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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 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 b ook 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 fr om 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,don’t forget. If I see a hedgehogs near my carrots, do you know what I am going to do?’‘No,’said Am y.‘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 anythingabout 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 rist 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 playedit.Amytookitdownfromtheshelf.Itwaspartofasetofanimalnoises.Thiswastapenumber1 2anditwascalledHedgehogs.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 repeatedthe 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 surethere’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. Bnt only a cat came into the garden.1‘I’m going to keep trying,’said Amy.‘I’m sure Ican 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 waswet.‘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 go ing 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 hedgehogand 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,ifyou don’t mind, I was talking to a hedgehog.’MrPeckwastooshockedtoanswer.HismouthdroppedopenasAmysnortedgentlytot hehedgehog.Slowlyitunrolled.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 throw 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 herhedgehog 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 wath. But please don’ttalk or make a noise. And no photos.’The people nodded.Amy went down on her knees and snorted once moer.This time three more hedgehogs came up. Amy managed to tell the hedgehogs that they had nothing to fear. The peoplejust wanted to see how clever they were. Amy and the hedgehogs talked and played together.2As soon as the hedgehogs had gone, the people behind the fence began to clap and cheer. Of course they wanted toknow what Amy and the hedgehogs had been talking about.‘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.’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 oddnoise. 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? Amyrushed round to the front of the house. There on the board in large letters it said:‘What a nerve,’said Amy. Then a smilecrept across her fac e.‘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 youhave 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 strangespluttering noise.‘Not only that,’went on Amy,‘but Mr Peck has agreed that for every pound that you give tonight, he will give anotherpound 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 s ay that the hospital has asked me to take the money forthem.’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 toldthem 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 abore 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 mouthsfull. But I think they are sayingthanks 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 theirmouths 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.3Coming CleanOld Baggy-PantsDerek and Janey were eatingjam roly-poly in the hall and talking about Mr Such’s trousers. Mr Such was their teacherand he wore the same trousers to school, day in and day out.‘They’re so crumpled and baggy,’Janey said.‘And grubby and thick,’said Derek.‘Like a pair of old d ish-cloths.’‘And he wears them all the time.’‘I don’t think he’s got any others.’‘Old Baggy-Pants, that’s what he is,’Derek added,sticking his fork into his jam roly-poly.‘I wish he’d get some new ones,’Janey sighed.At that moment Old Baggy-pants hims elf came into the hall. Janey’s mouth fell open and Derek could see the mashedup jam roly-polyinside.‘What’s up?’he said.Janey blinked and pointed. There was Mr Such in a brand new suit. A spotless white suit without a crease in it. Everyonein the hall stopped eating and stared at him.‘Carry on,everyone,’said Mr Such, a bit red in the face.‘Carry on eating.’‘Wow!’said Derek, leaning across his plate.‘He looks so different.’‘He looks smart,’said Janey firmly.‘And about time, too.’Later that afternoon Janey’s class trooped back into the hall for P.E.‘I like the suit, sir,’Janey told Mr Such as they filed in.‘Thank you, Janey. It’s for Parents’Evening, really.’‘Parents’Evening?’‘Yes, I have to look my best for that, don’t I?’‘But that’s not till Monday, Mr Such,’Derek said.‘I known that, Derek. I’m just getting used to it.’While they were talking. Mrs Venn came out of the kitchen with a bowl of custard in her arms.She was so shocked to see Mr Such in his bright new suit she gave a little jump.’Oh my gosh!’she cried.She grabbed one of the hall curtains to steady herself. The custard looped into the air, straight for Mr Such.Derek saw it coming and stepped smartly in the way. The custard wobbled through the air and flopped against Derek;svest. Everyone fell silent. Derek stood there, looking sad and stunned. And covered in cold custard.‘Well done, Derek,’said Mr Such.‘You’d saved my brand new suit.’Derek tried to smile but by then the custard was oozing into his shorts.After break, Mr Such changed back into his dish-cloth trousers.‘Please keep clear of this,’he said, hanging his new suit on the cupboard door.‘Keep well clear.’A Lovely green colourThe last lesson of the day was art. They had to paint interesting faces. Janey was doing a monster. She put blood-shotbits in his eyes, a bolt through his neck and green stuff coming out of his nose. She was pleased with the green sthff, butshe’d mixed up too much. She asked Derek if he wanted some.‘I don’t need any green stuff, Janey,’he said .‘I’m doing a footballer.’‘Well, he could have green stuff coming out of his nose, couldn’t he?’she said.‘No,’said Derek.’He couldn’t.’‘You’d could use it for the background. Like grass.’Mr Such4Princess Pip’s Holiday1 Ready to goEveryone in PrincessPip’s ca stlewas very busy. The King was polishing his money, the Queen was choosing sun hats,and the maids were running around with piles of vests.“ Can I take Dobbin on holiday?”asked Princess Pip.“I’m afraidthere won’t be roomfor a pony on the coach,”said the Queen.“Oh, ”said the Princess Pip. “Can Amanda and Bert come,then?”“There ‘s no room for snakes,”said the King, “not even pet ones.”Princess Pip scowled. “This holiday is going to be BORING,” she said.They went on holiday in their best gold coach.“Wave toall the people, dear,” said the Queen.Princess Pip folded her arms. “ I ‘m on holiday,” she said. “Are we nearly there yet?”“We won’t be there for a long time,” said the Queen firmly.It did take a long time to get to the seaside. The coach got very hot, and Princess Pip didn’t feel very well.“Here we are,at last!” said the King happily.“But it’s a castle!” said Princess Pip. “Just like home.It’s BORING.”2 Just like homeThere was a girl waiting by the castle door.“This is Daisy,”said the Queen. “She is going to look afteryou,Pip.”Daisy showed Princess Pip her room.“I don’t want a four-posterbed!” said Princess Pip. “That’s just like home.”“You can sleep on my straw mattress, then,” said Daisy. “ I’ll have the bed.”“Oh, all right.”said Princes s Pip.That evening there was a banquet and it went on for hours.“More sprouts?”asked the King happily.This is BORING,”said the Princess Pip.“Nonsense(胡说),dear,”said the Queen. “It can’t be boring. We’re on holiday!”“ I WANT TO GO HOME!” said Princess P ip, the next day. She had been walking round the castle walls all morning andshe hadn’t found anything to do.“But we’re having a wonderful time,” said the Queen,from her sun chair.“Just look at the way my money shines in the sun,” said the King. “Wonderful!”“ But it’s BORING!” said Princess Pip.“Why don’t you go and talk to Daisy?” suggestedthe Queen.Princess Pip stomped off.“That does it,” she said to Daisy. “I WANT TOGO HOME!”3 The road home“If you stayed here a bit longer,you might start liking the seaside,” said Daisy.But Princess Pip wasn’t listening. She was putting all her important things in her suitcase.“I think we’ll have to take some things out,”said Daisy.Daisy found them both backpacks, and they set out for home.Princess Pip and Daisy went across the drawbridge and along the road.It was very hot.“Let’s have a nice,cool snack,”said Daisy.So they got some fish sticks from a stall.“These aren’t bad,” admitted Princess Pip.“They taste best by the seaside,” said Daisy. “ I’ll show yo u where the fish come from, if you like.”They went down some stone steps to a place where the sea swished backwards and forwards and the ground lookedas if it was made of gold.5“Look in these pools,” said Daisy.The fish were hard to catch.”You could take your stockings off,” said Daisy, “and use them for nets.”It was nice without shoes and stockings on. It was even nicer once Princess Pip had taken off her coat and crown.The fish looked very cross at being caught，so Princess Pip let them go.“It’s not too bad here,” said Princess Pip,at last. “ I want to stay here all the time.”“Let’s build a sandcastle, then,” said Daisy.“A sand HOUSE,” said Princess Pip.It was hard work, but they built a huge house, with a moat all around.Soon the sea came in and filled the moat.“That’s just right.”said Princess Pip. “Make it stop coming in now,Daisy.”But the sea kept on coming in............ and soon it had washed their house FLAT.“ We built our house too close to the sea,”said Daisy, sadly.“STUPIDSEA!”shouted Princess Pip. “STUPID SEASIDE! I WANT TO GO HOME!”4 Riding the dragonPrincess Pip and Daisy put on their shoes and picked uptheir backpacks.“I’m tired,”said Princess Pip, very soon. “ I want to ride Dobbin. Are we nearly home, yet?”“Why don’t you rid e one of the horses on that merry-go-round?” suggested Daisy.“Oh, no,”said Princess Pip. “ I’m going to ride that dragon.”The dragon went very fast, and there was lots of exciting music--but then it all stopped. Everyone got off.“But....we’restill here!” said Princess Pip, crossly, as she got off ,too.“At least it wasn’t boring,” said Daisy.“I WANT TO GO HOME!” shouted Princess Pip.“At least it was fun,” said Daisy. “Everything is fun here because it’s a FUN-fair.”Princess Pip sniffed. “ What’s fun about it?” she asked.“I’ll show you,” said Daisy.They went down the roller coaster.Then they went UP and UP and ....DOWN again.“AARRRRGH!” yelled Princess Pip and Daisy.“Let’s go on it again,” said Princess Pip.“ Tomorrow, perhaps,” said Daisy, who ha d gone very pale.“BUT I WANT...” began Princess Pip.“Hello!” said a voice.It was the King. The Queen was with him.“Where’s Princess Pip?” the King asked Daisy.“Here !” said Princess Pip.The King and the Queen stared at her.“You can’t be Pip!” the Queen gasped. “You’re all dirty,and you have no stockings!”“ButIam!”saidPrincessPip,andputonhercrowntoproveit. “Look!It’sme,andI’vefoundaplace wheretheground is made of gold!Come and see.”Daisy and Princess Pip showed them the beach.“ Good heavens!”said the King. “How wonderful! It’s just the color of money.”“What a perfect place for my sun chair,”said the Queen.The beach was a perfect place for picnics and games, and races, too. Everyone loved it.Then one day the King said: “ What a pity we have to go home tomorrow.”Princess Pip scowled, and she said...“I don’t want to go home”6。
《典范英语》（7_01）教学参考AmytheHedgehogGirl教学参考的目的在于为实验课提供一个基本的思路和框架，帮助实验教师更好地把握课题理念。
课题组鼓励实验教师结合学生的实际情况适当做出调整，将实验课上出特色。
一、教学目标1．语言目标：学生能够听懂并理解故事的内容；能够有感情地、绘声绘色地朗读；能够复述故事的主要情节；能够完成与故事相关的写作任务。
2．非语言目标：培养学生爱护和保护动物的爱心和意识；引导学生学会客观看待事物，消除偏见。
说明：语言目标由教师负责检查，确保学生完成任务，达到要求。
非语言目标具有开放性，需要教师围绕有意义的话题与学生进行真诚交流，激发学生的学习兴趣和参与热情，让学生在有思想、有内容的开放性语言实践活动中习得语言，树立正确的价值观。
二、课时安排要求学生每周完成一部作品，每周安排一节或两节实验课，课时放在学生读完该部作品之后。
三、课前任务要求学生每天朗读15-20分钟，辅以默读。
做到听读结合，认真把握和体会故事的内容，并适当积累好词好句。
教师请学生课前搜集关于刺猬的资料，了解其特点和习性，积累描述刺猬的词汇。
（参见英文教案TeachingNotes）四、课堂教学基本步骤1.导入（Lead-in）：启发学生思考教师提出关于刺猬的问题，请学生自由回答：DoyouknowhedgehogsHaveyoueverseenhedgehogsbeforeWhatdotheylooklike（展示图片，见课件）Whatdotheyeat（Hedgehogsenjoyfruit,vegetables,dogfoodandpests.）Whatelsedoyouknowabouthedgehogs （Theyusuallycomeoutatnightpartlybecausethecreaturestheyeatareactiveatnight.Theyalwayshibernatet osurvivethefreezingwinter.）教师简要总结，引导学生回到故事情境：Inthisstory,AmytheHedgehogGirl,Amywasanamazinggirl.Whywasshecalledthehedgehoggirl WhatwasherstorywithhedgehogsFirstlet’sretellthestoryandfindmoreabouther.2.复述（Retelling）：关注内容与语言表达的准确性，锻炼学生连贯表达思想的能力将学生分成若干小组复述故事。
《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.)。
Amy the Hedgehogs GirlMiserable Mr Peck |Her mum was in the kitche n whe n 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 a hedgehog expert.'‘ A what? ' said Mrs Harris.‘ A hedgehog expert. Some one who knows all about hedgehogs. '‘ That ' s goodjd Mrs Harris. ‘ You' ll need to go the library and see if you can find some books.'‘ Oldear, Amy groa ned. '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 n ext 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 hoteibeAmy n early 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?Ani mals from Africa? In dia? Britai n? ''Hedgehogssaid 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.'Makesure you bring it back on time. And don' you dare bring hedgehogs into your garde n. Your garde n is n ext to mine, do n' t forget. If I see a hedgehog near my carrots, do you know what I am going to do? ' 'No,s'id 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 sn ails.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 ani mals? 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 nu mber 12 and it was called Hedgehogs.Amy asked Mr Peck if she could borrow the cassette.‘ Olbourse you can, 'he said rudely. ‘ Thoughanybody who wants to listen to horridani mal no ises must be mad. 'He stamped the cassette box.‘ And don ' t forget to rewind the tape. 'Hedgehog talkAmy sat in her room liste ning to the sounds of hedgehogs on her pers onal stereo, over and over aga in. Amy repeated the sounds herself.‘ I ' m talk ing hedgehog, ' thought Amy. 'I wish I knew what I was say in g. I really n eed a hedgehog to help me. I ' m sure there he gardenjriftI make hedgehog noises, perhaps it will hear me. ' Amy ran dow n into the garde n and made hedgehog no ises as loudly as she could.She stopped and listened, but no hedgehogs answered. Amy tried again. But only a cat came into the garde n.'I ' m going to keep tryingsaid Amy.' ' I ' m surnedo it. ' At last she got cold and shewent in doors.The next night Amy tried again. She tried every night for a week.'What are you doing out there? asked MrsHarris.'Wait and see, ' said Amy.Just the n the door bell ran g. It was Mr Peck. He stood at the door in his dress ing gow n.Amy no ticed 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 garde n. 'Amy giggled beh ind her hand.'Noise? ' said Mrs Harris.‘ Some sort of ani mal, ' said Mr Peck. 'I' d put pois on dovTrtniatliswer e goly. way to deal with ani mals. '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 dow n on her kn ees and bega n to make her hedgehog sounds aga in.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.Sudde nly a torch beam sho ne 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. Talk ing to hedgehogs in deed. ''Excuse me —egan Amy.'And what ' s morAr Peck cut in, ‘ hedgehogs are dirty little beasts and they eat up allthe vegetables in my garde n. ''Rubbish!sdid Amy crossly. ' Hedgehogare 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 an swer. His mouth dropped ope n as Amy sn orted gen tly to the hedgehog. Slowly it un rolled.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 n ext 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 gett ing dark whe n they stepped into the garde n to see her hedgehog friend.Amy went dow n on her kn ees and bega n to sn ort. This time two hedgehogs came up to her.'What are you talking about? ' whispered Mrs Harris.'Slugs.'There was a sound from n ext door. Amy sho ne her torch towards the fence. There were people stari ng into her garde n. They all had their mouths ope n.One pers on 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 wadth. But please don ' t talk or make a noise. And no photos. ' The people no dded.Amy went dow n on her kn ees and sn orted once more.This time three more hedgehogs came up. Amy man aged to tell the hedgehogs that they had nothing to fear. The people just wan ted to see how clever they were. Amy and the hedgehogs talked and played together.As soon as the hedgehogs had gone, the people beh ind the fence bega n to clap and cheer.Of course they wan ted to know what Amy and the hedgehogs had bee n talk ing about.'Theyold 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 wi nter.'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 no ise. It was the sound of coins being dropped into a box.'It was worth a pound of an ybody ' s mon ey, ' she heard some one say.'Ssh, ' said Mr Peck.Then Amy remembered the board that Mr Peck had bee n fixing to his front gate. Why hadMr 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.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 give n toni ght is going to a hedgehog hospital to look after sick hedgehogs. ' Every one clapped and no dded their heads. Every one except Mr Peck. His face went bright red and he made a stra nge splutteri ng no ise.'Not only that, ' went on Amy, ' but Mr Peck has agreed that for every pound that you give toni ght, he will give ano ther pound of his own mon ey.Every one clapped aga in and cheered. Mr Peck went a very pale colour. Somehow he man aged 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 eve n gloomier look spread across his face as he dug into his pocket and pulled out two tenpound 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 by slugs.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 th^ adore dog food, ' he explained.A group of hedgehogs were soon busy tuck ing in. Amy kn elt dow n beside them.'What are they say in g? ' asked Mr Peck.'Well, ' said Amy. ' Hedgehogs are a bit hard to understand when they have their mouths full. But I think they are say ing tha nks 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.。
-----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’sgood,’said Mrs Harris.‘You’llneed to go the library and see if you can find some books.’Oh‘dear, ’Amy groaned.‘I’llhave to see Mr Peck.’Mr Peck was the children’slibrarian. 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.‘Iwas 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’tyou dare bring hedgehogs into your garden. Your garden is next to mine,don ’tforget. If I see a hedgehogs 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’tsay 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 rist 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 calledHedgehogs.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.’Hestamped the cassette box.‘And don’tforget 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 repeatedthe sounds herself.‘I’m talking hedgehog,’thought Amy.‘Iwish I knew what I was saying. I really need a hedgehog to help me. I’m surethere ’sone 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. Bnt only a cat came into the garden.1----‘I’m going to keep trying,’said Amy.‘I’m sure Ican 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 hairwas 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’smore,’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’teat vegetables. They eat slugs and snails. Now,if youdon ’tmind, 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’sface.‘How often have you been doing this, my dear?’he asked.‘Never before,’said Amy.‘But from now on, I’llbe 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 throw his coat over it.Amy had promised to show her mum the hedgehog. It was getting dark when they stepped into the garden tosee 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.‘Ihope you don’tmind.’Amy was cross, but she also felt rather proud that so many people had come to see her.‘You may wath. But please don’t talk or make a noise. And no photos.’The people nodded.Amy went down on her knees and snorted once moer.This time three more hedgehogs came up. Amy managed to tell the hedgehogs that they had nothing to fear. Thepeople just wanted to see how clever they were. Amy and the hedgehogs talked and played together.2-----As soon as the hedgehogs had gone, the people behind the fence began to clap and cheer. Of course they wantedto know what Amy and the hedgehogs had been talking about.‘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.’Mrs Harris hugged Amy.‘You were fantastic,’she said.‘Come in and I’llmake 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 heardan odd noise. It was the sound of coins being dropped into a box.‘It was worth a pound of anybody’smoney,’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? Amyrushed 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.‘Iknow how to fix you,Mr Peck.’She raced round to Mr Peck’sgarden. 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 youhave 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 astrange spluttering noise.‘Not only that,’went on Amy,‘but Mr Peck has agreed that for every pound that you give tonight, he will give anotherpound 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 forthem. ’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’sall thanks to those hedgehogs,’he said.‘Iwish 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 abore 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 mouthsfull. But I think they are sayingthanks for the dog food. ’‘Ishould think so too,’said Mr Peck.‘Ipaid a lot of money for that tin. And could you teach them not to speak with theirmouths full? It is so rude. ’‘I’lltry,’said Amy.She looked at the hedgehogs and smiled.It seemed to her that they smiled back.3----Coming CleanOld Baggy-PantsDerek and Janey were eating jam roly-poly in the hall and talking about Mr Such’strousers. Mr Such was their teacher and he wore the same trousers to school, day in and day out.‘They’re so crumpled and baggy,’Janey said.‘And grubby and thick,’said Derek.‘Like a pair of old dish-cloths.’‘And he wears them all the time.’‘Idon’tthink he’sgot any others.’‘Old Baggy-Pants, that’swhat he is,’Derek added,sticking his fork into his jam roly-poly.‘Iwish he’d get some new ones,’Janey sighed.At that moment Old Baggy-pants himself came into the hall. Janey’smouth fell open and Derek could see the mashed up jam roly-poly inside.‘What’s up?’he said.Janey blinked and pointed. There was Mr Such in a brand new suit. A spotless white suit without a crease in it. Everyonein the hall stopped eating and stared at him.‘Carry on,everyone,’said Mr Such, a bit red in the face.‘Carry on eating.’‘Wow!’said Derek, leaning across his plate.‘He looks so different.’‘He looks smart,’said Janey firmly.‘And about time, too.’Later that afternoon Janey’s class trooped back into the hall for P .E.‘Ilike the suit, sir,’Janey told Mr Such as they filed in.‘Thank you, Janey. It’sfor Parents’Evening, really.’‘Parents’Evening?’‘Yes, I have to look my best for that, don’tI?’‘But that’snot till Monday, Mr Such,’Derek said.‘Iknown that, Derek. I’m just getting used to it.’While they were talking. Mrs Venn came out of the kitchen with a bowl of custard in her arms.She was so shocked to see Mr Such in his bright new suit she gave a little jump.’Oh my gosh!’she cried.She grabbed one of the hall curtains to steady herself. The custard looped into the air, straight for Mr Such. Dereksaw it coming and stepped smartly in the way. The custard wobbled through the air and flopped againstDerek;s vest. Everyone fell silent. Derek stood there, looking sad and stunned. And covered in cold custard.‘Well done, Derek,’said Mr Such.‘You’d saved my brand new suit.’ Derek triedto smile but by then the custard was oozing into his shorts. After break, Mr Suchchanged back into his dish-cloth trousers.‘Please keep clear of this,’he said, hanging his new suit on the cupboard door.‘Keep well clear.’A Lovely green colourThe last lesson of the day was art. They had to paint interesting faces. Janey was doing a monster. She put blood-shotbits in his eyes, a bolt through his neck and green stuff coming out of his nose. She was pleased with the green sthff, butshe ’d mixed up too much. She asked Derek if he wanted some.‘Idon’tneed any green stuff, Janey,’he said .‘I’m doing a footballer.’‘Well, he could have green stuff coming out of his nose, couldn’the?’she said.‘No,’said Derek.’He couldn’t.’‘You’d could use it for the background. Like grass.’Mr Such4-----Princess Pip’ s Holiday1 Ready to goEveryone in Princess Pip ’s castlewas very busy. The King was polishing his money, the Queen was choosing sunhats, and the maids were running around with piles of vests.“ Can I take Dobbin on holiday?” asked Princess Pip.“I ’ m afraidthere won’t be roomfor a pony on the coach ,” said the Queen.“Oh, ” said the Princess Pip.“Can Amanda and Bert come,then?”“There ‘s no room for snakes,”said the King,“not even pet ones.”Princess Pip scowled .“ This holiday is going to be BORING,” she said.They went on holiday in their best gold coach.“Wave toall the people, dear,” said the Queen.Princess Pip folded her arms .“ I‘m on holiday,” she said.“Are we nearly there yet?”“We won ’t be there for a long time,” said the Queen. firmlyIt did take a long time to get to the seaside. The coach got very hot, and Princess Pip didn’t feel very well.“Here we are,at last! ”said the King happily.“But it’ s a castle!” said Princess Pip.“Just like home.It’s BORING.”2 Just like homeThere was a girl waiting by the castle door.“This is Daisy,”said the Queen.“She is going to yl ooku,Pipafter.”Daisy showed Princess Pip her room.“I don ’t want a four-poster bed!” said Princess Pip.“ That’ s just like home.”“You can sleep on my straw mattress, then,” said Daisy.“ I’ll have the bed.”“Oh, all right.”said Princess Pip.That evening there was a banquet and it went on for hours.“More sprouts?”asked the King happilyThis. is BORING,” said the Princess Pip.“Nonsense( 胡说 ),dear, ”said the Queen.“ It can’ t be boring. We’ re on holiday!”“ I WANT TO GO HOME! ” said Princess Pip, the next day. She had been walking round the castle walls all morning andshe hadn’ t found anything to do.“But we ’re having a wonderful time,” said the Queen,from her sun chair.“Just look at the way my money shines in the sun,” said the King.“Wonderful! ”“ But it ’s BORING! ” said Princess Pip.“Why don ’ t you go and talk to Daisy?” suggestedtheQueen.Princess Pip stomped off.“That does it,” she said to Daisy.“GOIWANTHOME!TO”3 The road home“If you stayed here a bit longer,you might start liking the seaside,” said Daisy.But Princess Pip wasn’t listening. She was putting all her important things in her suitcase.“I think we’ ll have to take some things out,aid Daisy.”sDaisy found them both backpacks, and they set out for home.Princess Pip and Daisy went across the drawbridge and along the road.It was very hot.“Let ’s have a nice,cool snack,” said Daisy.So they got some fish sticks from a stall.“These aren ’t bad, ” admitted Princess Pip.“They taste best by the seaside,” said Daisy.“ I’ll show you where the fish come from, if you like.”They went down some stone steps to a place where the sea swished backwards and forwards and the groundlooked as if it was made of gold.5----“Look in these pools,” said Daisy.The fish were hard to catch.”You could take your stockings off,” said Daisy,“ and use them for nets.”It was nice without shoes and stockings on. It was even nicer once Princess Pip had taken off her coat and crown.The fish looked very cross at being caught，so Princess Pip let them go.“It ’ s not too bad here,” said Princess Pip,at last.“ I want to stay here all the time.”“Let ’s build a sandcastle, then,” said Daisy.“A sand HOUSE, ” said Princess Pip.It was hard work, but they built a huge house, with a moat all around.Soon the sea came in and filled the moat.“That ’s just right.”said Princess Pip.“Make it stop coming in now,Daisy.”But the sea kept on coming in............ and soon it had washed their house FLAT.“ We built our house too close to the sea,” said Daisy, sadly.“STUPIDSEA! ”shouted Princess Pip. “STUPID SEASIDE! I WANT TO GO HOME!”4 Riding the dragonPrincess Pip and Daisy put on their shoes and picked up their backpacks.“I ’ m tired,”said Princess Pip, very soon.“ I want to ride Dobbin. Are we nearly home, yet?”“Why don ’ t you ride one of the horses on that merry-go-round?” suggested Daisy.“Oh, no, ”said Princess Pip.“ I’ m going to ride that dragon.”The dragon went very fast, and there was lots of exciting music--but then it all stopped. Everyone got off.“ But....we’ re still here!” said Princess Pip, crossly, as she got off ,too.“At least it wasn ’t boring,” said“ I WANTDaisy. TO GO HOME!” shouted Princess Pip.“At least it was fun,” said Daisy.“Everything is fun here because-fairit.”’ s a FUNPrincess Pip sniffed.“ What’ s fun about it?” she asked.“I ’ ll show you, ” saidTheyDaisywent. down the roller coaster.Then they went UP and UP and ....DOWN again.“AARRRRGH! ” yelled Princess Pip and Daisy.“Let ’s go on it again,” said Princess Pip.“ Tomorrow, perhaps,” said Daisy, who had gone very pale.“BUT I WANT... ” began Princess Pip.“Hello! ” said a voice.It was the King. The Queen was with him.“Where ’s Princess Pip?” the King asked Daisy.“Here ! ” said Princess Pip.The King and the Queen stared at her.“You can ’ t be Pip!” the Queen gasped.“You’re all dirty,and you have no stockings!”“ButI am! ” said Princess Pip, and put on her crown to prove it.“Look!It’s me,and I’ vefound a place where the ground is made of gold!Come and see.”Daisy and Princess Pip showed them the beach.“ Good heavens!”said the King.“How wonderful! It’s just the color of money.”“What a perfect place for my sun chair,” said the Queen.The beach was a perfect place for picnics and games, and races, too. Everyone loved it.Then one day the King said:“ What a pity we have to go home tomorrow.”Princess Pip scowled, and she said...“I don ’t want to go home!!!”6。
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’sgood,’said Mrs Harris.‘You’llneed to go the library and see if you can find some books.’ ‘Ohdear,’Amy groaned.‘I’llhave to see Mr Peck.’Mr Peck was the children ’slibrarian. 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.‘Iwas 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’tyou dare bring hedgehogs into your garden. Your garden is next to mine, don’tforget. If I see a hedgehogs 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’tsay 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?’ ‘Overthere,’snapped Mr Peck,pointing with his nose.Amy walked slowly along the shelves. Where were the books about animals? She was just about to rist 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’tforget 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 repeatedthe sounds herself.‘I’m talking hedgehog,’thought Amy.‘Iwish I knew what I was saying. I really need a hedgehog to help me. I’m surethere ’sone 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.‘I’m going to keep trying,’said Amy.‘I’m sure Ican 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 hairwas 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. Thehedgehog 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’smore,’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’teat vegetables. They eat slugs and snails. Now,if you don ’tmind, 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 ’sface.‘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 throw his coat over it.Amy had promised to show her mum the hedgehog. It was getting dark when they stepped into the garden to seeher 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.‘Ihope you don’tmind.’Amy was cross, but she also felt rather proud that so many people had come to see her. ‘You may wath. But please don ’t talk or make a noise. And no photos. ’The people nodded.Amy went down on her knees and snorted once moer.This time three more hedgehogs came up. Amy managed to tell the hedgehogs that they had nothing to fear. TheAs soon as the hedgehogs had gone, the people behind the fence began to clap and cheer. Of course they wantedto know what Amy and the hedgehogs had been talking about.‘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. ’Mrs Harris hugged Amy.‘You were fantastic,’she said.‘Come in and I’llmake 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 anodd noise. It was the sound of coins being dropped into a box.‘It was worth a pound of anybody’smoney,’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. ‘Iknow how to fix you,Mr Peck. ’She raced round to Mr Peck ’sgarden. 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 youhave 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’sall thanks to those hedgehogs,’he said.‘Iwish 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 abore 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 mouthsfull. But I think they are saying thanks for the dog food. ’‘Ishould think so too,’said Mr Peck.‘Ipaid a lot of money for that tin. And could you teach them not to speak with their mouths full? It is so rude. ’‘I’lltry,’said Amy.She looked at the hedgehogs and smiled.It seemed to her that they smiled back.Coming CleanOld Baggy-PantsDerek and Janey were eating jam roly-poly in the hall and talking about Mr Such ’strousers. Mr Such was their teacher and he wore the same trousers to school, day in and day out.‘They’re so crumpled and baggy,’Janey said.‘And grubby and thick,’said Derek.‘Like a pair of old dish-cloths.’‘And he wears them all the time.’‘Idon’tthink he’sgot any others.’‘Old Baggy-Pants, that’swhat he is,’Derek added,sticking his fork into his jam roly-poly.‘Iwish he’d get some new ones,’Janey sighed.At that moment Old Baggy-pants himself came into the hall. Janey ’smouth fell open and Derek could see the mashed up jam roly-poly inside.‘What’s up?’he said.Janey blinked and pointed. There was Mr Such in a brand new suit. A spotless white suit without a crease in it. Everyone in the hall stopped eating and stared at him.‘Carry on,everyone,’said Mr Such, a bit red in the face.‘Carry on eating.’‘Wow!’said Derek, leaning across his plate.‘He looks so different.’‘He looks smart,’said Janey firmly.‘And about time, too.’Later that afternoon Janey ’s class trooped back into the hall for P .E.‘Ilike the suit, sir,’Janey told Mr Such as they filed in.‘Thank you, Janey. It’sfor Parents’Evening, really.’‘Parents’Evening?’‘Yes, I have to look my best for that, don’tI?’‘But that’snot till Monday, Mr Such,’Derek said.‘Iknown that, Derek. I’m just getting used to it.’While they were talking. Mrs Venn came out of the kitchen with a bowl of custard in her arms.She was so shocked to see Mr Such in his bright new suit she gave a little jump.’Oh my gosh!’she cried.She grabbed one of the hall curtains to steady herself. The custard looped into the air, straight for Mr Such.Derek saw it coming and stepped smartly in the way. The custard wobbled through the air and flopped againstDerek;s vest. Everyone fell silent. Derek stood there, looking sad and stunned. And covered in cold custard.‘Well done, Derek,’said Mr Such.‘You’d saved my brand new suit.’Derek tried to smile but by then the custard was oozing into his shorts.After break, Mr Such changed back into his dish-cloth trousers.‘Please keep clear of this,’he said, hanging his new suit on the cupboard door.‘Keep well clear.’A Lovely green colourThe last lesson of the day was art. They had to paint interesting faces. Janey was doing a monster. She put blood-shot bits in his eyes, a bolt through his neck and green stuff coming out of his nose. She was pleased with the green sthff, but she’d mixed up too much. She asked Derek if he wanted some.‘Idon’tneed any green stuff, Janey,’he said .‘I’m doing a footballer.’‘Well, he could have green stuff coming out of his nose, couldn’the?’she said.‘No,’said Derek.’He couldn’t.’‘You’d could use it for the background. Like grass.’Mr SuchPrincess Pip’ s Holiday1 Ready to goEveryone in Princess Pip ’s castlewas very busy. The King was polishing his money, the Queen was choosing sunhats, and the maids were running around with piles of vests.“ Can I take Dobbin on holiday?”asked Princess Pip.“I ’m afraidthere won ’t be roomfor a pony on the coach , ”said the Queen.“Oh, ”said the Princess Pip.“Can Amanda and Bert come,then?”“There ‘s no room for snakes,”said the King,“not even pet ones.”Princess Pip scowled .“This holiday is going to be BORING,” she said.They went on holiday in their best gold coach.“Wave toall the people, dear,” said the Queen.Princess Pip folded her arms .“ I‘m on holiday,” she said.“Are we nearly there yet?”“We won’t be there for a long time,” said the Queen. firmlyIt did take a long time to get to the seaside . The coach got very hot, and Princess Pip didn’t feel very well.“Here we are,at last!” said the King happily.“But it’s a castle!” said Princess Pip.“Just like home.It’s BORING.”2 Just like homeThere was a girl waiting by the castle door.“This is Daisy,”said the Queen.“She is going to yl o oku,Pipafter.”Daisy showed Princess Pip her room.“I don ’t want a four-poster bed! ” said Princess Pip.“That’s just like home.”“You can sleep on my straw mattress, then,” said Daisy.“ I’ll have the bed.”“Oh, all right.”said Princess Pip.That evening there was a banquet and it went on for hours.“More sprouts? ”asked the King happilyThis. is BORING, ”said the Princess Pip.“Nonsense(胡说 ),dear,”said the Queen.“It can’t be boring. We’re on holiday!”“ I WANT TO GO HOME!” said Princess Pip, the next day. She had been walking round the castle walls all morning andshe hadn ’ t found anything to do.“But we ’re having a wonderful time,” said the Queen,from her sun chair.“Just look at the way my money shines in the sun,” said the King.“Wonderful!”“ But it ’s BORING!” said Princess Pip.“Why don’t you go and talk to Daisy?” suggestedtheQueen.Princess Pip stomped off.“That does it,” she said to Daisy.“GOIWANTHOME!TO”3 The road home“If you stayed here a bit longer,you might start liking the seaside,” said Daisy.But Princess Pip wasn’t listening. She was putting all her important things in her suitcase.“I think we ’ll have to take some things out,aid Daisy. ”sDaisy found them both backpacks, and they set out for home.Princess Pip and Daisy went across the drawbridge and along the road.It was very hot.“Let ’s have a nice,cool snack,”said Daisy.So they got some fish sticks from a stall.“These aren ’t bad, ” admitted Princess Pip.“They taste best by the seaside,” said Daisy.“ I’ll show you where the fish come from, if you like.”They went down some stone steps to a place where the sea swished backwards and forwards and the groundlooked as if it was made of gold.“Look in these pools,” said Daisy.The fish were hard to catch.”You could take your stockings off,” said Daisy,“and use them for nets.”It was nice without shoes and stockings on. It was even nicer once Princess Pip had taken off her coat and crown.The fish looked very cross at being caught ， so Princess Pip let them go.“It ’s not too bad here,” said Princess Pip,at last.“ I want to stay here all the time.”“Let ’s build a sandcastle, then,” said Daisy.“A sand HOUSE,” said Princess Pip.It was hard work, but they built a huge house, with a moat all around.Soon the sea came in and filled the moat.“That ’s just right.”said Princess Pip.“Make it stop coming in now,Daisy.”But the sea kept on coming in............ and soon it had washed their house FLAT.“ We built our house too close to the sea,”said Daisy, sadly.“STUPIDSEA!”shouted Princess Pip.“STUPID SEASIDE! I WANT TO GO HOME!”4 Riding the dragonPrincess Pip and Daisy put on their shoes and picked up their backpacks.“I ’m tired,”said Princess Pip, very soon.“ I want to ride Dobbin. Are we nearly home, yet?”“Why don’t you ride one of the horses on that merry-go-round?” suggested Daisy.“Oh, no, ”said Princess Pip.“ I’m going to ride that dragon.”The dragon went very fast, and there was lots of exciting music--but then it all stopped. Everyone got off.“But....we’re still here!” said Princess Pip, crossly, as she got off ,too.“At least it wasn’t boring,” said“I WANTDaisy. TO GO HOME!” shouted Princess Pip.“At least it was fun,” said Daisy.“Everything is fun here because-fairit.”’s a FUNPrincess Pip sniffed.“ What’s fun about it?” she asked.“I ’ll show you, ” saidTheyDaisywent. down the roller coaster.Then they went UP and UP and ....DOWN again.“AARRRRGH!” yelled Princess Pip and Daisy.“Let ’s go on it again,” said Princess Pip.“ Tomorrow, perhaps,” said Daisy, who had gone very pale.“BUT I WANT... ” began Princess Pip.“Hello! ” said a voice.It was the King. The Queen was with him.“Where’s Princess Pip?” the King asked Daisy.“Here ! ” said Princess Pip.The King and the Queen stared at her.“You can’t be Pip!” the Queen gasped.“You’re all dirty,and you have no stockings!”“ButI am!” said Princess Pip, and put on her crown to prove it. “Look!It ’s me,and I ’vefound a place where the ground is made of gold!Come and see.”Daisy and Princess Pip showed them the beach.“ Good heavens! ”said the King.“How wonderful! It’s just the color of money.”“What a perfect place for my sun chair,”said the Queen.The beach was a perfect place for picnics and games, and races, too. Everyone loved it.Then one day the King said:“ What a pity we have to go home tomorrow.”Princess Pip scowled, and she said...。
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。
