典范英语8-1刺猬女孩艾蜜

刺猬女孩艾蜜1.卑鄙的派克（Peck）先生当艾蜜冲进屋的时候，她的妈妈正在厨房里。

“在学校怎么样啊？”Harris太太问艾蜜，希望艾蜜想往常一样回答说“很好”“太棒了”艾蜜大叫。

“一位女士讲了关于野生动物的课，并给我们展示了一只刺猬。

我要打算成为一个刺猬研究专家”。

“一个什么？”Harris太太问道“一个刺猬专家，一个知道刺猬的一切的人”。

“那很好啊！”Harris太太说，：你应该去图书馆看看能不能找到相关的书籍”。

“噢，天哪”艾蜜抱怨道：“那我就不得不去见Peck先生了”。

Peck先生是孩子们的图书管理员。

他是一个小气而且卑鄙的人。

他经常住在艾蜜的隔壁房间。

当艾蜜到达图书馆的时候，图书馆几乎没有人。

艾蜜顺着书架看，试着找到一本关于刺猬的书。

“你在干什么呢？”一个严厉的声音从艾蜜身后发出。

艾蜜几乎从自己的袜子里跳出来“我在找一本关于动物的书籍”“动物，真的吗？“我在找一本关于动物的书籍”，Peck显示嗤之以鼻。

“什么种类的动物啊？驯养动物？野生动物？来自哪的动物呢？非洲？印度？英国？”“是刺猬”，艾米回答说。

“刺猬！”Peck先生大叫，“这最坏的动物，它们掘起蔬菜，并咬下一大块”。

Peck先生从书架里取出一本书，说：“如果你一定要研究这个恐怖的东西的话，这是我能为你做到的最好的了”。

“谢谢！”艾蜜礼貌的答道。

“记住要准时还书。

你难道不怕把刺猬引进你的花园吗？别忘了，你的花园将步我的花园的后尘。

如果我看到刺猬接近我的胡萝卜的话，你知道我会怎么做吗？”“不知道”，艾米说。

“我会用我的喷水枪射击！”回到家里，艾蜜读了关于刺猬的那本书。

她发现刺猬会吃鼻涕虫和蜗牛，但书上并没有提到会吃蔬菜的事情。

第二天她把书还到了图书馆。

“这是什么？” Peck先生问，“这本书还有20天才到期呢！”“但我已经读完了啊！”艾米说，“这儿还有更多的关于刺猬的书吗？”“在那边呢！” Peck先生厉声回答，并用鼻子指着（不懂）。

《典范英语》8-1Amy the Hedgehog Girl刺猬女孩艾蜜编剧：洛阳第二外国语学校Characters:M-Mom A-Amy N- Narrator P- Peck A1- Audience 1A2- Audience 2Props: 3 hedgehogs, dog food, spray gun, apron, plastics eggs, bowl, wire whipper, headset, dressing gown, a torch, 3 medals. Peck’ssign, a small bucket to hold coins, and coins.Scene I(At home. Mum is busy in the kitchen. She is cracking some eggs and starting to whip them in the bowl. Amy rushed in, panting)M: Hi! Dear, how was school?A:(Loudly and excitedly)It was great! A lady gave us a talk on wildlife and she showed us a hedgehog. (Slower) I am going to become a hedgehog ... (swallow) expert.M: (puzzled)A what?A: (Proudly) A hedgehog expert! Someone who knows all~~~~ about hedgehogs.M:(Smiling)That's good. You'll need to go to the library and see if you can find some books.A: (Realizes and looks down) Oh dear, I’ll have to see Mr. Peck.Scene 2(In Library. Mr. Peck is sittingbehind his desk, looking at Amy over his glasses, frowning and pursing. Meantime, Amywalks in cautiously.)A: Good afternoon Mr. Peck.(Mr. Peck says nothing, and keeps staring at Amy who starts looking along the shelves, and throwing a peek or two at Peck.)P:(Stands up slowly) WHAT ARE you DOING?A: (Jumps, looks scared) I... I... I am looking for a book about animals.P: Animals? Indeed.(Sniffs and starts walking slowly along the shelf) What sort of animals? Tame animals? Wild animals?Animals from Africa? India? Britain?A: (Cuts in) Hedgehogs!P:(Loud) Hedgehogs? The VERY worst animals there are? They dig up vegetables and bite lumps out of them. (He pulls a book from the shelves.) If you must study the horrid things, THIS is the best I can do.A: Thank you!P: Make sure you bring it back on time. And don't you dare bring hedgehogs into our garden. Your garden is next to mine, don't forget. If I see a hedgehog near my carrots, do you know what I am going to do?A: No....?P: I'm going to squirt it with my spray gun! (Takes out a spray gun.)Scene 3(Garden. Amy wears a headset, making the hedgehog noise, and then starts talking to herself) A: I'm talking hedgehog! I wish I knew what I was saying. I really need a hedgehog to help me. (Starts searching) I'm sure there is one here in the garden. If I make hedgehog noises, perhaps it will hear me! (Starts making the hedgehog noise again. She stops to listen, nothing happened. Then she tried again. A cat came into the garden.)A: I'm going to keep trying. I'm sure I can do it!Scene 4(Home. Mom is folding some clothes when Amy came in, trying to sneak behind her.)M: Amy? (Amy stops, and mom turns to her.) Where did you go honey?A: I was in the garden, mom.M: What were you doing out there?A:(Playing naughty.) Um.. Wait and see.(There is a knock on the door. Mom goes to get thedoor and Amy sneaks away.)(Mr. Peck comes in his dressing gown)M: Good evening, Mr. Peck. What's the matter? (Amy sneaks back.)P: Mrs. Harris, every night when I have my bath I can hear a noise. It seems to be coming from your garden. (Amy giggled behind her hand.)M: Noise?P: Yes, some sort of animal. ( He leans towards Mrs Harris) I'd put poison down if Iwere you. That is the only way to deal with animals. (He leaves. Mrs. Harris leaves, too, shaking her head and looks puzzled.)A: Haha, Mr Peck thought I was an animal. That means, I am really good! I am going to try one more time!(Amy goes down on her knees and begins to make her hedgehog sounds. A hedgehog appears. Amy looks thrilled. They snort and squeak at each other. Then Peck comes with a torch. Amy looks up in surprise, and the hedgehog rolls into a ball.)P: What's going on?A:(Standing up) I'm chatting to a hedgehog.P: You cheeky young thing. Talking to hedgehogs indeed.(Looking around.)A: Excuse me...P:(Cutting in) And what's more, hedgehogs are dirty little beasts and they eat up all the vegetables in my garden.A:(Crossly) Rubbish! Hedgehogs are not dirty. And they don't eat vegetables. They eat slugs and snails. Now, if you don't mind, I was talking to a hedgehog.(Peck is shocked, and his eyes are wide open. Amy snorts to the hedgehog, and it unrolled slowly. Peck's mouth drops open, and then shows a sly look.)P: How often have you been doing this, dear?A: Never before. But from now on, I'll be here every night.( Starts leaving)P: (leaving too.) Hm, you're going to be here every night, you say.Scene 5(Amy sees Peck standing at the board. P covers it with a Jacket.)(Garden. Amy comes with mom.)A: Mom, come on! I'll show you the hedgehog.( Amy goes down on her knees and begins to snort. Two hedgehogs come, squeaking. Audience come, standing behind them.)M:(Whispering) What are you talking about?A: Slugs.(The audience look amazed. Someone says, 'Wow!' Mom and Amy look up.)P:( Standing out) I've asked a few friends over. I hope you don't mind.A:(Cross, then proud.) You may watch. But please don't talk or make a noise. AND, no photos.A1: What were you talking about, hedgehog girl?A: They told me about their young. Then they told me why they curl up into a ball. And, where to find the tastiest grubs. Oh, and they told me where they are going to sleep for the winter.M: (Hugging Amy) You are fantastic! Come in and I'll make you a nice hot drink.P: Yes! Yes! Yes! In you go. I'm sure you must be very tired. (He pushes the mother and daughter. Amy looks thoughtful. Peck turns and collects money)A2:(To Mr Peck)It was worth a pound of anybody's money. (Amy stops.)P: Ssh! (Looking around and sitting around a table with the audience.)A:( Takes the jacket off the board and reads) See the amazing Hedgehog Girl. Admission only £1.00.Tea and biscuits. (Turns around, looks cross) What a nerve! (Smiles) I know how to fix you, Mr peck.(Walks to the table.)Ladies and gentlemen. There is something I must tell you. All the money you have given tonight is going to a hospital to look after sick hedgehogs.(Everyone claps and nods their head.) P:( Looks angry.)Errrrrr.A: Not only that, but Mr. Peck has agreed that for every pound that you give tonight, he will give another pound of his own money. A big hand for Mr Peck! (Everyone claps again and cheers)A1:( Gives a nudge on Peck's shoulder) Good for you! ( Peck smiles.)Scene 6(Garden)N: This is not the end of the story. Amy feels rather sorry for Mr. Peck. After she sends the money to the hedgehog hospital, she asked the hedgehogs to patrol Mr.Pack's garden. She told them to make sure that no more of his vegetables were eaten by slugs. A few weeks Later, Mr. Peck won third prize for his marrows, runner beans and carrots at the local show.P:(Leans on the fence and waves to Amy, 3 medals in hand.) Hi, it's all thanks to the hedgehogs. I wish I had known before how useful they are.( hands over a paper bag.) I have just got some new books about hedgehogs in the library. I read that they adore dog food.(Hedgehogs come, squeaking)What are they saying?A: Well, hedgehogs are a little hard to understand when they have their mouth full. But I think they are saying thanks for the dog food.P: Haha, I should think so too. I paid a lot of money for the dog food. And could you teachthem not to speak with their mouth full? It is so rude.( They start to leave.)A: I'll try.(Amy turns to wave and smile at the hedgehogs, and the hedgehogs squeak and wave back.)。

典范英语8故事梗概英文回答：Chapter 1: The Call.The protagonist, a young woman named Emily, receives a mysterious call from an unknown phone number. A man's voice informs her that she has been chosen for a special mission. Emily is initially hesitant but agrees out of curiosity.Chapter 2: The Initiation.Emily arrives at a secluded location where she meets a group of other candidates. They undergo a series of physical and mental tests, testing their strength, agility, and problem-solving skills. Emily excels in the challenges and impresses the instructors.Chapter 3: The Training.After the initiation, Emily is assigned to a team and begins intensive training. She learns advanced combat techniques, weapons handling, and espionage tactics. She also undergoes rigorous physical conditioning and psychological preparation.Chapter 4: The Mission.Emily's team is deployed on a high-stakes mission to apprehend a dangerous criminal. They must infiltrate a heavily guarded facility, locate the target, and extract him without raising an alarm. Emily uses her skills and training to complete the mission successfully.Chapter 5: The Aftermath.After the mission, Emily returns to her normal life, but she is changed by her experience. She has become a highly skilled and confident operative, ready to face any challenge that comes her way.Chapter 6: The Revelation.Emily discovers that the mysterious organization she worked for is involved in a sinister plot. She must confront her past and decide whether to expose the truth or remain loyal to her former allies.Chapter 7: The Choice.Emily faces a moral dilemma. She must weigh the consequences of exposing the organization against the potential danger to herself and others. In the end, she chooses to do what she believes is right, even if it comes at a great personal cost.中文回答：第一章，召唤。

Amy the Hedgehogs GirlMiserable Mr PeckHer mum was in the kitchen when Amy rushed in.‘How was school?’ asked Mrs Harris, expecting the usual answer, ‘OK.’‘It was great,’cried Amy. ‘A lady gave us a talk on wildlife and she showed us a hedgehog expert.’‘A what?’ said Mrs Harris.‘A hedgehog expert. Someone who knows all about hedgehogs.’‘That’s good,’said Mrs Harris. ‘You’ll need to go the library and see if you can find some books.’‘Oh dear,’Amy groaned. ‘I’ll have to see Mr Peck.’Mr Peck was t he children’s librarian. He was a mean and miserable sort of person. He also lived next door to Amy.The library was almost empty when Amy arrived. She looked along the shelves, trying to find a book on hedgehogs.‘What are you doing?’ snapped a voice be hind her.Amy nearly jumped out of her socks. It was Mr Peck.‘I was looking for a book about animals.’‘Animals, indeed,’ sniffed Mr Peck. ‘What sort of animals? Tame animals? Wild animals? Animals from Africa? India? Britain?’‘Hedgehogs,’ said Amy.‘Hedgehogs!’ bawled Mr Peck. ‘The very worst animals there are. They dig up vegetables and bite lumps out of them.’He pulled a book from the shelves.‘If you must study the horrid things,this is the best I can do.’‘Thank you, said Amy politely.‘Make sure you bring it back on time. And don’t you dare bring hedgehogs into your garden. Your garden is next to mine, do n’t forget. If I see a hedgehog near my carrots, do you know what I am going to do?’‘No,’ said Amy.‘I’m going to squirt it with my spray gun.’At home, Amy read the book on hedgehogs. She found out that they ate slugs and snails. The book didn’t say anything about vegetables.The next day she took the book back to the library.‘What’s this?’ said Mr Peck. ‘This book is not due back for another twenty days.’‘But I’ve read it,’ said Amy. ‘Have you got any more books about hedgehogs?’‘Over there,’ snapped Mr Peck, pointing with his nose.Amy walked slowly along the shelves. Where were the books about animals? She was just about to risk asking Mr Peck, when she saw something. It was an old cassette tape, called‘Calls of the Wild’. It looked as if nobody had ever played it.Amy took it down from the shelf. It was part of a set of animal noises. This was tape number 12 and it was called Hedgehogs.Amy asked Mr Peck if she could borrow the cassette.‘Of course you can,’ he said rudely. ‘Though anybody who wants to listen to horrid animal noises must be mad.’He stamped the cassette box.‘And don’t forget to rewind the tape.’Hedgehog talkAmy sat in her room listening to the sounds of hedgehogs on her personal stereo, over and over again. Amy repeated the sounds herself.‘I’m talking hedgehog,’ thought Amy. ‘I wish I knew what I was saying. I really need a hedgehog to help me. I’m sure there’s one in t he garden. If I make hedgehog noises, perhaps it will hear me.’Amy ran down into the garden and made hedgehog noises as loudly as she could.She stopped and listened, but no hedgehogs answered. Amy tried again. But only a cat came into the garden.‘I’m going to keep trying,’said Amy. ‘I’m sure I can do it.’ At last she got cold and she went indoors.The next night Amy tried again. She tried every night for a week.‘What are you doing out there?’ asked Mrs Harris.‘Wait and see,’ said Amy.Just then the door bell rang. It was Mr Peck. He stood at the door in his dressing gown. Amy noticed that his hair was wet.‘Mrs Harris,’ said Mr Peck. ‘Every night when I have my bath I can hear a noise. It seems to be coming from your garden.’Amy giggled behind her hand.‘Noise?’ said Mrs Harris.‘Some sort of animal,’ said Mr Peck. ‘I’d put poison down if I were you. That is the only way to deal with animals.’As soon as Mr Peck had gone, Amy dashed out into the garden. ‘Mr Peck thought I was an animal,’ she said to herself. ‘I’m going to try one more time.’Amy went down on her knees and began to make her hedgehog sounds again.Almost at once there was a rustling noise and a hedgehog lumbered onto the lawn. Amy was delighted. The hedgehog and Amy snorted and squeaked at each other.Suddenly a torch beam shone in their eyes.‘What’s going on?’ said a voice. It was Mr Peck, still in his dressing gown. The hedgehog rolled into a ball.‘I’m chatting to a hedgehog,’ said Amy.‘You cheeky young thing. Talking to hedgehogs indeed.’‘Excuse me—’ began Amy.‘And what’s more,’Mr Peck cut in, ‘hedgehogs are dirty little beasts and they eat up all the vegetables in my garden.’‘Rubbish!’ said Amy crossly. ‘Hedgehogs are not dirty. And they don’t eat vegetables. They eat slugs and snails. Now, if you? don’t mind, I was talking to a hedgehog.’Mr Peck was too shocked to answer. His mouth dropped open as Amy snorted gently to the hedgehog. Slowly it unrolled.A sly look crept across Mr Peck’s face.‘How often have you been doing this,my dear?’ he asked.‘Never before,’ said Amy. ‘But from now on, I’ll be every night.’‘Hm,’ said Mr Peck. ‘You’re going to be here every night, you say.’The amazing hedgehog girlWhen Amy came home from school the next day, Mr Peck was in his front drive. He was fixing a large board to the gate. As soon as he saw Amy, he threw his coat over it.Amy had promised to show her mum the hedgehog. It was getting dark when they stepped into the garden to see her hedgehog friend.Amy went down on her knees and began to snort. This time two hedgehogs came up to her.‘What are you talking about?’ whispered Mrs Harris.‘Slugs.’There was a sound from next door. Amy shone her torch towards the fence. There were people staring into her garden. They all had their mouths open.One person stood out. It was Mr Peck.‘I’ve asked a few friends over,’ he said smoothly. ‘I hope you don’t mind.’Amy was cross, but she also felt rather proud that so many people had come to see her.‘You may wat c h. But please don’t talk or make a noise. And no photos.’The people nodded.Amy went down on her knees and snorted once more.This time three more hedgehogs came up. Amy managed to tell the hedgehogs that they had nothing to fear. The people just wanted to see how clever they were. Amy and the hedgehogs talked and played together.As soon as the hedgehogs had gone, the people behind the fence began to clap and cheer. Of course they wanted to know what Amy and the hedgehogs had been talking about.‘They told me about their young. Then they to ld me why they curl up into a ball. And where to find the tastiest grubs. Oh, and they told me where they are going to sleep for the winter.’Mrs Harris hugged Amy.‘You were fantastic,’ she said. ‘Come in and I’ll make you a nice hot drink.’‘Yes. In you go,’ said Mr Peck cheerily. ‘I’m sure you must be very tired.’There was something strange about Mr Peck. He had never said anything kind to Amy before. Then she heard an odd noise. It was the sound of coins being dropped into a box.‘It was worth a pound of anybody’s money,’ she heard someone say.‘Ssh,’ said Mr Peck.Then Amy remembered the board that Mr Peck had been fixing to his front gate. Why had Mr Peck tried to hide it? Amy rushed round to the front of the house. There on the board in large letters it said: ‘What a nerve,’ said Amy. Then a smile crept across her face. ‘I know how to fix you, Mr Peck.’She raced round to Mr Peck’s garden. Some of the people were still enjoying a cup of tea and biscuits.Before Mr Peck could stop her, she said,’ Ladies and gentlemen. There is something I must tell you. All the money you have given tonight is going to a hedgehog hospital to look after sick hedgehogs.’Everyone clapped and nodded their heads. Everyone except Mr Peck. His face went bright red and he made a strange spluttering noise.‘Not only that,’ went on Amy, ‘but Mr Peck has agreed that for every pound that you give tonight, he will give another pound of his own money.Everyone clapped again and cheered. Mr Peck went a very pale colour. Somehow he managed a smile.Before he could say anything, Amy said,’ And I am happy to say that the hospital has asked me to take the money for them.’She held out her hand. Gloomily, Mr peck passed the box over to Amy.Then, an even gloomier look spread across his face as he dug into his pocket and pulled out two ten pound notes. ‘A big hand for Mr Peck,’ said Amy.This is not quite the end of the story. Amy felt rather sorry for Mr Peck.After she had sent the money to the hedgehog hospital, she asked the hedgehogs to patrol Mr Peck’s garden. She told them to make sure that no more of his vegetables were eaten by slugs.A few weeks later, Mr Peck won third prize for his marrows, runner beans and carrots at the local show.That evening he leaned over the fence to show Amy his three prizes.‘It’s all thanks to those hedgehogs,’ he said. ‘I wish I had known before how useful they are. I’ve bought them a present.’ He handed her one tin of dog food.‘I’ve just got some new books about hedgehogs in the library. I read that the y adore dog food,’ he explained.A group of hedgehogs were soon busy tucking in. Amy knelt down beside them.‘What are they saying?’ asked Mr Peck.‘Well,’ said Amy. ‘Hedgehogs are a bit hard to understand when they have their mouths full. But I think they are saying thanks for the dog food.’‘I should think so too,’ said Mr Peck. ‘I paid a lot of money for that tin. And could you teach them not to speak with their mouths full? It is so rude.’‘I’ll try,’ said Amy.She looked at the hedgehogs and smiled.It seemed to her that they smiled back.。

典范英语刺猬女孩艾蜜修订版典范英语刺猬女孩艾蜜集团标准化小组：[VVOPPT-JOPP28-JPPTL98-LOPPNN]Amy the Hedgehogs GirlMiserable Mr PeckHer mum was in the kitchen when Amy rushed in.‘How was school’ asked Mrs Harris, expecting the usual answer, ‘OK.’‘It was great,’cried Amy. ‘A lady gave us a talk on wildlife and she showed us a hedgehog expert.’‘A what’said Mrs Harris.‘A hedgehog expert. Someone who knows all about hedgehogs.’‘That’s good,’said Mrs Harris. ‘You’l l need to go the library and see if you can find some books.’‘Oh dear,’Amy groaned. ‘I’ll have to see Mr Peck.’Mr Peck was the children’s librarian. He was a mean and miserable sort of person. He also lived next door to Amy.The library was almost empty when Amy arrived. She looked along the shelves, trying to find a book on hedgehogs.‘What are you doing’ snapped a voice behind her.Amy nearly jumped out of her socks. It was Mr Peck.‘I was looking for a book about animals.’‘Animals, indeed,’ sniffed Mr Peck. ‘What sort of animals Tame animals Wild animals Animals from Africa India Britain’‘Hedgehogs,’ said Amy.‘Hedgehogs!’ bawled Mr Peck. ‘The very worst animals there are. They dig up vegetables and bite lumps out of them.’He pulled a book from the shelves.‘If you must study the horrid things, this is the best I can do.’‘Thank you, said Amy politely.‘Make sure you bring it back on time. And don’t you dare bring hedgehogs into your garden. Your garden is next to mine, do n’t forget. If I see a hedg ehog near my c arrots, do you know what I am going to do’‘No,’ said Amy.‘I’m going to squirt it with my spray gun.’At home, Amy read the book on hedgehogs. She found out that they ate slugs and snails. The book didn’t say anything about vegetables.The next day she took the book back to the library.‘What’s this’ said Mr Peck. ‘This book is not due back for another twenty days.’‘But I’ve read it,’ said Amy. ‘Have you got any more books about hedgehogs’‘Over there,’ snapped Mr Peck, pointing with his no se.Amy walked slowly along the shelves. Where were the books about animals She was just about to risk asking Mr Peck, when she saw something. It was an old cassette tape, called ‘Calls of the Wild’. It looked as if nobody had ever played it.Amy took it down from the shelf. It was part of a set of animal noises. This was tape number 12 and it was called Hedgehogs.Amy asked Mr Peck if she could borrow the cassette.‘Of course you can,’ he said rudely. ‘Though anybody who wants to listen to horrid animal no ises must be mad.’He stamped the cassette box.‘And don’t forget to rewind the tape.’Hedgehog talkAmy sat in her room listening to the sounds of hedgehogs on her personal stereo, over and over again. Amy repeated the sounds herself.‘I’m talking hedgehog,’ thought Amy. ‘I wish I knew what I was saying. I really need a hedgehog to help me. I’m sure there’s one in the garden. If I make hedgehog noises, perhaps it will hear me.’Amy ran down into the garden and made hedgehog noises as loudly as she could.She stopped and listened, but no hedgehogs answered. Amy tried again. But only a cat came into the garden.‘I’m going to keep trying,’said Amy. ‘I’m sure I can do it.’ At last she got cold and she went indoors.The next night Amy tried again. She tried every night for a week.‘What are you doing out there’ asked Mrs Harris.‘Wait and see,’ said Amy.Just then the door bell rang. It was Mr Peck. He stood at the door in his dressing gown. Amy noticed that his hair was wet.‘Mrs Harris,’ said Mr Peck. ‘Every night when I have my bath I can hear a noise. It seems to be coming from your garden.’Amy giggled behind her hand.‘Noise’ said Mrs Harris.‘Some sort of animal,’ said Mr Peck. ‘I’d put poison down if I were you. That i s the only way to deal with animals.’As soon as Mr Peck had gone, Amy dashed out into the garden. ‘Mr Peck thought I was an animal,’ she said to herself. ‘I’m going to try one more time.’Amy went down on her knees and began to make her hedgehog sounds again.Almost at once there was a rustling noise and a hedgehog lumbered onto the lawn. Amy was delighted. The hedgehog and Amy snorted and squeaked at each other.Suddenly a torch beam shone in their eyes.‘What’s going on’ said a voice. It was Mr Peck, sti ll in his dressing gown. The hedgehog rolled into a ball.‘I’m chatting to a hedgehog,’ said Amy.‘You cheeky young thing. Talking to hedgehogs indeed.’‘Excuse me—’ began Amy.‘And what’s more,’Mr Peck cut in, ‘hedgehogs are dirty little beasts and they eat up all the vegetables in my gar den.’‘Rubbish!’ said Amy crossly. ‘Hedgehogs are not dirty. And theydon’t eat vegetables. They eat slugs and snails. Now, if you don’t mind, I was talking to a hedgehog.’Mr Peck was too shocked to answer. His mouth dropped open as Amy snorted gently to the hedgehog. Slowly it unrolled.A sly look crept across Mr Peck’s face.‘How often have you been doing this, my dear’ he asked.‘Never before,’ said Amy. ‘But from now on, I’ll be every night.’‘Hm,’ said Mr Peck. ‘You’re going to be here every night, you say.’The amazing hedgehog girlWhen Amy came home from school the next day, Mr Peck was in his front drive. He was fixing a large board to the gate. As soon as he saw Amy, he threw his coat over it.Amy had promised to show her mum the hedgehog. It was getting dark when they stepped into the garden to see her hedgehog friend.Amy went down on her knees and began to snort. This timetwo hedgehogs came up to her.‘What are you talking about’ whispered Mrs Harris.‘Slugs.’There was a sound from next door. Amy shone her torch towards the fence. There were people staring into her garden. They all had their mouths open.One person stood out. It was Mr Peck.‘I’ve asked a few friends over,’ he said smoothly. ‘I hope youdon’t mind.’Amy was cross, but she also felt rather proud that so many people had come to see her. ‘You may wat c h. But please don’t talk or make a noise. And no photos.’The people nodded.Amy went down on her knees and snorted once more.This time three more hedgehogs came up. Amy managed to tell the hedgehogs that they had nothing to fear. The people just wanted to see how clever they were. Amy and the hedgehogs talked and played together.As soon as the hedgehogs had gone, the people behind the fence began to clap and cheer. Of course they wanted to know what Amy and the hedgehogs had been talking about.‘They told me about their young. Then they told me why they curl upinto a ball. And where to find the tastiest grubs. Oh, and they told me where th ey are going to sleep for the winter.’Mrs Harris hugged Amy.‘You were fantastic,’ she said. ‘Come in and I’ll make you a nice hot drink.’‘Yes. In you go,’ said Mr Peck cheerily. ‘I’m sure youmust be very tired.’There was something strange about Mr Peck. He had never said anything kind to Amy before. Then she heard an odd noise. It was the sound of coins being dropped into a box.‘It was worth a pound of anybody’s money,’ she heard someone say.‘Ssh,’ said Mr Peck.Then Amy remembered the board that Mr Peck had been fixing to his front gate. Why had Mr Peck tried to hide it Amy rushed round to the front of the house. There on the board in large letters it said: ‘What a nerve,’ said Amy. Then a smile crept across her face. ‘I know how to fix you, Mr Peck.’She raced round to Mr Peck’s garden. Some of the people were still enjoying a cup of tea and biscuits.Before Mr Peck could stop her, she said,’ Ladies and gentlemen. Thereis something I must tell you. All the money you have given tonight is going to a hedgehog hospital to look after sick hedgeh ogs.’Everyone clapped and nodded their heads. Everyone except Mr Peck. His face went bright red and he made a strange spluttering noise.‘Not only that,’ went on Amy, ‘but Mr Peck has agreed that for every pound that you give tonight, he will give another pound of his own money.Everyone clapped again and cheered. Mr Peck went a very pale colour. Somehow he managed a smile.Before he could say anything, Amy said,’ And I am happy to say that the hospital has asked me to take the money for them.’She held out her hand. Gloomily, Mr peck passed the boxover to Amy.Then, an even gloomier look spread across his face as he dug into his pocket an d pulled out two ten pound notes. ‘A big hand for Mr Peck,’ said Amy.This is not quite the end of the story. Amy felt rather sorry for Mr Peck.After she had sent the money to the hedgehog hospital, she asked the hedgehogs to patrol Mr Peck’s garden. She told them to make sure that no more of his vegetables were eaten by slugs.A few weeks later, Mr Peck won third prize for his marrows, runner beans and carrots at the local show.That evening he leaned over the fence to show Amy his three prizes.‘It’s all thanks to those hedgehogs,’ he said. ‘I wish I had known before how useful they are. I’ve bought them a present.’ He handed her one tin of dog food.‘I’ve just got some new books about hedgehogs in the library. I read that they ad ore dog food,’ he explain ed.A group of hedgehogs were soon busy tucking in. Amy knelt down beside them.‘What are they saying’ asked Mr Peck.‘Well,’ said Amy. ‘Hedgehogs are a bit hard to understand when they have their mouths full. But I think they are saying thanks for the dog food.’‘I should think so too,’ said Mr Peck. ‘I paid a lot of money forthat tin. And could you teach them not to speak with their mouths full It is so rude.’‘I’ll try,’ said Amy.She looked at the hedgehogs and smiled.It seemed to her that they smiled back.。

典范英语刺猬女孩艾蜜概括-回复主题：典范英语刺猬女孩艾蜜（The Exemplary English Hedgehog Girl, Amy）。

篇章提纲：I. 前言A. 简要介绍艾蜜（Amy）B. 突出其刺猬女孩身份的原因II. 艾蜜的学业表现A. 英语学科的优势B. 其它学科的成绩和学术成就III. 艾蜜的兴趣和爱好A. 阅读经典文学作品B. 喜欢写作和表达思想IV. 艾蜜的为人处世之道A. 关注他人，乐于助人B. 思维敏锐，反思能力强V. 艾蜜对未来的展望A. 英语学习和教育的投入B. 为社会做出贡献的愿望VI. 总结I. 前言在当今这个竞争激烈的时代，有些个别的孩子因为独特的才能和特点而被视为典范中的典范。

典范英语刺猬女孩艾蜜就是其中之一。

作为一个学业优秀且具备许多令人瞩目的品质的学生，艾蜜以她刺猬女孩的身份令人难以忘怀。

II. 艾蜜的学业表现艾蜜在学业方面取得了出色的成绩。

她以扎实的英语基础以及优异的英语听说读写能力而著名。

艾蜜擅长语法、词汇和语用，几乎可以毫不费力地理解和使用英语。

她在阅读理解和写作方面更是游刃有余。

此外，她也在数学、科学等学科中取得了令人瞩目的成绩，为她成为典范学生增添了更多光彩。

III. 艾蜜的兴趣和爱好艾蜜对阅读经典文学作品有着浓厚的兴趣。

她沉浸于各种文学作品中，喜欢品味其中的深意和作者的智慧。

她的个人图书馆里摆满了各个文学流派的书籍。

同时，艾蜜也热衷于写作和表达思想。

她善于运用文字表达自己的内心感受，并通过写作与他人交流和分享。

IV. 艾蜜的为人处世之道艾蜜不仅在学业上出类拔萃，她在与他人相处方面也表现出色。

她总是关注他人的需求，并乐于伸出援手。

她是一个宽容和善良的人，始终愿意帮助那些有困难、需要她的帮助的人。

此外，艾蜜还展现出思维敏锐和反思能力强的特点，这使她能够深入思考问题并做出明智的决策。

V. 艾蜜对未来的展望艾蜜对未来充满希望，她期待继续投入英语学习和教育。

典范英语8-1翻译一、刺猬女孩艾蜜Amy The Hedgehog Girl当艾蜜冲进屋的时候，她的妈妈正在厨房里。

”在学校怎么样啊？”哈里斯太太问艾蜜，希望艾蜜像往常一样回答说”很好”。

”太棒了”艾蜜大叫。

”一位女士讲了关于野生动物的课，并给我们展示了一只刺猬。

我要打算成为一个刺猬研究专家”。

”一个什么？”哈里斯太太问道。

”一个刺猬专家，一个知道刺猬的一切的人”。

”那很好啊”哈里斯太太说，”你应该去图书馆看看能不能找到相关的书籍”。

”噢，天哪”艾蜜抱怨道：”那我就不得不去见佩克先生了”。

佩克先生是孩子们的图书管理员。

他是一个小气而且卑鄙的人。

他经常住在艾蜜的隔壁房间。

当艾蜜到达图书馆的时候，图书馆几乎没有人。

艾蜜顺着书架看，试着找到一本关于刺猬的书。

”你在干什么呢？”一个严厉的声音从艾蜜身后发出。

艾蜜几乎从自己的袜子里跳出来（形容被吓到了）。

”我在找一本关于动物的书籍”“动物，真的吗？（表示怀疑和讽刺）”，佩克显示嗤之以鼻。

”什么种类的动物啊？驯养动物？野生动物？来自哪的动物呢？非洲？印度？英国？”“是刺猬”，艾米回答说。

”刺猬！”佩克先生大叫，”这最坏的动物，它们掘起蔬菜，并咬下一大块”。

佩克先生从书架里取出一本书，说：”如果你一定要研究这个恐怖的东西的话，这是我能为你做到的最好的了”。

”谢谢！”艾蜜礼貌的答道。

”记住要准时还书。

你难道不怕把刺猬引进你的花园吗？别忘了，你的花园将步我的花园的后尘。

如果我看到刺猬接近我的胡萝卜的话，你知道我会怎么做吗？”“不知道”，艾米说。

”我会用我的喷水枪射击！”回到家里，艾蜜读了关于刺猬的那本书。

她发现刺猬会吃鼻涕虫和蜗牛，但书上并没有提到会吃蔬菜的事情。

第二天她把书还到了图书馆。

”这是什么？”佩克先生问，”这本书还有20天才到期呢！”“但我已经读完了啊！”艾米说，”这儿还有更多的关于刺猬的书吗？”“在那边呢！”佩克先生厉声回答，并用鼻子指着（不懂）。

艾蜜慢慢得沿着书架走着。

Amy the Hedgehogs GirlMiserable Mr PeckHer mum was in the kitchen when Amy rushed in.‘How was school?’ asked Mrs Harris, expecting the usual answer, ‘OK.’‘It was great,’cried Amy. ‘A lady gave us a talk on wildlife and she showed us a hedgehog expert.’‘A what?’ said Mrs Harris.‘A hedgehog expert. Someone who knows all about hedgehogs.’‘That’s good,’said Mrs Harris. ‘You’ll need to go the library and see if you can find some books.’‘Oh dear,’Amy groaned. ‘I’ll have to see Mr Peck.’Mr Peck was t he children’s librarian. He was a mean and miserable sort of person. He also lived next door to Amy.The library was almost empty when Amy arrived. She looked along the shelves, trying to find a book on hedgehogs.‘What are you doing?’ snapped a voice be hind her.Amy nearly jumped out of her socks. It was Mr Peck.‘I was looking for a book about animals.’‘Animals, indeed,’ sniffed Mr Peck. ‘What sort of animals? Tame animals? Wild animals? Animals from Africa? India? Britain?’‘Hedgehogs,’ said Amy.‘Hedgehogs!’ bawled Mr Peck. ‘The very worst animals there are. They dig up vegetables and bite lumps out of them.’He pulled a book from the shelves.‘If you must study the horrid things,this is the best I can do.’‘Thank you, said Amy politely.‘Make sure you bring it back on time. And don’t you dare bring hedgehogs into your garden. Your garden is next to mine, do n’t forget. If I see a hedgehog near my carrots, do you know what I am going to do?’‘No,’ said Amy.‘I’m going to squirt it with my spray gun.’At home, Amy read the book on hedgehogs. She found out that they ate slugs and snails. The book didn’t say anything about vegetables.The next day she took the book back to the library.‘What’s this?’ said Mr Peck. ‘This book is not due back for another twenty days.’‘But I’ve read it,’ said Amy. ‘Have you got any more books about hedgehogs?’‘Over there,’ snapped Mr Peck, pointing with his nose.Amy walked slowly along the shelves. Where were the books about animals? She was just about to risk asking Mr Peck, when she saw something. It was an old cassette tape, called ‘Calls of the Wild’. It looked as if nobody had ever played it.Amy took it down from the shelf. It was part of a set of animal noises. This was tape number 12 and it was called Hedgehogs.Amy asked Mr Peck if she could borrow the cassette.‘Of course you can,’ he said rudely. ‘Though anybody who wants to listen to horrid animal noises must be mad.’He stamped the cassette box.‘And don’t forget to rewind the tape.’Hedgehog talkAmy sat in her room listening to the sounds of hedgehogs on her personal stereo, over and over again. Amy repeated the sounds herself.‘I’m talking hedgehog,’ thought Amy. ‘I wish I knew what I was saying. I really need a hedgehog to help me. I’m sure there’s one in t he garden. If I make hedgehog noises, perhaps it will hear me.’Amy ran down into the garden and made hedgehog noises as loudly as she could.She stopped and listened, but no hedgehogs answered. Amy tried again. But only a cat came into the garden.‘I’m going to keep trying,’said Amy. ‘I’m sure I can do it.’ At last she got cold and she went indoors.The next night Amy tried again. She tried every night for a week.‘What are you doing out there?’ asked Mrs Harris.‘Wait and see,’ said Amy.Just then the door bell rang. It was Mr Peck. He stood at the door in his dressing gown. Amy noticed that his hair was wet.‘Mrs Harris,’ said Mr Peck. ‘Every night when I have my bath I can hear a noise. It seems to be coming from your garden.’Amy giggled behind her hand.‘Noise?’ said Mrs Harris.‘Some sort of animal,’ said Mr Peck. ‘I’d put poison down if I were you. That is the only way to deal with animals.’As soon as Mr Peck had gone, Amy dashed out into the garden. ‘Mr Peck thought I was an animal,’ she said to herself. ‘I’m going to try one more time.’Amy went down on her knees and began to make her hedgehog sounds again.Almost at once there was a rustling noise and a hedgehog lumbered onto the lawn. Amy was delighted. The hedgehog and Amy snorted and squeaked at each other.Suddenly a torch beam shone in their eyes.‘What’s going on?’ said a voice. It was Mr Peck, still in his dressing gown. The hedgehog rolled into a ball.‘I’m chatting to a hedgehog,’ said Amy.‘You cheeky young thing. Talking to hedgehogs indeed.’‘Excuse me—’ began Amy.‘And what’s more,’Mr Peck cut in, ‘hedgehogs are dirty little beasts and they eat up all the vegetables in my garden.’‘Rubbish!’ said Amy crossly. ‘Hedgehogs are not dirty. And they don’t eat vegetables. They eat slugs and snails. Now, if you don’t mind, I was talking to a hedgehog.’Mr Peck was too shocked to answer. His mouth dropped open as Amy snorted gently to the hedgehog. Slowly it unrolled.A sly look crept across Mr Peck’s face.‘How often have you been doing this,my dear?’ he asked.‘Never before,’ said Amy. ‘But from now on, I’ll be every night.’‘Hm,’ said Mr Peck. ‘You’re going to be here every night, you say.’The amazing hedgehog girlWhen Amy came home from school the next day, Mr Peck was in his front drive. He was fixing a large board to the gate. As soon as he saw Amy, he threw his coat over it.Amy had promised to show her mum the hedgehog. It was getting dark when they stepped into the garden to see her hedgehog friend.Amy went down on her knees and began to snort. This time two hedgehogs came up to her.‘What are you talking about?’ whispered Mrs Harris.‘Slugs.’There was a sound from next door. Amy shone her torch towards the fence. There were people staring into her garden. They all had their mouths open.One person stood out. It was Mr Peck.‘I’ve asked a few friends over,’ he said smoothly. ‘I hope you don’t mind.’Amy was cross, but she also felt rather proud that so many people had come to see her. ‘You may wat c h. But please don’t talk or make a noise. And no photos.’The people nodded.Amy went down on her knees and snorted once more.This time three more hedgehogs came up. Amy managed to tell the hedgehogs that they had nothing to fear. The people just wanted to see how clever they were. Amy and the hedgehogs talked and played together.As soon as the hedgehogs had gone, the people behind the fence began to clap and cheer. Of course they wanted to know what Amy and the hedgehogs had been talking about.‘They told me about their young. Then they to ld me why they curl up into a ball. And where to find the tastiest grubs. Oh, and they told me where they are going to sleep for the winter.’Mrs Harris hugged Amy.‘You were fantastic,’ she said. ‘Come in and I’ll make you a nice hot drink.’‘Yes. In you go,’ said Mr Peck cheerily. ‘I’m sure you must be very tired.’There was something strange about Mr Peck. He had never said anything kind to Amy before. Then she heard an odd noise. It was the sound of coins being dropped into a box.‘It was worth a pound of anybody’s money,’ she heard someone say.‘Ssh,’ said Mr Peck.Then Amy remembered the board that Mr Peck had been fixing to his front gate. Why had Mr Peck tried to hide it? Amy rushed round to the front of the house. There on the board in large letters it said: ‘What a nerve,’ said Amy. Then a smile crept across her face. ‘I know how to fix you, Mr Peck.’She raced round to Mr Peck’s garden. Some of the people were still enjoying a cup of tea and biscuits.Before Mr Peck could stop her, she said,’Ladies and gentlemen. There is something I must tell you. All the money you have given tonight is going to a hedgehog hospital to look after sick hedgehogs.’Everyone clapped and nodded their heads. Everyone except Mr Peck. His face went bright red and he made a strange spluttering noise.‘Not only that,’ went on Amy, ‘but Mr Peck has agreed that for every pound that you give tonight, he will give another pound of his own money.Everyone clapped again and cheered. Mr Peck went a very pale colour. Somehow he managed a smile.Before he could say anything, Amy said,’ And I am happy to say that the hospital has asked me to take the money for them.’She held out her hand. Gloomily, Mr peck passed the box over to Amy.Then, an even gloomier look spread across his face as he dug into his pocket and pulled out two ten pound notes. ‘A big hand for Mr Peck,’ said Amy.This is not quite the end of the story. Amy felt rather sorry for Mr Peck.After she had sent the money to the hedgehog hospital, she asked the hedgehogs to patrol Mr Peck’s garden. She told them to make sure that no more of his vegetables were eaten by slugs.A few weeks later, Mr Peck won third prize for his marrows, runner beans and carrots at the local show.That evening he leaned over the fence to show Amy his three prizes.‘It’s all thanks to those hedgehogs,’ he said. ‘I wish I had known before how useful they are. I’ve bought them a present.’ He handed her one tin of dog food.‘I’ve just got some new books about hedgehogs in the library. I read that th ey adore dog food,’ he explained.A group of hedgehogs were soon busy tucking in. Amy knelt down beside them.‘What are they saying?’ asked Mr Peck.‘Well,’ said Amy. ‘Hedgehogs are a bit hard to understand when they have their mouths full. But I think the y are saying thanks for the dog food.’‘I should think so too,’ said Mr Peck. ‘I paid a lot of money for that tin. And could you teach them not to speak with their mouths full? It is so rude.’‘I’ll try,’ said Amy.She looked at the hedgehogs and smiled.It seemed to her that they smiled back.。

典范英语8-1刺猬女孩艾蜜Amy the Hedgehogs GirlMiserable Mr PeckHer mum was in the kitchen when Amy rushed in.‘ How was school?’ asked Mrs Harris, expecting the usual answer,‘ OK.’‘ Itwas great,cried’ Amy.‘ Alady gave us a talk on wildlife and she showed us ahedgehog expert.’‘ A what?’ said Mrs Harris.‘ A hedgehog expert. Someone who knows all about hedgehogs.’‘ That’ s good,said Mrs’ Harris.‘ You’ ll need to go the library and see if you can find some books. ’‘ Ohdear, Amy’ groaned.‘ I’ ll have to see Mr Peck.’Mr Peck was t he children’ s librarian. He was a mean and miserable sort of person. He alsolived next door to Amy.The library was almost empty when Amy arrived. She looked along the shelves, trying tofind a book on hedgehogs.‘ What are you doing?’ snapped a hindvoiceherbe.Amy nearly jumped out of her socks. It was Mr Peck.‘ I was looking for a book about animals.’‘ Animals, indeed,’ sniffed Mr Peck.‘ What sort of animals? Tame animals? Wild animals Animals from Africa? India? Britain?’‘ Hedgehogs,said’ Amy.‘ Hedgehogs!’ bawled Mr Peck.‘ The very worst animals there are. They dig up vegetablesand bite lumps out of them.’He pulled a book from the shelves.‘ If you must study the horrid things,this is the best I can do.’‘ Thank you, said Amy politely.‘ Makesure you bring it back on time. And don’yout dare bring hedgehogs into yourgarden. Your garden is next to mine, do n’ t forget. If I see a hedgehognear my carrots, do youknow what I am going to do?’‘ No,said’ Amy.‘ I’ m going to squirt it with my spray gun.’At home, Amy read the book on hedgehogs. She found out that they ate slugs and snails.The book didn’ t say anything about vegetables.The next day she took the book back to the library.‘ What’ s this?’ said Mr Peck.‘ This book is not due back for another twenty days.‘ But I’ ve read it,’ said Amy.‘ Have you got any more books about hedgehogs?‘ Over there,snapped’ Mr Peck, pointing with his nose.Amy walked slowly along the shelves. Where were the books about animals? She was justabout to risk asking Mr Peck, when she saw something. It was an old cassette tape, called‘ Calls of the Wild’ . It looked as if nobody had ever played it.Amy took it down from the shelf. It was part of a set of animal noises. This was tape number12 and it was called Hedgehogs.Amy asked Mr Peck if she could borrow the cassette.‘ Ofcourse you can,’he said rudely.‘ Thoughanybody who wants to listen to horridanimal noises must be mad.’He stamped the cassette box.‘ And don’ t forget to rewind the tape.’Hedgehog talkAmy sat in her room listening to the sounds of hedgehogs on her personal stereo, over andover again. Amy repeated the sounds herself.‘ I’ m talking hedgehog,’ thought Amy.‘ I wish I knew what I was saying. I really need a hedgehog to help me. I’ m sure there he’gardensone.inIf tI make hedgehog noises, perhaps itwill hear me.’Amy ran down into the garden and made hedgehog noises as loudly as she could.She stopped and listened, but no hedgehogs answered. Amy tried again. But only a catcame into the garden.‘ I’ m going to keep trying,said Amy.’ ‘ I’ m surecan doI it.’ At last she got cold and she went indoors.The next night Amy tried again. She tried every night for a week.‘ What are you doing out there? asked Mrs’Harris.‘ Wait and see,’ said Amy.Just then the door bell rang. It was Mr Peck. He stood at the door in his dressing gown.Amy noticed that his hair was wet.‘ Mrs Harris,’ said Mr Peck.‘ Every night when I have my bath I can hear a noise. It seems to be coming from your garden.’Amy giggled behind her hand.‘ Noise?’ said Mrs Harris.典范英语8-1刺猬女孩艾蜜‘ Some sort of animal,’ said Mr Peck.‘ I’ d put poison downThatif Iiswereth onlyyou.way to deal with animals.’As soon as Mr Peck had gone, Amy dashed out into the garden.‘ Mr Peck thought I was an animal,’ she said to herself.‘ I’ m going to try one more time.’Amy went down on her knees and began to make her hedgehog sounds again.Almost at once there was a rustling noise and a hedgehog lumbered onto the lawn. Amywas delighted. The hedgehog and Amy snorted and squeaked at each other.Suddenly a torch beam shone in their eyes.‘ What’ s going on?’ said a voice. It was Mr Peck, still in his dressing gown. The hedgehog rolled into a ball.‘ I’ m chatting to a hedgehog,’ said Amy.‘ You cheeky young thing. Talking to hedgehogs indeed.’‘ Excuse me—began’ Amy.‘ And what’ s more,Mr Peck’ cut in,‘ hedgehogs are dirty little beasts and they eat up allthe vegetables in my garden.’‘ Rubbish! said’ Amy crossly.‘ Hedgehogsare not dirty. And they don’eat vegetables.They eat slugs and snails. Now, if you don ’ t mind, I was talking to a hedgehog.’Mr Peck was too shocked to answer. His mouth dropped open as Amy snorted gently tothe hedgehog. Slowly it unrolled.A sly look crept across Mr Peck’ s face.‘ How often have you been doing this,my dear?’ he asked.‘ Never before,’ said Amy.‘ But from now on, I’ ll be every night.’‘ Hm,’ said Mr Peck.‘ You’ re going to be here every night, you say.’The amazing hedgehog girlWhen Amy came home from school the next day, Mr Peck was in his front drive. He wasfixing a large board to the gate. As soon as he saw Amy, he threw his coat over it.Amy had promised to show her mum the hedgehog. It was getting dark when they steppedinto the garden to see her hedgehog friend.Amy went down on her knees and began to snort. This time two hedgehogs came up to her.‘ What are you talking about?’ whispered Mrs Harris.‘ Slugs.’There was a sound from next door. Amy shone her torch towards the fence. There werepeople staring into her garden. They all had their mouths open.One person stood out. It was Mr Peck.‘ I’ ve asked a few friends over,’ he said smoothly.‘ I hope you don’ t mind.Amy was cross, but she also felt rather proud that so many people had come to see her.‘ You may watch. But please don’ t talk or make a noise. And no photos.’The people nodded.Amy went down on her knees and snorted once more.This time three more hedgehogs came up. Amy managed to tell the hedgehogs that theyhad nothing to fear. The people just wanted to see how clever they were. Amy and the hedgehogs talked and played together.As soon as the hedgehogs had gone, the people behind the fence began to clap and cheer.Of course they wanted to know what Amy and the hedgehogs had been talking about.‘ Theytold me about their young. Then they told me why they curl up into a ball. And whereto find the tastiest grubs. Oh, and they told me where they are going to sleep for the winter. ’Mrs Harris hugged Amy.‘ You were fantastic,’ she said.‘ Come in and I’ ll make you a nice hot drink.‘ Yes. In you go,’ said Mr Peck cheerily.‘ I’ m sure you must be very tired.There was something strange about Mr Peck. He had never said anything kind to Amybefore. Then she heard an odd noise. It was the sound of coins being dropped into a box.‘ It was worth a pound of anybody’ s money,’ she heard someone say.‘ Ssh,’ said Mr Peck.Then Amy remembered the board that Mr Peck had been fixing to his front gate. Whyhad Mr Peck tried to hide it? Amy rushed round to the front of the house. There on the board inlarge letters it said: ‘ What a nerve, ’ said Amy. Then a smile crept across her face. to fix you,Mr Peck. ’She raced round to Mr Peck’ s garden. Some of the people were still enjoying a cup of teaand biscuits.Before Mr Peck could stop her, she said, Ladies’ and gentlemen. There is something Imust tell you. All the money you have given tonight is going to a hedgehog hospital to lookafter sick hedgehogs.’Everyone clapped and nodded their heads. Everyone except Mr Peck. His face went brightred and he made a strange spluttering noise.‘ Not only that,’ went on Amy,‘ but Mr Peck has agreed that for every pound that you give tonight, he will give another pound of his own money.典范英语8-1 刺猬女孩艾蜜Everyone clapped again and cheered. Mr Peck went a very pale colour. Somehow hemanaged a smile.Before he could say anything, Amy said, And’ I am happy to say that the hospital hasasked me to take the money for them.’She held out her hand. Gloomily, Mr peck passed the box over to Amy.Then, an even gloomier look spread across his face as he dug into his pocket and pulledout two ten pound notes.‘ A big hand for Mr Peck,’ said Amy.This is not quite the end of the story. Amy felt rather sorry for Mr Peck.After she had sent the money to the hedgehog hospital, she asked the hedgehogs to patrolMr Peck ’ s garden. She told them to make sure that no more of his vegetables were eaten byslugs.A few weeks later, Mr Peck won third prize for his marrows, runner beans and carrots atthe local show.That evening he leaned over the fence to show Amy his three prizes.‘ It’ s all thanks to those hedgehogs,’ he said.‘ I wish I had known before how usef are. I’ ve bought them a present.’ He handed her one tin of dog food.‘ I’ ve just got some new books about hedgehogs in the library. I read that they adore dogfood, ’ he explained.A group of hedgehogs were soon busy tucking in. Amy knelt down beside them.‘ What are they saying?’ asked Mr Peck.‘ Well,’ said Amy.‘ Hedgehogs are a bit hard to understand when they have their mouthsfull. But I think the y are saying thanks for the dog food.’‘ I should think so too,’ said Mr Peck.‘ I paid a lot of money for that tin. And could you teach them not to speak with their mouths full? It is so rude.’‘ I’ ll try,’ said Amy.She looked at the hedgehogs and smiled.It seemed to her that they smiled back.。