buy some food.E: No, I don’t have any money. Now, leave me alone. I hate all you. I just want to go home.S: Emily, don't shout at Dorothy. We're just trying to be friendly and help everybody.T: Yes, Emily. Why are you so different from us? You're nothing like usS: I noticed that, too. It's... those clothes that you wear. That's why you're different.T: No, actually, it's not the clothes I'm talking about. It's the way you behave. You're a very selfish girl and very unkind. People in this world are always kind to each other.L: Even though you're very unfriendly, Emily, we still want you to come with us and find theWizard.F: No, I don't want to go with you any more.L: Well, the only way you can get back home is to follow us.E: I'd better go with them.Part IVPlace:OZCharacters: Emily，Scarecrow, Dorothy，Lion, Tin man, WitchNarrator: After walking for several more hours, they find themselves in the middle of an old forest. It's very dark and scary ['skeəri:], and everyone is close together.W: Ah, Emily. I hear that you would like to get back to Taipei.E: Yeah, how do you know?W: I keep an eye on 留心things that happen in OZ. I know that they don't like you, Emily. I like you, and I'll help you get back to Taipei.E: Wow, but, how?W: Well, I know that Dorothy likes to eat apples. So, I want you to give her this special apple, OK? It's her favorite kind.E: OK, as long as you help me get back home.W: Yes, of course. Just make sure you give it to her. Make more sure that she eats it.E: OK.E: Dorothy, Dorothy...D: Has she gone?E: Mm, I want to say sorry, Dorothy. I got you this apple.D: For me? Thank you. My favorite.D: Delicious... I feel sleepy. I want to lie down. （要动作）W: Well done, Emily. Now I've got Dorothy at last.E: Can I go back to Taipei now?W: Don't be so stupid, Emily. Do you really think I was going to help you? You should never trust anyone.Part V E说话口气狠点吧Place: OZCharacters: Emily，Scarecrow, Dorothy，Lion, and Tin manS T L: Dorothy, Dorothy. Where are you?T: We have to find Dorothy.S: Hey [heɪ]没关系；我不在乎(See Emily)L: Emily, did you see Dorothy?S T L: We can't find her.E: You all treated me so bad. So, I want to teach you all a lesson. I took her to the witch[witʃ]n. 女巫, 巫婆.It's just an eye for an eye.L: Oh, my gush.S: How could you do that?T: She is such a nice girl.E: That's how you treated me. 要表情及动作S: Emily, you have a brain, but you don't know how to think or how to tell right from wrong.T: You have a heart. But you don't know how to be considerate. It must be empty.L: You can help us to find Dorothy, and turn over a new leaf. If some day your friend betrays you, how will you feel?S: Dorothy is such a nice girl. But …how co uld you... 最好有点哭吧E: When I was younger, even my best friend betrayed me. So, why should I believe anyone?T: We're sorry to hear that, but we don't mean you any harm. We want to help you get home. Why don't you try and trust people?E: I don't want to listen to you. Go away.L: We have to try and rescue Dorothy. You can stay here if you like.E: Hey...Part VIPlace: OZCharacters: Emily ，Scarecrow, Dorothy, Lion,Tin man, WitchW: You have no choice but to die.D: No...W: (Emily stabs刺伤Witch) You... you... you... Emily...(Everybody cheers.) 有动作D: Emily, you did a very good job.(When nobody notices the witch, she secretly crawls to Emily and intends to stab her.)L: Hey...(Lion runs to Emily and takes the attach for her.)E: Ah! ! Oh, Lion, why did you do this for me? I never treated you wellL: That's OK. We're friends for... e... ver.PartVIIPlace : OZCharacters : Emily, Scarecrow, Dorothy, Lion, Tin man, Wizard, Guard manNarrator:So they went to see the Wizard.D: Excuse me. We want to see the Wizard.G: I'm sorry. You can't.Everybody: Please.D: We're in trouble. We want the Wizard to help us.G: OK, this way please. Follow me.D: Hello, Wizard. We're Dorothy, Scarecrow, Tin man, and Emily.W: The Wizard is sick. I'm his sister. I know who you all are. I've been watching you all along the path of Yellow Brick Road. And now you've found me. I'd like to reward you all. To you, Mr. Scarecrow, I'll give you brain.S: A brain?E: One and one is...S: Two.E: Two plus two is...S: Four. I got a brain. I become smarter.最好狂欢下W: To you, Mr. Tin man. I'll give you a heart.T: A heart. A really heart. Scarecrow, listen, a real heart. 表情W: Dorothy, I'll send you back to Kansas. ['kænzəz]n. 美国堪萨斯州D: Thank you.W: And finally, Emily, you must learn to trust people more in the future and be kind to people. There are some nice people in the world.E: Yes, Wizard. I realized that there are kind people in the world because the lion has shown me that. I'm sorry that he died. He was such a nice lion. I only realized this after he died for me. I wish I could bring him back.W: Well, Emily，I believe that everyone is good deep down. So, I'll make your wish come true. I'll tell you what I'll do. I'll grant the lion a new life and give him courage also.L: (Roars[rɔ:]vi. 咆哮, 怒吼；大笑, 狂笑；大哭vt. 大声喊出) I'm back. I’m back. 表情动作W: Emily, I hope you've learned your lesson.E: Yes, Wizard. I promise I won't be a bad girl any more. I know that I really Can trust people. W: OK, come here. Close your eyes. Back to Taipei you go. Good-bye, Emily.E: Good-bye everyone, Dorothy, Scarecrow, Lion, Tin man. I'm sorry. It was nice meeting you all... Narrator: Form then on, Emily is no longer a naughty child. She realizes the most precious treasure is the trust between friends and cherish all the friendship around her, and then becomes a lovely, pleasing, charming girl all her life.The End。

The Circus Boys In DixieLand(Or Winning the Plaudits of the Sunny South)Edgar B. P. DarlingtonCHAPTER IUNDER CANVAS AGAIN"I reckon the fellows will turn out to see us tomorrow night, Teddy.""I hope so, Phil. We'll show them that we are real circus performers, won't we?"Phil Forrest nodded happily."They know that already, I think. But we shall both feel proud to perform in our home town again. They haven't seen us in the ring since the day we first joined the show two years ago, and then it was only a little performance.""Remember the day I did a stunt in front of the circus billboard back home?""And fell in the ditch, head first? I remember it," and Phil Forrest laughed heartily."You and I weren't circus men then, were we?""No.""But we are now.""I guess we are," nodded Phil with emphasis. "Still, we have something to learn yet. We are a couple of lucky boys, you and I, Teddy Tucker. Had it not been for Mr. Sparling we might still have been doing chores for our board in Edmeston.""Instead, we are getting our envelopes with sixty dollars apiece in them from the little red ticket wagon every Tuesday morning, eh?""Just so.""I never thought I'd be able to earn so much money as that in a whole year," reflected Teddy."Nor I.""Do you think we'll get any more 'raises' this season?""I haven't the least idea that we shall. You know our contracts are signed for the season at sixty dollars a week. That surely should be enough to satisfy us. We shall be able to save a whole lot of money, this year; and, if we have good luck, in five years more we'll be able to have a little show of our own."Teddy agreed to this with a reflective nod."What kind of show?""Well, that remains to be seen," laughed Phil. "We shall be lucky to have most any kind.""Do you know what sort I'd like to have?""No. What kind?""Wild West show, a regular Buffalo Bill outfit, with wild Indians, cowboys, bucking ponies and whoop! whoop! Hi-yi-yi! You know?"Teddy's eyes were glowing with excitement, while a dull red glow showed beneath the tan on his face."I wouldn't get so excited about it," answered Phil, highly amused."How'd you like that kind?""Not at all. It's too rough. Give me the circus every time, with its life, its color, it's--oh, pshaw! What's the use talking about it? Is there anything in the world more attractive than those tents over there, with the flags of every nation flying from center and quarter poles? Is there, Teddy?""Well, no; I guess that's right."For a moment the lads were silent. They were sitting beneath a spreading maple tree off, on the circus lot, a few rods from where the tents were being erected. A gentle breeze was stirring the flags, billowing the white canvas of the tents in slow, undulating waves."And to think that we belong to that! Do you know, sometimes I think it is all a dream, and I'm afraid I shall suddenly wake up to find myself back in Edmeston with Uncle Abner Adams driving me out of the house with a stick."Phil's face grew solemn as those unhappy days under his uncle's roof came back to him in a flood of disquieting memories."Don't wake up, then," replied Teddy."I think perhaps we had better both wake up if we expect to get any breakfast. The red flag is flying on the cook tent, which means that breakfast is ready--in fact, breakfast must be pretty well over by this time. First thing we know the blue flag will suddenly appear in its place, and you and I will have to hustle downtown for something to eat. It will beparade time pretty soon, too.""Breakfast? Say, Phil, I'd forgotten all about breakfast.""There must be something wrong with you, then, if you forget when it's meal time. As for myself, I have an appetite that would put the Bengal tiger to shame. Come along.""I'm with you. I'll show you whether my appetite has a reef in it or not.I can eat more than the living skeleton can, and for a thin man he's got anything stopped for appetite that I ever saw," answered Teddy Tucker, scrambling to his feet and starting for the cook tent.Yes; Teddy Tucker and Phil Forrest are the same boys who, two seasons before, began their circus career by joining a road show, each in a humble capacity. It will be remembered how in "THE CIRCUS BOYS ON THE FLYING RINGS," Teddy and Phil quickly rose to be performers in the ring; how Phil, by his coolness and bravery, saved the life of one of the performers at the imminent risk of losing his own; how he saved the circus from a great pecuniary loss, as well as distinguishing himself in various other ways.In "THE CIRCUS BOYS ACROSS THE CONTINENT," the lads won new laurels in their chosen career, when Phil became a bareback rider, scoring a great hit at his first performance. It will be recalled too, how the circus lad proved himself a real hero at the wreck of the dining car, saving the lives of several persons, finally being himself rescued by his companion, Teddy Tucker.The Great Sparling Combined Shows had been on the road a week, and by this time the various departments had gotten down to fairly good working order, for, no matter how perfect such an organization may be, it requires several days for the show people to become used to working together. This extends even to the canvasmen and roustabouts. After being a few weeks out they are able to set the tents in from half an hour to an hour less time than it takes during the first two or three stands of the season.The next stand was to be Edmeston, the home of the two Circus Boys. The lads were looking forward with keen expectation to the moment when, clad in tights and spangles, they would appear before their old schoolfellows in a series of daring aerial flights.The lads had spent the winter at school and now only one year more was lacking to complete their course at the high school that they had been attending between circus seasons, practicing in their gymnasium after school hours."I'd like to invite all the boys of our class to come to the show on passes. Do you suppose Mr. Sparling would let me?""I am afraid you had better not ask him," laughed Phil. "If you were running a store do you think you would ask the crowd to come over and help themselves to whatever they wanted?""Well, no-o.""I thought not.""But this is different.""Not so much so. It would be giving away seats that could be sold and that probably will be sold. No; I guess the boys had better pay for their seats."Teddy looked disappointed."Don't you think it is worth fifty cents to see us perform?" queried Phil.Teddy grinned broadly. The idea appealed to him in a new light."That's so. I guess it's worth more than fifty cents, at that. I guess I don't care if they do have to pay, but I want them to come to the show. What do you suppose I've been working two years for, if it wasn't to show off before the fellows? Haven't you?""No.""What then?""Why, what do you think?""I don't think. It's too hot to think this morning.""All right. Wait till someday when the weather is cooler; then think the matter over," laughed Phil, hurrying on toward where breakfast was waiting for them in the cook tent.The lads were performing the same acts in which they had appeared the previous season; that is, doing the flying rings as a team, while Phil was a bareback rider and Teddy a tumbler. Something had happened to thebucking mule that Teddy had ridden for two seasons, and the manager had reluctantly been forced to take this act from his bill."I'm thinking of getting another mule for you, if we can pick up such a thing," said Mr. Sparling at breakfast that morning.Teddy's eyes twinkled. He had in mind a surprise for the manager, but was not quite ready to tell of his surprise yet. All during the winter the lad had been working with a donkey that he had picked up near Edmeston. His training of the animal had been absolutely in secret, so that none of his school fellows, save Phil, knew anything about it."All right," answered Teddy carelessly. "Wait till we get to Edmeston and see what we can pick up there."Mr. Sparling bent a shrewd, inquiring glance on the impassive face of the Circus Boy. If he suspected Teddy had something in mind that he was not giving voice to, Mr. Sparling did not mention it. By this time he knew both boys well enough to form a pretty clear idea when there was anything of a secret nature in the wind."We'll never get another mule like Jumbo," he sighed."Hope not," answered Teddy shortly."Why not?"" 'Cause, I don't want to break my neck this season, at least not till after we've passed Edmeston and the fellows have seen perform.""So that's it, is it?""It is. I'm going to show myself tomorrow, and I don't care who knows it.""If I remember correctly you already have shown yourself pretty thoroughly all the way across the continent.""And helped fill the big top at the same time," added Teddy, with a shrewd twinkle in his eyes.Mr. Sparling laughed outright."I guess you have a sharp tongue this morning.""I don't mean to have.""It's all right. I accept your apology. What's this you say about the fellows--whom do you mean?""He means our class at the high school," Phil informed the showman."Oh, yes. How many are there in the class?""Let me see--how many are there, Teddy?""Thirty or forty, not counting the fat boy who's the anchor in the tug of war team. If you count him there are five more.""I presume they'll all be wanting to come to the show?" questioned Mr. Sparling."Any fellow who doesn't come is no friend of mine.""That's the way to talk. Always have the interest of the show in mind, and you'll get along," smiled the owner."We-e-l-l," drawled the lad. "I wasn't just thinking about the interest of the show. I was thinking more about what a figure I'd be cutting before the boys."Mr. Sparling laughed heartily."You are honest at any rate, Master Teddy. That's one thing I like about you. When you tell me a thing I do not have to go about asking others to make sure that you have told me the truth.""Why shouldn't I? I'm not afraid of you.""No; that's the worst of it. I should like to see something you really are afraid of.""I know what he is afraid of," smiled Phil maliciously."What?" demanded Mr. Sparling."He is afraid of the woman snake charmer under the black top. He's more afraid of her than he is of the snakes themselves. Why, you couldn't get him to shake hands with her if you were to offer him an extra year's salary. There she is over there now, Teddy."Teddy cast an apprehensive glance at the freak table, where the freaks and side show performers were laughing and chatting happily, the Lady Snake Charmer sandwiched in between the Metal-faced Man and Jo-Jo the Dog-faced Wonder."I've been thinking of an idea, Mr. Sparling," said Teddy by way of changing the subject.Phil glanced at him apprehensively, for Teddy's ideas were frequently attended by consequences of an unpleasant nature."Along the usual line young man?""Well, no.""What is your idea?""I've been thinking that I should like to sign up as a dwarf for the rest of the season and sit on the concert platform in the menagerie tent. It wouldn't interfere with my other performance," said Teddy in apparent seriousness.Mr. Sparling leaned back, laughing heartily."Why, you are not a dwarf.""No-o-o. But I might be.""How tall are you?""A little more than five feet," answered the lad with a touch of pride in his tone."You are almost a man. Why, Teddy, you are a full twenty inches taller than the tallest dwarf in the show."Teddy nodded."Don't you see you could not possibly be a`dwarf?""Oh, yes, I could. All the more reason why I could.""What kind of a dwarf would you be, may I ask?""I could be the tallest dwarf on earth, couldn't I?" asked Teddy, gazing at his employer innocently.Everyone at the table broke out into a merry peal of laughter, while Teddy Tucker eyed them sadly for a moment; then he too added his laughter to theirs."If you were not already getting a pretty big salary for a kid, I'd raise your salary for that," exploded Mr. Sparling."You can forget I'm getting so much, if you want to," suggested Teddy humorously.CHAPTER IIIN THEIR HOME TOWN"Hey, Phil!""What is it, Teddy?""Wake up! We are in the old town again."Phil Forrest pulled aside the curtain and peered out from his berth into the railroad yards, the bright May sunshine flooding the old familiar scenes at Edmeston. Far off he could just make out the red brick chimney of his Uncle Abner's home.What recollections it brought back to Phil Forrest--recollections that went back still further to a sweet face and laughing eyes his mother!Phil dropped the curtain and lay face down in the pillow for a moment."I say, Phil.""What is it?" demanded the lad in a muffled voice."Guess who's out there?""I don't know.""The gang's out there.""Who?""The gang. The whole high school crowd.""Oh!""They're looking for us. Lucky we're on the last section, for if it was dark, we couldn't make much of a splurge getting off the train. Aren't you going to get up?""Yes."Phil slowly pulled himself from his berth, then began drawing on his clothes. Teddy was already up and nearly dressed, full of expectation of what was before him. For Phil there was something that tinged his joy with sadness, though he could not make up his mind why it should be so. His reverie was broken in upon by the voice of Teddy Tucker."Come, hurry up!""I am all ready now," answered Phil. "Have you washed?""You bet. I always wash the first thing in the morning."Together the Circus Boys stepped out on the platform. There, lined upby the side of the track, were their companions and school fellows waiting to welcome them.The high school boys uttered a shout when they espied Phil and Teddy."How'dy, fellows!" greeted Teddy, posing on the car platform for a moment, that they might gaze upon him admiringly.Phil was already on the ground, hurrying toward the boys with both hands outstretched. A moment more and the two lads had been grabbed by their schoolmates and literally overwhelmed, while a crowd of villagers stood off against a pile of lumber, laughing and calling out greetings to the Circus Boys.Phil and Teddy, as soon as they were able to get away, hurried to the circus lot for their breakfast. There they found a great crowd of people whom they knew, and for a few minutes they were kept busy shaking hands, after which the boys with faces wreathed in smiles, proudly entered the cook tent. Teddy glanced up quizzically when they got inside."Well I guess we're some, eh, Phil?""I guess so. I hope everything goes all right today. I should die of mortification if anything were to happen to our acts. You want to keep your mind right on your work today. Don't pay any attention to the audience. Remember a whole lot of people are coming to this show today just because they are interested in you and me.""I guess I know how to perform," sputtered Teddy."I haven't said you do not. I know you do, but I don't want you to forget that you do.""Look out for yourself. I'll take care of myself," growled Teddy."I'm going to."Having finished their breakfast the boys started for the village, to call on Mrs. Cahill, their guardian and the custodian of their earnings. As they were leaving the grounds, Phil paused suddenly."Look there," he said, pointing to Mr. Sparling's office tent."Well, if it isn't Billy Ford, the president of our class," breathed Teddy. "I didn't see him at the train when we came in this morning; did you?""No. He wasn't there.""Now, what do you suppose he is doing in Mr. Sparling's tent?""I haven't the least idea unless he is trying to find out where we are. Hey, Billy!"Billy Ford paused at the sound of the familiar call; then the Circus Boys hurried toward him. Billy went suddenly red in the face as if he were very much embarrassed."What you doing in there?" demanded Teddy."Why--why--perhaps I was trying to join the show," stammered Billy."We wouldn't have you. You and I couldn't travel in the same show. They'd fire us both.""Why?" questioned Billy, now regaining his presence of mind." 'Cause, between us we'd put the show out of business.""I believe you would," nodded Phil."Where you going, boys?""Mrs. Cahill's.""Then I'll walk down that way with you. What time do you get through at night?""We finish our last act about ten o'clock," answered Phil. "Why?""Oh, nothing much. I just wanted to know."Phil shot a swift, suspicious glance at the schoolboy, but Billy's face bore an expression as serene as the May morning of that very day.Mr. Sparling hailed the lads as they were leaving the lot."You may be excused from parade today, both of you. You no doubt will want to spend all the time you can with your friends.""Thank you," smiled Phil. "There's the finest man a fellow ever worked for.""Worked? Do you call performing in a circus work?""Well, at least it is a pretty good imitation of work, Billy.""I used to think just like you do," added Teddy rather ruefully."Is it really work then?""Oh, no; it's just play. Come to the show and you will see us play.""By the way," inquired Phil, "the fellows are all coming this afternoon, I suppose?""Yes, but not this afternoon.""Evening?""Yes.""That will be fine. We have a short run tonight, so the boss will not be in any hurry to move the show. You'll see it all.""Why, don't you always give it all?""No. Sometimes, when the weather is bad, or when we have a long run before us, Mr. Sparling cuts some of the acts out entirely, and shortens others. But, of course, the audience doesn't know this.""Is that so?" wondered the surprised Billy."Yes. Are you boys all going to sit together?""Yes. We'll be where we can see you. And the girls are going to be there, too. I reckon the whole school will be on hand.""How about Uncle Abner--will he go to the show, do you think?""I know where you'll find him," spoke up Teddy."Where?""You'll find him hiding behind the hen house watching the parade go by. He won't dare show himself after the way the clowns had fun with him when the show was here before.""Poor Uncle Abner! I must go over and see him after we have called on Mrs. Cahill."Arriving at Mrs. Cahill's, they found her out in the yard, arrayed in her best dress in honor of their coming, and it was a joyful meeting between the three. In a short time, however, Teddy grew restless and decided that he would wander about town and call on his other friends."I'll tell you what let's do, Teddy," suggested Phil."What?""You come back before parade time and we three will sit on the front door step and watch the parade go by, just as we used to do before we went into the show business. I'll run over to see Uncle Abner in the meantime, and we will both be back here by half-past ten. The parade will not get along before then.""Yes, do, boys," urged Mrs. Cahill. "I'll have a lunch for you after the parade. You will like that, will you not?""I should say we shall," laughed Phil. "But, I had rather thought you might like to eat with us under the circus tent.""Oh, my, my! Eat with the circus?""Not with the animals, he doesn't mean," corrected Teddy. "He means we should like to have you eat with we performers.""Yes, with the performers," grinned Phil."Can I eat there with you just as well after the afternoon performance?""Surely.""Then we will have our noon meal here. I have some fresh molasses cookies already baked for you.""Cookies?" Teddy's eyes brightened."Yes; do you want some now?""I always want cookies. Never knew a time when I didn't. I want 'em when I'm awake, and I want 'em when I'm asleep."He got a double handful in short order."Well, I'm off!" announced Teddy."How about the parade? Will you come back and see it from here?""Yes; I guess that would be some fun. I can make faces at the other performers who have to work. Yes; I'll come back.""Don't forget about the donkey," called Phil. "When are you going to take him over to the horse tent?""I'm not going to give myself away by leading that fright through the streets. I've fixed it with one of the hostlers to smuggle him over to the stable tent," grinned Teddy."Taking him in this afternoon?""Not I. Saving that for a grand surprise tonight. What are you going to do to surprise the fellows?""I hadn't thought. Nothing quite so sensational as your feat will be, I guess," laughed Phil.In the course of an hour both lads had returned to Mrs. Cahill's humble home. But while they were away from the show grounds, the owner of the show, without the knowledge of the lads, had paid a visit to the principal of the school and was back on the lot in time to head the parade when it finally started."Kinder wish I had gone in the parade," regretted Teddy."Good place to show off.""You have a much better one.""Where?""In the ring. Anybody can ride a horse in a parade, but not everyone can perform on the flying rings and leap over elephants to boot."Teddy instinctively threw out his chest."You're right, at that. Hark!""Yes; they are coming. I can hear Billy English blow the big bass horn. You could hear him over three counties, I really believe."Laughing and chatting, the boys settled themselves on Mrs. Cahill's hospitable doorstep to await the arrival of the parade which could be heard far off on the other side of the village.Now and then the high, metallic notes of the calliope rose above all the rest, bringing a glint of pride to the eyes of Teddy Tucker."I just love that steam music machine.""Well, I must say that I do not admire your taste," laughed Phil. "It's the most hideous discord of noises I ever heard. I never did like the steam piano, but a circus wouldn't be a circus without it.""Nope," agreed Teddy with emphasis.Down the street a gorgeously colored rainbow slowly reached around a bend and began straightening away toward the Cahill home. The parade was approaching.As the gay procession drew nearer the boys began to evince some of the enthusiasm that they had known before they themselves had become a part of the big show."Remember the parade two years ago, Phil?" asked Mrs. Cahill."I could not very well forget it. That was a red letter day in my life, the day when I fell into the show business.""And that wasn't all you fell in either," added Teddy."What else did I fall in?""In a ditch when you stopped the runaway pony."Phil did not laugh. He was thinking."That was a lucky fall, too.""Because it was the means of giving you and me our start in the circus business.""Hurrah! Here they come. Now see me make faces at them when they go by," said Teddy.The Cahill home was near the outskirts of the village, and as the golden chariot of the band, glistening in the bright morning sunlight, approached, the lads could not repress an exclamation of delight."I used to think the band wagon was solid gold," breathed Teddy."When did you find out differently?""That day, two years ago, when I scraped off some of the gold with my knife and found it was nothing but wood," grunted Teddy in a disgusted tone."What is that band wagon trying to do?" demanded Phil suddenly."Guess they are going to turn around," said Teddy.The six white horses attached to the band wagon slowly drew out of the line just before reaching the Cahill home, and pointed toward the roadside fence. The boys could not understand what the move meant. An instant later the leaders straightened out and began moving along the side of the road close to the fence.They slowly drew up to the door yard, coming to a stop at the far end of it."Wha--wha--" stammered Teddy."They are going to serenade us," cried Phil. "That's Mr. Sparling all over. What do you think of that, Mrs. Cahill? You never were serenaded by a circus band before, were you?""N-n-no," answered the widow, a little tremulously.The band wagon drew up a few feet further, coming to a stop again just to the left of the dooryard gate, so as not to interfere with the party's view of the parade."There's Mr. Sparling," shouted Phil, as the owner in his handsome carriage drawn by four black horses, came abreast of the yard.Both boys sprang up and cheered him in their enthusiasm, to which the showman responded by taking off his hat, while the band struck up"Yankee Doodle."It was a glorious moment for the Circus Boys, and they were even more surprised and gratified by what followed a few moments later.CHAPTER IIITHE CIRCUS MAKES A CALLWhile the band played, the clown wagon came to a halt and the whole body of funny men sang a song in front of Mrs. Cahill's house, while the widow and her two young guests applauded enthusiastically.As the clown's wagon drew on, a horse ridden by a young woman was seen dashing straight at the dooryard fence, which it took in a graceful leap, causing the Widow Cahill to gasp her amazement. The rider was none other than Little Dimples, the star bareback rider of the Sparling Shows, who had chosen this way to pay homage to her young associates and to Mrs. Cahill as well.It was an unusual procedure in a circus parade, but though it had been arranged by Mr. Sparling out of the kindness of his heart, he shrewdly reasoned that it would make good business for the show as well. That the people lined up along the street agreed with his reasoning was evidenced by their shouts of applause."Mrs. Cahill, this is our very good friend, Mrs. Robinson, otherwise known as Little Dimples," announced Phil proudly.Mrs. Cahill bowed and smiled, not the least bit embarrassed."You haven't introduced my pony, Phil. The pony is part of little me, you know.""I beg pardon, Mrs. Cahill; let me introduce to you Mrs. Robinson's pony, Cinders, who, though he cannot talk, comes pretty close to it," said Phil, with great dignity. Cinders bowed and bowed, the bits rattling against his teeth until it sounded to the little gathering as if he were trying to chatter his pleasure at the introduction."Now, shake hands with Mrs. Cahill, Cinders," directed Little Dimples.Cinders extended a hoof, which Mrs. Cahill touched gingerly. She was not used to shaking hands with horses. Teddy and Phil, however, each grasped the pony's extended foot, giving it a good shake, after which Phil thrust a lump of sugar into the waiting lips of Cinders."Naughty boy!" chided Little Dimples, tapping the neck of her mount。

9TheWizardofOz-黑布林《绿野仙踪》9THE WIZARD OF OZThe four travellers ring the bell on the Gate.The Guardian is surprised to see them.'You're back from the Land of the Winkies!he says.'Yes,we are,'Dorothy says.'We want to see the Great Wizard!' The Guardian takes them to the Palace of Oz.They eat a good dinner and go to bed early.There's no message from the Wizard the next day.Or the next.Or the next. The Scarecrow is angry.'Tell the Wizard we want to see him tomorrow!'he says to the soldier with the green moustache.'T ell him we have the Golden Cap and we can call the Winged Monkeys.'The soldier comes back with a message from the Wizard.9绿野仙踪四个旅行者按响了大门上的铃。

卫报看到他们很惊讶。

“你从温基人的土地上回来了!”他说。

“是的，我们是，”多萝西说。

“我们要见伟大的巫师!”守护神把他们带到奥芝的宫殿里。

他们吃了一顿丰盛的晚餐，很早就睡觉了。

第二天，巫师没有任何消息。

或者下一个。

或者下一个。

repunzel英文版故事**故事背景及主要角色**故事发生在一个遥远的王国，主角是一位名叫Rapunzel的年轻女子。

她的母亲因生病而去世，父亲则是一个富有的园丁。

除此之外，还有一个邪恶的女巫角色，她曾掠夺了Rapunzel并将其关押在塔中。

**Rapunzel的生长环境及与母亲的互动**Rapunzel在父母的关爱下长大，她的童年充满了快乐。

她的母亲教她唱歌、绘画和缝纫等技能，使她在各方面都得到了很好的教育。

然而，好景不长，母亲因病去世，让Rapunzel和父亲陷入了巨大的悲痛之中。

**Rapunzel被邪恶女巫掠夺并被困塔中的原因和过程**有一天，邪恶的女巫发现了Rapunzel，她设法掠夺了这位年轻的公主，并将其关押在一个高高的塔中。

女巫为了防止Rapunzel逃跑，在她周围设置了复杂的陷阱和魔法。

此外，女巫还剪掉了Rapunzel的长发，用魔法将其变成了一个普通的女孩。

**Rapunzel在塔中的生活及与巫师的互动**在塔中，Rapunzel过着孤独的生活。

她每天都在期盼着能逃离这个囚禁她的地方。

有一天，一个善良的巫师发现了Rapunzel，并决定帮助她逃脱。

巫师给Rapunzel一瓶神奇的药水，使她的头发重新生长，并教她如何使用魔法。

**Rapunzel如何逃脱塔中困境并与王子相识的过程**在巫师的帮助下，Rapunzel成功地逃出了塔。

她在逃离的过程中，遇到了一位英俊潇洒的王子。

两人一见钟情，王子决定带着Rapunzel回到王国，向她求婚。

**王子与Rapunzel的爱情发展及邪恶女巫的阻挠**王子和Rapunzel的爱情迅速发展，但邪恶女巫并不甘心失去她曾经的囚犯。

她设法干扰王子的婚礼，并企图杀害Rapunzel。

然而，在巫师的帮助下，王子和Rapunzel成功躲过了女巫的袭击。

**王子与Rapunzel如何克服困难，最终战胜邪恶女巫**在经历了一系列的冒险和挑战后，王子和Rapunzel最终找到了击败邪恶女巫的方法。

神笔马良剧本旁白：Once upon a time,there was a little child Who loved painting very much.He was too poor to buy a paintbrush.马良：I'm very tired after working,It's time to rest, oh If I can get a real paintbrush.that's amazing!老者：Ma Liang. you are Ma Liang.what a nice boy!This paintbrush is for you.You must keep it well and draw pictures for poor people .please remember!马良：I didn＇t sleep soundly.I was dreaming.Ah! A paintbrush !Is the dream true?The mortal Taoist priest ,Where is he? Is it a dream or not?农女玩伴①：Maliang ！are you ready?We are waiting for you.Let's go and cut firewood together！农女玩伴②：Maliang. Why don't you go out?农女玩伴①：Yes.Let＇s go now！Why are you still here Ma liang?Look! A paintbrush!Where is it from?马良:It's almost dawn马良：I had a dream！A mortal Taoist priest gave me a paintbrush. He told me I must draw pictures for poor people. When I woke up i the morning The paintbrush is here。

The Wizard of OZD--Dorothy S--Scarecrow T--Tin man L--LionSense 1D: Follow the yellow brick road？Follow the yellow….跟随者黄砖路….S: Pardon me? That way is a very nice way.抱歉！那条是非常好的路。

D: Who said that? 谁在说话？Don’t be silly, Toto, scarecrow don’t talk.别傻了，Toto，稻草人不会说话S: It’s pleasant down that way too.走那条路也一样让人愉快。

D: That’s funny. Wasn’t he pointing the other way.真好笑，他刚刚不是指着另一条路吗？S: Of course, people do go both ways.当然，这两条路都会有人走的。

D: Why, you did say something ,didn’t you ?嘿，你真的说了些什么，不是吗？Are you doing that on purpose, or can’t you make up your mind?你是故意这么做的，还是你没办法做决定？S: That’s the trouble .I can’t make up my mind. I haven’t got a brain .Only straw. 那就是麻烦所在，我没办法做决定。

我没有一个大脑，只有稻草。

D: How can you talk if you haven’t got a brain.你没有大脑，你怎么说话？S: I don’t know .But some people without brains do a lot of talking, don’t they？我不知道，但是有些人不也是不用大脑就能说一些废话，不是吗？D: Yes, I guess you’re right.是的，我想你是对的。

黑布林绿野仙踪英文概括"The Wizard of Oz" is a classic children's novel written by L. Frank Baum. It tells the story of a young girl named Dorothy who is swept away from her Kansas home by a tornado and transported to the magical land of Oz. In her journey to find her way back home, she encounters various characters including a scarecrow, a tin woodman, and a cowardly lion, who join her on her quest. Together, they travel along the yellow brick road to reach the Emerald City and seek help from the powerful Wizard of Oz. Along the way, they face challenges and overcome obstacles, ultimately discovering that they possess the qualities they were searching for all along. With the guidance of Glinda, the Good Witch of the North, Dorothy learns the power of friendship, courage, and the importance of believing in oneself. In the end, she realizes that there is no place like home and finds her way back to Kansas. "The Wizard of Oz" is a timeless tale that teaches valuable lessons about bravery, determination, and the importance of family and home.。

续写糖果屋的故事,两人发现了女巫英语作文The story of the Candy House continued as the two siblings, Hansel and Gretel, finally stumbled upon the witch's lair deep in the heart of the forest. After bravely facing countless obstacles and challenges along the way, they were determined to find a way to defeat the evil witch and escape from her clutches.As they entered the witch's lair, a foul stench filled the air, making both Hansel and Gretel feel sick to their stomachs. But they knew they had to press on, as their lives depended on it. The witch, a haggard old woman with cold, piercing eyes, cackled with delight as she saw her latest victims enter her domain."I've been expecting you, dear children," the witch crooned, her voice full of malice. "You thought you could outsmart me, but you are nothing but foolish little children who will soon meet their demise."Hansel and Gretel stood their ground, their hearts beating with fear but their spirits unbroken. They knew they had to act fast if they wanted to escape from the clutches of the witch. Suddenly, Gretel had an idea."Let's pretend to play along with her, Hansel," Gretel whispered. "Maybe we can outsmart her if we bide our time and wait for the right moment to strike."Hansel nodded in agreement, and together they feigned submission to the witch's wicked whims. They pretended to be obedient and compliant, all the while plotting their escape. The witch, blinded by her own greed and arrogance, fell for their ruse, believing she had finally won.But little did she know that Hansel and Gretel had a plan of their own. As night fell and the witch fell into a deep slumber, the siblings sprang into action. They quickly untied the ropes that bound them and made a run for it, dodging obstacles and traps set by the witch in a desperate bid for freedom.Finally, after what seemed like hours of running and hiding, Hansel and Gretel emerged from the forest and found their way back home, their hearts filled with relief and gratitude. They had defeated the evil witch and escaped from her clutches, thanks to their courage, cunning, and indomitable spirit.And as they settled back into their normal lives, safe and sound in the comfort of their own home, Hansel and Gretel knew that they would never forget the harrowing adventure that had brought them face to face with their darkest fears. But they alsoknew that they had emerged stronger, wiser, and more resilient than ever before, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.。

绿野仙踪英语演讲2分钟So he made a big balloon and prepared to go.But when the balloon is going to raise, Dorothy's dog Toto jumped away tor un after a cat, so Dorothy had to get Toto back and they were left in Oz.Then Dorothy and Toto went and find the Witch of the South and the witch told them they can just use the red shoes on Dorothy's feet, they' re a pair of magics hoes, they could take anybody go back to their home as soon as she said East, west-home is the best!' After Dorothy said goodbye to her friends, she went back to her new home with her dog.It's really a wonderful risk.Yes, no matter where we are, home is always the best place for us to rest or study.There are our parents here; there are also our favorite things here.At home, we feel safe, we feel comfortable, and we can relax ourselves. From this story, we can see Dorothy is a brave and kind-hearted girl.She killed the two bad witches in Oz; she helped the Scarecrow, the Tin Ma n, and the Cowardly Lion to go to the Emerald City to find the Wizard and get what they want.She solved problems when they met difficulties.It's really not easy for such a little girl.We also learn that teamwork is important for us.When we are in trouble, we can ask our friends for help, and also, when our friends need help, we should go and help them.Just remember, more people, more power.It's always better has more people to do a thing.Teamwork is really necessary in our lives.And we can see the Scarecrow is absolutely cleaver, he understands things,h e can think, he learn quickly, and he suggested Dorothy to cut down a tree to cross the river.The tin man has a kind heart, he laughs, he cries, he loves, he feels sorry for people.The Cowardly Lion is really brave, he did a lot of brave things, he carried the friends to go across the river, and he wanted to find some food for his friends and so on.We should learn from them too.When we are in trouble，we should calm down，watch the things around carefully，and try to think out of a way to solve it，just like the Scarecrow。

文M iss Martha Meacham kept the lit-tle bakery on the corner (the one where you go up three steps, and the bell tinkles when you open the door).2 Miss Martha was forty, her bank-book showed a credit of two thousand dollars, and she possessed two false teeth and a sympathetic heart. ManyOnce Miss Martha saw a red and brown stain on his fingers. She was sure then that he was an artist and very poor. No doubt he lived in a garret, where he painted pictures and ate stale bread and thought of the good things to eat in Miss Martha’s bakery.Often when Miss Martha sat down to her chops and light rolls and jam and tea she would sigh, and wish that the gentle-mannered artist might share her tasty meal instead of eating his dry crust in that draughty attic. Miss Mar-tha’s heart, as you have been told, was a sympathetic one.In order to test her theory as to hissmiled to herself, but not without a slight fluttering of the heart.Had she been too bold? Would he take offense? But surely not. There was no language of edibles. Butter was no emblem of unmaidenly forwardness. 21 For a long time that day her mind dwelt on the subject. She imagined the scene when he should discover her little deception.He would lay down his brushes and palette. There would stand his easel with the picture he was painting in which the perspective was beyond criticism.He would prepare for his luncheon of dry bread and water. He would slice into a loaf–ah!Miss Martha blushed. Would he think of the hand that placed it there as he ate? Would he–22 The front door bell jangled vicious-ly. Somebody was coming in, making a great deal of noise.Miss Martha hurried to the front. Two men were there. One was a young man。

TheQueen英文剧本第一篇：The Queen英文剧本After weeks of campaigning on the road...Tony Blair and his family, finally strolled the few hundred yards to the polling station, this election day morning.Amongst the Labour faithful up and down the country...there is an enormous sense of pride in Mr.Blair's achievements.And the confidence that he is about to become the youngest Prime Minister this century.Q:Have you voted yet, Mr.Crawford?--Yes, Ma'am...I was there when they opened, first in line, at 7 o'clock...I don't mind telling you...It wasn't for Mr.Blair.Q:Your not a moderniser then?--Certainly not...We're in danger of losing too much, that is good about this country, as it is.------------There is a growing sense of excitement...Q:I envy you, being able to vote.Not the actually ticking of the box, although...it would be nice to experience that once.But the sheer joy of being partial.--Yes...Of course one forgets that as Sovereign, you're not entitled to vote.Q:No...--Still, you won't catch me feeling sorry for you.You might not be allowed to vote, Ma'am...but it is your government.Q:Yes (I)suppose that is some consolation.Q:Good morning.--Shall I draw the curtains.Q:Yes...So, did you stay up all night?--Yes, Ma'am.Q:And was it as expected?--Yes, Ma'am.Mr.Blair.By a landslide.Q:Oh, I see...They've stopped the traffic, completely...For Tony Blair's first day of power, in London.You got the ceremonial with tourists, the official...and you got a lovely summer's day...Tony Blair waving to the crowds, people waving to them there...I guess most of them do know it's the...the Prime Minister waiting...Lining in the streets there.--The Prime Minister is on his way, Ma'am.Q:To be, Robin..The Prime Minister to be (I)haven't asked him yet.He's a hard one to read, isn't he?--Yes...On the one hand his background is quite establishment...father a conservative, educated at Fettes.Where he was tutored by the same man as the Prince of Wales.Q:Well, we'll try not to hold that against him.--On the other, his manifesto promises the most radical modernisation...and shake up of the constitution in 300 years.Q:Oh, you mean he is going to try and modernise us?--I wouldn't let it past him...he's married to a woman with known anti-monarchist sympathies...you may remember her curtsy, the first time you met.It could best be described as..shallow.Q:I don't measure the depth of a curtsy, Robin.I leave that to my sister.--The atmosphere at Downing Street is expected to very informal...Everyone on first name terms...at the Prime Minister's insistence.Q:What, as in call me Tony?--Yes, Ma'am.Q:Oh, I don't like that.Could we send him a protocol sheet?P:Funny, I'm actually rather nervous.--Why? You've met her often enough before.P:I know, but..never one to one...and never as Prime Minister.--Well, just remember..you're a man that's just been elected by the whole nation.P:But she's still...you know..The Queen.--When we reach the audience room...I will knock.We will not wait to be called..we shall go straight inside.Standing by the door, we bow..from the neck...I will introduce you...The Queen will extend her hand..you go to her...bow again..then shake her hand.A couple of other things...It's Ma'am as in ham...not mam as in farm.And when you're in the presence...at no point must you show your back.P:The presence?--Yes, sir...That's what it is called, when you're in Her Majesty's company.Would you like to sit down, Mrs.Blair? Q:How nice to see you again, Mr.Blair.And congratulations.The children must be very proud?P:I hope so.Q:You have three, haven't you?P:That's right.Q:Oh, howlovely.Such a blessing...children.Please, do sit down.P:Thank you.Q:Have they shown you how to start a nuclear war, yet?P:Ah, no...Q:Oh, first thing we do.Apparently...Then we take away your passport, and spend the rest of the time sending you around the world.P:You obviously know my job, better than I do...Q:Well you are my 10th Prime Minister, Mr.Blair.My first, of course, was Winston Churchill,he sat in your chair...in a front coat...and top hat.He was kind enough to give, a shy young girl like me, quite an education.P:I can imagine...Q:With time, one has hopefully added experience to that education.And a little wisdom...better enabling us to execute our constitutional responsibility.To advise, guide, and warn the government of the day.P:Advise which I...look forward to receiving.Q:Yes, we'll save that for our weekly meetings.If there's nothing else, I believe we have some business to attend to.P:Of course...Your Majesty, my party has won the election...so I come now to ask your permission to form a govern...Q:No, Mr.Blair.Mr.Blair, I ask the question.The duty falls upon me as your Sovereign to invite you to become Prime Minister...and to form a government in my name.And if you agree, the custom is to say yes...P:Yes...Q:Mrs.Blair...Lovely to see you again.And congratulations.You must be very proud.--Yes...Q:And exhausted, I imagine...Where will you be spending the summer?--France.Q:Oh, lovely.P:You'll be at Balmoral, right? Q:Yes, I can't wait.It's a wonderful place.You know my great great grandmother Victoria said of it...in Balmoral all seems to breed...freedom and peace and make one forget the world and its sad turmoils.Oh, excuse me.Oh, yes of course...I'm so sorry, we're going to have to leave it there.Not to short was it? 15 minutes...One doesn't want to be rude.--No, no.--hank you very much for coming, now fuck off!P:I know, what was all that about?--Godknows...Diana.Whatever it is it will be something to do with Diana.Princess Diana embroiled in more controversy as she pulls out of a meeting with MP's...Princess Diana moved today to patch up her relations with the former royal nanny...Princess Diana flew to Milan today for the memorial service for the murdered Italian fashion designer...Gianni Versace.Where tonight, another royal controversy sparkles...after finding herself embroiled in her second controversy this week...I am not a political figure...Princess Diana sailed out into the Mediterranean...in one of Mr.Mohamed al-Fayed's yachts today...with his son.A quarter of a million pounds, for photographs which appear to show the couple embracing...Once again, her judgement's under scrutiny...--Robin Janvrin.What?I want everyone in ASAP.Ma'am?Ma'am?Ma'am, Mr.Janvrin is here to see you.Q:What?--Good evening, Ma'am.I'm sorry to disturb.But I just had a call from our Embassy in Paris.It's The Princess of Wales.--Why?What's she done now? P:I see, em...Who are we speaking to then?Right, well keep me updated.It's Diana, she's been in a car accident in Paris.--Is it serious? P:Apparently..Dodi Fayed is dead.Let's just recap on the details of those injuries, Maxine.Yes Nick, what they're saying is...that the Princess is in the intensive care unit of a south-east Paris hospital.She has a concussion, a broken arm, and...--What was she doing in Paris? I thought she was supposed to be in London.Q:Oh, you know what she's like.Charles, isn't this awful?What are you going to do about the boys?--Let them sleep until we know more.Q:Yes, that's sensible.--I should go to Paris.I told my people to start organising a jet.Q:What, a private one?--Yes...Q:Isn't that precisely the sort of extravagance they always attack us for?--How else am I supposed to get to Paris at this time of night?The airport atAberdeen will be e the royal flight.They keep one plane on permanent standby...in case I should kick the bucket.Q:No mummy!That's out of the question.This isn't a matter of state.--What are you talking about? Q:Diana is no longer a member of the royal family.She's not a HRH.This is a private matter.--She's mother to your grandchildren.---What is happening now?---I don't know...I can't hear...everyone's shouting.--Thanks for coming in.The Ambassador, from Paris.Good evening, sir.---Yes?--I have just spoken to our Ambassador in Paris, Ma'am...I'm afraid it's not good news...No!No, no, no...Diana, Princess of Wales, has died, after a car crash in Paris.The french government announced her death just before 5 o'clock this morning.P:What have I got on this week?--You're writing your maiden conference speeches, Prime Minister.P:Well, let's cancel everything else.This is going to be massive...I'd better make a statement in the morning.--Well, you'll be pleased to know I've already started coming up with ideas.P:God, she's only been dead an hour...--Well, would you prefer I didn't do my job?--They're going go to go back to sleep.Try anyway...My private secretary's office have found a travel agency open in New York that will...sell me a flight to Paris, with an hours stop over in Manchester.Perhaps now you might like to consider whether it's still an extravagance to bring back the mother...of the future King of England...In one of our planes? Q:Alright...of course.John, I don't want the boys to see the news and get upset...first thing in the morning, I want the radio taken out of the bedroom, and the television taken out of the nursery.--Yes, Ma'am.--Well, well, well...Q:Yes.--Are you alright?Your sister called.From Tuscany.Q:Well, I hope you told her to come back, cut her holidayshort.--I did.Q:I can't imagine she was pleased...--That's putting it mildly.Q:What did she say?--Something about Diana managing...to be even more annoying dead than alive...Q:Just make sure you never let the boys hear you talk like that.--Of course...Something to help you go down.Q:No, I think I'll write my diary a little longer.--Fine.I'm going to bed.We've heard nothing official from the Palace yet, we still don't know when we're gonna get any further statements from inside the Palace..or of course when the royal family are due back.P:That's how she will remain, in our minds, our hearts...forever.OK? Got it!--Where will you do it?P:We'll do it at the church.On the way in.--Alright, I'll organise it.P:Hang on...I wanna watch this.This is not the time for incriminations, but for sadness...however I would say that I always believed the press would kill her in the end...but not even I could imagine they'll take such a direct hand in her death...as seems to be the case.It would appear that every proprietor and editor...of every publication that has payed for intrusive and exploitative photographs of her...has blood on his hands today.--Not the press, mate.You got the wrong villain.T ony...P:got to go...--You about to speak to The Queen?P:Yeah...--Ask her if she greased the breaks.P:Now, now...P:Hello?Right, okay...Q:Is The Prince of Wales with the boys?--Yes, Ma'am Q:And he's going to Paris?--Yes...I'm sorry to disturb, Ma'am...Ma'am...but I have the Prime Minister for you, from his constituency.Lucky you..Q:Thank you, Robin.I'll take it in the study.P:Good morning, Your Majesty.Q:Prime Minister.P:May I say right away, how very sorry I am...and that the thoughts and prayers of my family are with you at this terrible time.And with the Princes, in particular.Q:Thank you.P:Is it your intention to make some kind of appearance?Or statement? Q:No, no!Certainly not.No member of the royal familywill speak publicly about this.This is a private matter.We would all appreciate it, if it could be respected as such.P:I see.I don't suppose anyone has had time to think about the funeral, yet? Q:We've spoken with the Spencer family, and it is their wish...it is their expressed wish, that this should be a private funeral with a memorial service to follow, in a month or so.P:Right...Q:And given that Diana was no longer a member of the royal family...we have no other choice, but to respect their wishes.P:I see...you don't feel that in view of her high profile popularity...it might be an idea to pay tribute to her life and achievements?Or even just to her as a mother? Q:Well, as I said, it's her family's wish...P:And the public, Ma'am? The British people...you don't think a private funeral might be denying them a chance...Q:A chance to what?P:To share in the grief.Q:This is a family funeral, Mr.Blair, not a fairground attraction.I think The Princess has already paid a high enough price...for exposure to the press...don't you?Now, if there's nothing else, I must get on.The children have to be looked after.P:Of course...well, goodbye Your Majes...Her instinct is to do nothing.Say nothing..and give her a private funeral.--Are you surprised?She hated her guts.P:Well, I think it's a mistake...They screwed up her life, let's hope they don't screw up her death.Where can I find a black tie? Q:Oh, the chaplain called.He wanted to know, whether we should make any changes in the service..any...special mention of Diana.--What did you say? Q:Well, I told him not to change a thing.--Quite right...Q:I think the less attention one draws to it, the better.For the boys.--Yes...Q:But I think maybe we should find some company for them...Some young people.--I'll take them for a long walk, this afternoon..up Craggie Head.Q:Yes, but no guns Phillip..it is Sunday.And we're going...in fact...I believe...to Sedgefield, thePrime Minister's constituency...where he is about to make a statement...yes the Prime Minister coming now, with his wife Cherie...--He's on.Alastair, he's e on!P:...as her own life was often, sadly touched by tragedy...she touched the lives, of so many others in...in Britain, throughout the world...with joy...and with comfort.The people, everywhere...not just here in Britain, everywhere...they kept faith, with Princess Diana.They liked her, they loved her...they regarded her, as one of the people...she was the people's Princess.And that's how she will stay...how she will remain in our hearts...and in our memories...forever.--A little over the top, don't you think? P:The people of Britain, he said...kept faith with Princess Diana...they loved her..she was the people's Princess.--Did we remember the Royal Standard?---Yes, Sir.--And flowers?---Yes, Sir.--Good, 'cause if we leave it to the rural undertakers...they'll bring her back in a wooden crypt.--Hello?---This is Lord Airlie, may I speak with the Prime Minister, please?--One moment, please.Lord Airlie..The Lord Chamberlain in charge of the funeral..you're meeting him at the airport.P:Lord Airlie.--Good afternoon, Prime Minister, it's my job to organise all the ceremonial events.There is simply no precedent for the funeral of an ex-HRH.P:Perhaps we shall plan for any contingency.--Yes, I propose a meeting at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning at Buckingham Palace...Officials from all three Palaces, representatives from the Spencer family, the emergency services...would you send some of your people? P:Absolutely, of course.Precedent!? Where do they find these people?--Prime Minister...P:I'm so sorry, Sir.If there's anything I..or my government, can do...--They stood up, as we drove past, in cafes? in restaurants...removed their hats, this was Paris, one of the busiest cities in the world...and you could hear a pin drop.P:Iimagine it will be the same here.--The Palace would still prefer to see this as a private funeral.What are your feelings on that? P:I (I)think that will present us with difficulties.--So do I...My mother, The es from a generation of best equipped...she grew up in the war...I think..what we need..what this country needs...is a more modern perspective, if you follow...Balmoral is...P:I think I understand...An aircraft of the Queen's flight...brought The Princess' body home this evening...where the Prime Minister, Tony Blair, had gathered with members of his government.A single black hearse crossed the tarmac...and a Royal Air Force guard of honour, moved slowly forward.Q:Has anyone heard from the Spencer's yet?Have they made up their minds when the funeral will be?--Well I don't know.Nobody tells me anything.President Clinton was with his wife, when he heard the news last night.We liked her very much...we admired her work for children...for people with AIDS, for the cause of ending the scour of landmines...--On our walk today one of the ghillies said he'd seen a large stag up Craggie Head...He reckoned, 14 pointer.We haven't had one as big as that on the estate, for years...No, quite...Anyway...I thought it might be a good distraction...for the boys.Q:What..stalking?You don't think that's a bit soon, do you?--I think anything that gets them outside, is a good idea....she became an increasingly unhappy figure.The couple divorced in August of last year.It was the love story that brought crowds into the streets...they came to see The Queen, of course, and The Prince...but most of all, they came to see Diana.Q:I'm going to bed.--I'll ring the Lord Chamberlain's office.Say we are going to send representatives for the meeting tomorrow morning, 10 o'clock.---Thank you, Stephen.She gave us so much.Why couldn't we have given her a littlesomething...and left her alone?It just hurts me so much.I've never experienced anything like this.I can't...I keep waiting to wake up, like it's a bad dream.--Right, it's 10 o'clock.Let's get started, shall we?And thank you all for coming, at such short notice.I think we all agree that this is an extraordinarily sensitive occasion...which presents us with tremendous challenges.logistically, constitutionally...practically, diplomatically and procedurally.Christ...P:After 18 years of opposition...I am proud to stand before you, as the new Prime Minister of our country...--Labour, Prime Minister.P:I want to set an ambitious course to modernise this country...to breed new life in to old institutions.To make privileged something for the many...not the few...--Flipping heck...You think the royals are nutters?You should meet their flunkies...Two and a half hours of whether she should be carried in a hearse or a gun carriage.Anyway, you got raves in the press.This lot calls you the nation's mourner-in-chief.This lot says you're the only person who's correctly judged, the mood of the country.Even The Mail is impressed.The people's Princess, mate...you owe me.--Gordon for you...P:Tell him to hang on.Alastair...So they've come to their senses? Is it going to be a public funeral?--Yeah, Saturday..It's a whopper!The Abbey, the works...P:Great.Has anyone told the queen yet?--I don't know.No doubt some flunky will be dispatched.Grovelling on all fours.Q:Do you think it's wise for the boys to go stalking so soon?Anything that gets them into the fresh air, is a good thing.Maybe they shouldn't take their guns? I mean, if a photographer were to see them, it might send out the wrong signal?--If there is a photographer out there...he could be the first kill of the day.Q:I see Mr.Fayed was buried last night...At midnight.No cameras, no fuss.Very dignified.Why do they do that?Why do they bury their bodies so soon after their death?--Islamic tradition...something to do with the heat.It stops the body decomposing Q:Yes, come in!--Good morning, Ma'am...Ma'am.Q:Yes, Robin...what can we do for you?--Ma'am.There was a meeting at the Palace, this morning...Q:About the funeral arrangements, yes...--The Lord Chamberlain faxed over these plans for you to consider.There is now general agreement, Ma'am...that a public funeral, would be more appropriate.Q:I see...And what form will this funeral take?--At the moment they're suggesting...and of course, these are early days...basing it on Tay Bridge.---Tay Bridge? Q:What?---But Tay Bridge is to go down for my funeral.--Indeed, Ma'am.But it would be for practical reasons only...it's the only one which has been...rehearsed.The only one that could be put together, in time...---But I supervised those plans myself...--Indeed...And the Lord Chamberlain was at pains to stress that the spirit of the occasion will be quite different, for example...the suggestion is that instead of 400 soldiers...400 representatives of the Princess' various charities march behind the coffin.And instead of foreign heads of state...and crown heads of Europe...the guests would include...a sprinkling of actors of stage and screen...fashion designers...and other...Celebrities.---Celebrities?Q:Was there anything else?--No, Ma'am.Oh, yes, one other thing...the police commissioner was keen that you consider...the idea of a condolence book.It would give the growing crowds something to do..make marshaling them easier.Q:Oh, yes, yes of course...--Oh, and the flowers...Q:What flowers?--The flowers outside Buckingham Palace...At the moment they're blocking the path through the Main Gate..and will make things difficult for the changing of the guards.Q:Oh, fine.Just move them away.--Actually, the Lord Chamberlain was wondering whether we shouldn't leave the flowers...and send the guards through the North Gate Q:Oh, yes, yes of course.Yes, that's quite right.--Stephen Lamport on one.P:Who?--The Prince of Wales' private secretary.Balmoral.He says it's urgent.P:Good morning.--Good morning, Prime Minister.The Prince of Wales has asked me to thank you again for your kind words yesterday.P:Not at all.--The Prince feels that...you and he...are both modern men, of similar mind...who could work well together, at this difficult time.P:Ah, well..please thank His Highness and assure him he can count on my full support.At all times.Was that it?arre.Why is Charles doing this?--What? P:Creeping up to me like this.Banging on about being modern.He did it at the airport, when he asked me to deal with his mother.--Because he knows that if the Queen continuous to get it wrong over Diana...then the royals become public enemy number one.And he's terrified of being shot, apparently.P:Who, Charles?--His people have already been on to us..to ask for extra protection.He probably thinks that if he seems to be on our side...then that would leave The Queen in the firing line.P:What..so it's okay for his mother to take the bullet, and not him...What a family!--Wait, where are they? Q:They're up at Craggy Head.--I'll come with you.Do you want me to drive?Q:No, certainly not.--I thought you were going to get a new one of these? Q:What for..it's perfectly alright.--I was thinking last night what Diana might have done...had it been me that died in the tunnel in Paris.She would certainly have taken the boys to Paris.I rather regret not doing that know.Q:What, and expose them to the media?that would have been a dreadful thing to do.No, they'remuch better of here...it's private, they're protected.--Whatever else you may have thought of Diana, she was a wonderful mother.She adored those boys, and never let them forget it.Always warm, and physical...never afraid to show her feelings...Q:Especially whenever a photographer was in sight.--She may have encouraged all that, but still...that was always the extraordinary thing about her...her weaknesses, and transgressions...only made the public love her more.And ours only make them hate us.Why is that?Why do they hate us so much? Q:Not us, dear...--What?Yesterday, when we brought the coffin back...there was a noise, a bang, I don't mind telling you (I)thought it was a gun.I thought someone had taken a shot at me.Q:I think I'm going to walk back.I don't feel like stalking.--Oh, are you sure?Q:I'll take the dogs.Walkies? e on...Do you think...you'll ever be Queen?No I don't, no.Why do you think that?I like to be a Queen of people's hearts, in people's hearts.But I don't see myself as being Queen of this country.I don't think many people would want me to be Queen...Actually, when I say many people, I mean the establishment that I married into.Because they've decided...that I'm a non-starter.Q:Charles and I had a talk in the car today.He was good enough to share with me, his thoughts on motherhood.--What did he say?Q:How wonderful Diana was...--That's changing his tune.Q:...and natural.They see me as a threat of some kind.--Oh, for Gods sake!Q:Maybe he's got a point...Maybe we are partly to blame...--Oh, I can't watch this.Q:No, no wait..please, no..leave it!We encouraged the match.We signed of on it, both of us.You were very enthusiastic, remember?--She was a nice girl.Then...And I was sure he'd give the other one up...or at least make sure his wife toed the line.Isn't that what everyone does?Q:Is it? Well,there were three of us, in this marriage...so it was a bit crowded.--I can't bear it anymore..If you're watching, I'll sleep next door.Early start tomorrow.Q:Any luck with your stag?--No, but close..A couple of hundred yards at one point.One of the boys even got a shot off.We'll get him tomorrow.See you in the morning.Not to worry.Night night.Charles continued to love a woman he'd fallen for years before...--The good news is that the Palace has agreed to video screens in the Royal Parks...P:And the bad news?--Crash barriers...P:What about them?--Well they're now predicting...more than two million people in the center of London.There aren't enough barriers to line the route.So we've gone tapping into the french for theirs.And there's something else I think you should see...Can we run that piece again?Of course.You're gonna love this...I don't like their behaviour..very disgraceful.What do you think madam?I think it's disgusting, that they have not appeared or said a word...relating to all this.P:Look, I know all this.--Wait for it..Not to have a flag up, I think it's a disgrace on the whole royal family.OK, The Queen's not in residence today...but where the hell is the flag?You see what I'm saying about the establishment? P:Don't tell me there isn't a flag flying at half mast over Buckingham Palace..To people she was their king and queen, when them two were together it was a fairytale come true...P:Will someone please save these people from themselves.Fine, I'll call Balmoral.Because as Prime Minister, I really got nothing better to do.Q:Come on dogs, come on...Is the firelights alright?A bit damp.Well I brought some stew..just in case.I think it's lamb..we could always have that cold.--No, we'll be alright.Q:Stay.Robin had a call from the Prime Minister, who expressed his concern...--About what? Q:About the flag above Buckingham Palace.He thinks it should be flying at half mast.--Ihope Robin told him there isn't a flag above Buckingham Palace.There's the Royal Standard, which flies for one reason only...to denote the presence of the monarch.Since you're here, the flag pole is bare, which is as it should be.---Isn't it possible, that for some people...the Royal Standard, is just a flag...And that the flag pole being bare, sends out the wrong signal..Q:No, that's not the point.--The point is, it's more than 400 years old.It hasn't been lowered for anyone.----Your grandfather didn't get the flag at half mast, when he died.If you're mother died tomorrow, she wouldn't either.---Yes, granny.But sometimes, in a situation like this, one has to be flexible.It is just a flag.Q:What about the Union Jack? Was Mr.Blair's next suggestion..----For heavens sake?--The next thing he'll be suggesting...you change your name to Hilda and mine to Hector.Who does he think he's talking to?You're the Sovereign, the Head of State...you don't get dictated to.You've conceded the idea of a public funeral...you've opened up the parks, that's enough.Q:Shh...the boys..--You wait..In 48 hours, this will all have calmed down.--Where once it seemed comforting...for the first time my parents can see...what it's been like for me all these years...being up against her popularity.But they're still making the mistake of thinking that the Diana they knew...from living and dealing with her...will eventually be the one seen by the public..but it won't!The two Dianas, the public's and ours, bear no relation to one another, at all..I've been thinking, the flag of St.George's is at half mast over High Grove?---Yes, sir.--Well, make sure we get a picture of that in the papers, will you?---I'll get on to the tabloids, call in a few favours.--What about a statement of gratitude, to the crowds?something heartfelt, from myself and the boys...thanking people for all the flowers...and so on.---Right.Di was wonderful, because she stood up to the。

"The Mad Hatter"（疯帽子匠）这个典故主要来源于刘易斯·卡罗尔（Lewis Carroll）的《爱丽丝梦游仙境》（Alice's Adventures in Wonderland）一书，该书是一部英国文学经典，讲述了一个名为爱丽丝的女孩在一个充满奇幻和荒诞元素的仙境中的冒险故事。

"The Mad Hatter" 这个角色是故事中的一个独特而古怪的角色，他戴着一顶奇形怪状的大礼帽，因此得名。

这个角色以其离奇古怪的言行举止和独特的外貌而著称。

疯帽子匠与爱丽丝的互动发生在茶会上，这场茶会因为疯帽子匠和他的同伴们的古怪行为而变得荒诞不经。

在这个场景中，疯帽子匠表现出情绪的不稳定和离奇怪异的举止。

这个角色的名字源自维多利亚时代的英格兰，那时工匠们使用铅盐制造帽子，长时间接触这些铅盐可能导致铅中毒，进而引起疯狂的症状。

因此，“mad as a hatter”（疯得像个制帽匠）这个表达在当时成为了一种流行的说法。

这个典故的含义超越了故事本身，通常被引用为描述某人举止古怪、言行离奇或者思维不稳定的形容词。

因此，当我们提到"The Mad Hatter"时，通常是指一个非常怪异、古怪、或者有些疯狂的个体。

绿野仙踪英文节选"The Wonderful Wizard of Oz" is a classic American children's novel written by L. Frank Baum. Below is a selected excerpt from the book:"Dorothy lived in the midst of the great Kansas prairies, with Uncle Henry, who was a farmer, and Aunt Em, who was the farmer's wife. Their house was small, for the lumber to build it had to be carried by wagon many miles. There were four walls, a floor, a roof, and a door; but no windows. The house was gray, and the roof was painted red, just like all the other houses in the country.When Dorothy stood in the doorway and looked around, she could see nothing but the great gray prairie on every side. Not a tree nor a house broke the broad sweep of flat country that reached to the edge of the sky in all directions. The sun had baked the plowed land into a gray mass, with little cracks running through it. Even the grass was not green, for the sun had burned the tops of the long blades until they were the same gray color to be seen everywhere. Once the house had been painted, but the sun blistered the paint and the rains washed it away, and now the house was as dull and gray as everything else.When Aunt Em came there to live she was a young woman, and now she was old and her hair was white. Uncle Henry was a thin, gray-haired man with a mild disposition. They were both dressed in blue gingham and had lived in the house many years. Of course they had no children, for there was no one for them to marry, so they took care of Dorothy as best they could.One day, Dorothy and her dog Toto were inside the house when suddenly a cyclone struck. The house shook and swayed and the wind howled outside. Dorothy and Toto managed to get to the cellar just in time. When the cyclone was over and everything grew still, they went upstairs to see what had happened. They were amazed to find that the house had been lifted up into the air and was now moving away at a great speed.Dorothy looked out of the window and saw a beautiful sight. In the midst of the cyclone, she and the house had been carried up into the sky and were now floating in the air! But soon, the wind began to die down, and with a sudden bump, the house landed on the ground. Dorothy and Toto were safe, but when they looked out of the window, they saw that they were no longer in Kansas. They were in a strange country, and everything looked different from what they had ever seen before."。

三年级英语故事演讲3分钟My Favorite Story -Harry PotterHello everyone! Today I want to talk about my favorite Story。

The book character’s name is Harry Potter. Harry Potter is a young wizard with black hair and green eyes. He has a lightning bolt scar on his forehead.When Harry Potter was a baby, an evil wizard killed his parents. But when he tried to use magic to kill Harry, it didn't work. The magic hit Harry but did not hurt him. That's why Harry has the lightning scar. Harry did not know he was a wizard when he was young. He lived with his mean aunt and uncle who would not let Harry do any magic.On Harry Potter's 11th birthday, he learned the truth. A giant came and told Harry he was a wizard and would go study at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. At Hogwarts, Harry learned spells and how to use his magic. He made great friends and had many exciting adventures. Harry Potter showed that magic doesn’t make you great –your choices do.I like Harry Potter because he is brave and loyal to his friends. He always tries to do what is right, even when it is difficult. I think we can learn from his example. That’s why he is my favorite book character. Thank you!我最喜欢的故事-哈利波特大家好!今天我想跟大家谈谈我最喜欢的故事。

【英文文学】潘德尔的巫师The Witches of PendleChapter 1 THE PEDLAR 小贩1 THE PEDLARThe spring of 1634 arrives，but in the prison of Lancaster Castle it stays cold．The twenty women in the prison are dirty，hungry and cold．There are no beds or chairs and so they sleep on the cold floor．There are no windows，so it is al-ways dark．The women want to get out of the prison；they want to go home．Sometimes the guards open the big，old door and put some bread and water on the floor．Then they close the door again．My name is Jennet Device，and I am one of the twenty women in prison．Day after day，I sit on the cold floor and wait．I want to feel warm again；I want to see the sky again，and Pen-dle Hill，the beautiful hill near my home．But I am in the dark prison of Lancaster Castle，and I sit on the cold floor and wait．One day，something happens．The guards open the big，old door．'Jennet Device！'a guard calls．'Come here at once，witch！Somebody wants to see you．'I get up slowly because I'm very cold and I walk across the dark room to the door．Perhaps it' s someone from Read Hall！Perhaps I'm going home！'Jennet Device，be quick！'the guard calls again．Someone is standing at the door with the guard．'Jennet，'he says quietly．I see him then：a tall man with brown hair and tired blue eyes．He is not from Read Hall．It is Mr Webster，from the church at Kild wick．My legs stop moving and suddenly I want to sit down．'Come on，come on，' the guard says angrily．He begins to close the door．'Come out here for a minute，Jennet，' Mr Webster says quietly．'Sit down and eat something．'I sit down at a little table near the door．Mr Webster gives me some bread and some meat and I begin to eat hungrily．'Ten minutes，'the guard says．'After ten minutes，she goes in again．'Thank you，'Mr Webster says．'How is everyone at Read Hall？'I ask at last．Mr Webster smiles．'Everyone is well．I was there yesterday．'I close my eyes for a minute．' Mr Webster，it' s not true．I'm not a witch，you know．''I know，Jennet，'Mr Webster says．'Last week，I brought Edmund Robinson and his father into my church，and asked them about the boy's story．Many people believed Edmund' s story，but some people didn' t．Edmund Robinson is going to London tomorrow with his father，and a judge is going to ques-tion them．'The guard comes back and begins to open the door．' Time！' he says．Mr Webster stands up．'God is here with you，Jennet．Never forget that．You can be happy，when God is with you．'I stand up too，and take the bread from the table．' Yes，Mr Webster．God is with me；I believe that．' But happy？How can I be happy？I go back into the dark prison，and the guard closes the door behind me．The women run to me．'Bread！Give us bread！'they cry．Quickly，I put the bread in my shirt．I don't want to lose it．I walk across the room and sit down on the floor．I am crying，but I feel a little better．Edmund Robinson，of Newchurch，is only ten years old．Edmund told lies about me and about many women：he saw us at a witches' meeting at a house called Hoarstones．It's not true，but many people believed him．What is he going to say in London？The truth？Or more lies．But now，in the prison of Lancaster Castle，I want to tell my story．It is a story about rich men and angry villagers；about old women and hungry children．It is a true story，and it happened to me．I was born in 1603．My family was always very poor，and after my father died，we were poorer．In winter，I was often ill and I was always cold and hungry．In summer，I was sometimes ill and I was often cold and hungry．We lived some miles from the village of New church，in an old house called Malkin Tower．It was dirty and cold．The rain came in through the windows and there were no doors．To the west，was the big hill called Pendle．Pendle Hill was beautiful．I loved Pendle Hill because it sat quietly all year and watched me．My story begins on the eighteenth day of March in the year 1612．I was nine years old，and my life began to change on that day．My mother and my grandmother were ill and they sat on the floor，with their dogs，near the little fire．My sister Alizon wanted to go out．'I'm going to look for bread，'she said．My brother James sat near the fire，his mouth open．'Go and look for bread，'he said．'Go and look for bread．'James often said things again and again．Alizon ran out of the house and I followed her．'Go and look for bread！'James called．Alizon began to go east，up the hill and past the big trees be-hind Malkin Tower．Alizon walked fast．She was eighteen years old and she was tall with long，dirty brown hair and a white，hungry face．It was cold，but there was no rain ．Alizon wore a coat and some shoes，but I had no coat and no shoes．' Please wait a minute！' I called to my sister．' I want to come with you．''No！'Alizon cried．'Go back，I don't want you．'Suddenly，a dog ran in front of Alizon．' Good dog，good dog！' Alizon called．The dog ran to her and she put her band on its head．It was my sister' s dog and it liked her．It was a big dog with big teeth and I didn' t like it because it was always hungry．I followed Alizon and her dog along the river to Colne．But before we arrived at Colne，we met John Law．John Law was a big fat man，about fifty years old．'Can I have some money，please？'Alizon called．'I'm hun-gry•John Law didn' t answer．He walked slowly because he was fat and because he carried a big bag on his back．In his bag were a lot of beautiful things．He was a pedlar and he walked across the hills and visited all the villages．'Can I have some money？'Alizon called again．'I'm very hungry！'John Law stopped．' Stop following me，' he said．' I'm not going to give you money．''Give me money！'Alizon said．'I don' t want to give you money，' the pedlar said．He took his hat off．There was not much hair on his head．'I don't like you and I don' t like your family．A lot of bad women，you are，and your father was a bad man，too．'Alizon was angry．'Don't talk about my father—he' s dead now！Give me some money，old man！'John Law' s face was red．' No！' he cried．He began to walk up the hill to the village．'Go back to your dirty family！'Alizon began to laugh angrily．'A dead man！A dead man！'she called．'Dead before dark，John Law！'She looked down at her dog and put her hand on its head．'Go after him，dog，'she said．'Go after him and get him！'The big dog began to run after the pedlar．John Law stopped．He looked afraid and his face was very red．'Call your dog back，you bad girl！'he shouted．Suddenly，his mouth opened and his face went white．Slowly，he began to fall，and his big body hit the road．The dog came up to him，but the pedlar did not move．Alizon watched John Law for a minute．Then she said to me，'Go and call someone from the village．'I felt afraid，but I ran alog the road very quickly．'Help！Help！'I called to the villagers．'The pedlar is ill'The villagers came out of their houses and followed me down the hill．A young man looked at John Law carefully．'He's not dead，'he said，'but he' s very ill．Let' s move him to the nearest house．Someone must go and call his son．'Just then，John Law began to talk very slowly．'I can' t move！' he said．' I 'm alive，but I can' t move！'I went back to stand near Alizon．The dog sat at her feet．'That Device girl…'John Law said slowly，'she—she cursed me！She wanted me to die！And her dog came to get me．All the villagers looked at Alizon．'I 'm sorry，'Alizon said quickly．'I'm very hungry and I wanted some money，that's all．''Go away！' the villagers cried．'You' re a witch，and we don' t want you in our village．'Alizon began to run away down the hill and her dog followed．I watched the villagers．They carried John Law slow-ly up the hill to the nearest house．And then I followed my sis-ter down thehill．I was hungry and tired and Malkin Tower was many miles away．I was nine years old and I was angry．I was angry because the pedlar was ill．I was angry because the villagers didn' t like me ．And I was angry because my sister was a witch．1 小贩1634年的春天来了，但是在兰开斯特城堡监狱里却是寒冷依旧。