Unit 2. A Class Act

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成长在二战期间战火连天的曼彻斯特意味着生活艰辛,金钱紧缺，整日焦虑不安，当铺成了大多数家庭经常去的地方，当然也包括我家。

2.然而，我不能对已经很有进取心和积极乐观的父母有更多的要求了.他们艰辛地工作，用尊严和快乐来支撑着这个家庭。

我刚毅而又智慧的父亲几乎无所不能，而且从不缺木匠和手工艺活。

为了满足家庭开支,他甚至参加了非法组织的拳击比赛.至于我的母亲，她勤劳节约，极爱干净。

即使条件艰苦，在母亲的照料下，她的五个孩子总能吃得饱饱地,穿得干干净净地去学校。

3.尽管我的衣服熨得很平整,鞋子擦得发亮,还是不符合学校的着装标准。

尽管妈妈勤俭持家,想办法为我们做衣服，但是我还是没有学校指定的蓝色校服和帽徽。

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由于战争，政府实施定量配给制。

很多学校都放宽了对学生着装的要求，因为他们知道在那个时候弄到衣服是一件很困难的事情.尽管如此，我所在的女子学校对着装的要求依旧很严格,每个学生必须要穿学校指定的校服.所以，每天主持校会的副校长就把教我一个人如何着装当成了他的工作。

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虽然我努力地向老师说明我不能遵守的理由，并且事实上，我也在努力地改进，但是每天老师都会把我从队伍中拉出来，然后让我站到台上，作为不穿校服到学校的学生的典型。

6.每天，当我独自一人尴尬地站在同学们的面前时,我都会强忍住泪水。

为了惩罚我,老师甚至不允许我参加体操队，也不允许我参加我最喜欢的每周一次的交易舞会。

我多么希望在这所可怕的学校里，能有这样一位老师，他会睁开双眼，然后看看我会做什么，而不是不断地告诉我不能做什么。

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然而，在我十二岁的记忆中，除了接受惩罚我别无选择。

不要让我善良的母亲知晓这种惯例的惩罚对我而言是很重要的,我不敢冒险让她来学校为我说情，因为我知道心胸狭隘、不讲情面的教员会同样地使她难堪，那意味着我们俩都会不愉快、会有失颜面.千万不要啊，如果她告诉我父亲的话，他将会立即为我大动干戈。

10.后来有一天，我们家赢得了一个报刊比赛，可以免费照相。

Unit 1A CLASS ACTFlorence Cartlidge1. Growing up in bomb-blitzed Manchester during the Second World War meant times were tough, money was short, anxiety was rife and the pawnshop was a familiar destination for many families, including mine.2. Yet I could not have asked for more enterprising and optimistic parents. They held our family together with hard work, dignity and bucketloads of cheer. My sturdy and ingenious father could turn his hand to almost anything and was never short of carpentry and handyman work. He even participated in the odd bout of backstreet boxing to make ends meet. For her part, our mum was thrifty and meticulously clean, and her five children were always sent to school well fed, very clean, and attired spotlessly, despite the hard conditions.3. The trouble was, although my clothes were ironed to a knife-edge, and shoes polished to a gleam, not every item was standard school uniform issue. While Mum had scrimped and saved to obtain most of the gear, I still didn’t have the pres cribed blue blazer and hatband.4. Because of the war, rationing was in place and most schools had relaxed their attitude towards proper uniforms, knowing how hard it was to obtain clothes. Nevertheless, the girls’ school I attended made it strict policy that each of its students was properly attired, and the deputy headmistress who ran the daily assembly made it her mission to teach me a lesson.5. Despite my attempts at explaining why I couldn’t comply, and despite the fact that I was making slow progress towards the full uniform, every day I would be pulled out of line and made to stand on the stage as a shining example of what not to wear to school.6. Every day I would battle back tears as I stood in front of my peers, embarrassed and, most often, alone. My punishment also extended to being barred from the gym team or to not taking part in the weekly ballroom dancing classes, which I adored. I desperatelywished that just one teacher in this horrid school would open their eyes and see all I could do, rather than constantly telling me what I couldn’t do.7. However, in my 12-year-old mind I had no choice but to see the punishment through.I knew it was very important not to let my well-meaning mother know about this ritual humiliation. I didn’t dare ri sk her coming to the school to speak up for me as I knew the blinkered, hard-nosed staff would similarly mortify her and that would mean two of us unhappy and indignant. And, Heaven forbid, if she ever told my father he would have instantly been on the warpath in my defence.8. Then one day our family won a newspaper competition for a free photographic portrait sitting. I was beside myself with excitement: my imagination fuelled by glamorous shots of the popular Hollywood temptresses. I couldn’t wait to te ll my friends the thrilling news.9. That was, until Mum told me that I would have to wear my best, lace trimmed bright green dress to school that day, as the portrait sitting was straight after classes. She had no hint of the torment I faced.10. There was none of my usual pleasure in putting on the cherished dress that day. Heavy-hearted, I dragged myself to school, an emerald green target in a sea of blue. At assembly I didn’t bother to wait for the command but trudged up to the stage of my own accord to endure the sniggers of the other girls and the beady eyes of the deputy head.11. Tears of frustration threatened to break free as I wondered for the umpteenth time why the unfeeling teacher couldn’t look past my clothes for once and see the obedient and eager-to-participate young girl beneath.12. After assembly our first class was English Literature, my favourite lesson with my favourite teacher. I consoled myself that I could at least lose myself in Charles Dickens’ A Tale of Two Cities for a while at the back of the class to recover and regain my composure. Imagine my dismay when, immediately the class began, Miss McVee ordered me to come and sit in the front row, directly before her. I slowly rose and, blinking back tears, headed to the front of the class. Surely Miss McVee hadn’t crossed into the enemy camp, too?13. With downcast eyes and bowed head, tears once again threatened to betray my dejection, even though I had always tried my hardest not to show how miserable I was at being singled out time after time.14. As I took my seat at the front, Miss McVee cocked her head to one side and looked me up and down carefully. And then she came out with the most welcome sentence I had ever heard at that mean-spirited place.15. “My dear, I dec lare you are the brightest and loveliest sight in this entire dreary school. I am only sorry that I shall have the pleasure of looking at you for just one lesson and not the entire day.”16. The block of ice that was my young heart thawed instantly and my shoulders rose back to their full height. I’m sure the smile I gave that woman must have been the widest she’d ever seen. I floated through the rest of the day buoyed by the warmth generated by her thoughtfully chosen words.17. Although English Literature was her forte, that day Miss McVee taught me, and perhaps the whole class, a lesson in compassion that I have never forgotten. She taught me that one kind word in a time of need can last a lifetime. Indeed, her thoughtful words strengthened a part of my soul that has never been weakened by anyone or anything since.课堂义举弗洛伦斯·卡特里奇1. 二战时，曼彻斯特饱受空袭之苦。

Unit 2 How often do you exercise?Section A 1 (1a-2d)一、教学目标：1. 语言知识目标：1) 能掌握以下单词： housework, hardly, ever, hardly ever, once, twice, Internet, program, full, swing, swing dance, maybe, least, at least能掌握以下句型：① —What does he do on weekends —He usually watches TV.② —How often do you watch TV —I watch TV every day.③ —Does he go shopping —No, he never go shopping.2) 能了解以下语法：频度副词及一般现在时简单谈论周末活动情况。

2. 情感态度价值观目标：通过本单元的学习，养成健康的饮食习惯，保证充足的睡眠时间，进行合理的运动锻炼，以保持健康的体魄。

培养学生的逻辑表述能力，激发学生的积极思维，并使学生互相了解，增进友谊，加强人际交往，以形成良好的人际关系。

二、教学重难点1. 教学重点：1) 对6个频度副词细微差异的理解及使用。

2) 弄清一般现在时在不同人称下动词形式及提问的变化。

2. 教学难点：1) 第三人称单数谓语动词在此核心句型中的运用。

2) 谈论课余时间的各项活动，以及初步认识和使用频率副词。

三、教学过程Ⅰ. Lead inTalk about your last weekend’s activities.Ⅱ. Presentation(1) 教师问：“What do you usually do on weekends ” (并且板书)让学生根据自己的实际回答I usually …… on weekends.(2) 教师出示动词卡片 watch TV，read books，exercise，swimplay football、go shopping、go to movies让学生回答。

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Blitz [blits] vt.: to attack a place with bombs dropped from aircraft Manchester [mæ ntʃistə] ：曼彻斯特（英格 兰西北部城市） Pawnshop [‗pɔ:nʃɔp]:当铺 Rife [raif] : very common or frequent
prescribe
to order a medicine or other treatment prescribe sb sth for sth The doctor prepared to prescribe a receipt. to establish rules, laws, or directions规定, 指 定 The law prescribes how to punish this crime. The syllabus prescribes precisely which books should be studied. Prescription for The doctor gave me a prescription for antibiotics.
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how to understand?
my clothes were ironed to a knife-edge, and shoes polished to a gleam rhetorically, to a knife-edge, and to a gleam are hyperboles meaning my clothes were ironed to a degree that it looks like a knife-edge and my shoes were polished until they gleamed