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呵呵，这节目不错，不过奖励什么呢？？积分不够分量吧

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Now the special English program: American Stories
Our story today is called " All the Years of Polite".
It was witten by Molly Cariham.
Here is Sharp Mill to tell you the story-------



witten -----> written  

[ 本帖最后由 ella 于 2006-9-12 05:17 PM 编辑 ]

ella

>>>Mill, where are you?
>>>come on, tell us the story!!

ella

ah~nobody wants to tell us the story??

come on! have a try!

ella

the drug store was beginning to close for the night.
young Al  who worked in the store was putting on his coat, getting ready to go home.
on his way out, he passed mr. sam k,the little grey-haired man who owned this store.
mr.k looked up at AL as he passed,and said" you are very soft boys***, just amoment AL,one moment ,before you go"
mr.k spoke so quitely that he worried AL."what is it? mr. k"......

***is that sentence right?

ella

"maybe you 'll be coating off to take a few things out of your pockets and leave them here before you go"said mr. K .
"what things? what are you talking about?"
"you got a compact and a lipstick and at least two tubes of toothpaste in your pockets AL"
"what do you mean?" AL answered,"do you think i'm crazy?"his face got red.
mr. K kept looking at AL,coldly.
AL did not know what to say and tried to keep his eyes from meeting the eyes of his boss.

[ 本帖最后由 ella 于 2006-9-12 04:19 PM 编辑 ]

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after a few moments,he put his hands into his pockets and took out the things he had stolen.

"that is thieving. hey! AL."said mr. k ,"and maybe you 'd be  good enough to tell me how long this has been going on."

"this is the first time  i ever took anything. "

mr. k was quick to answer:"so now you think you'll tell me a lie?what kind of a fool do i  look like? i don't know what goes on in my store(y)? i told you: you've been doing this for a long time."mr. k had a strange smile on his face."i don't like to call the police."he said,"but maybe i should call your father and let him know  i am going to  have to put you in jail."

"my father is not home. he's a printer. he works nights."

"who is at home?"mr. K asked.

"my mother, i think."

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mr.K started to go to the phone.
AL's fears made him raise his voice,he wanted to show he was afraid of nobody.
he acted this way every time he got into trouble.
this had happened many times since he left school.
at such times he always spoke in a loud voice as he did tonight.
"just a minute"he said to mr. K"you don't have to get anybody else into this. you don't have to call her."AL tried tp show big.but deep down he was like a child.
he hoped that someone at home would come quickly to save him.
but mr.K was already talking to his mother. he told her to come to the store in a hurry.

AL thought his mother would come rushing in, eyes burning with anger.
maybe  she would be crying ,and would push him away when he tried to explain to her.
she would make him feel small. yet he wanted her to come quickly before mr.K called in a policeman.

AL and mr.K waited but said nothing. at last they heard some one at the close door.
mr.K opened it and said "come in ,mrs.P" his face was hard and serious.
AL's mother came in with a friendly smile on her face.and put out her hand to mr.K and said politely:"i am mrs.P, AL's mother".
mr.K was surprised at the way she came in.
she was very calm , quiet, and friendly.
"is AL in trouble?"mrs.P asked.
"he is.he has been taking things from the store. little things like toothpaste and lipsticks,things can easily sell"
mrs.P looked at her son and said sadly:"is it so,AL?"
"yes"
"why have you been doing it?"she asked.
"i've been spending money,i believe."
"on what?"
"going around with the boys, i guess"said AL.

ella

听不到? 难道是我讲得太轻?    

ella

mrs.P put out her hand and touched mr.k 's arm with great gentleness as if she knew just how he felt.
she spoke as if she didnot want to call in any more trouble.
she said: "if you will just listen to me before doing anything!" her voice was cool, and she turned her head away as if she had said too much already, then she looked again at mr. k with her pleasant smile, and asked:"what do you want to do,MR.K?"
"i was going to get a cop. that is what i should do, call the police."



i need your help !!!! my dear friends. what did mrs.P answer?

ella

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She answered: “Yes, I think so. It’s not for me to say because he is my son. Yet, I sometimes think a little good advice is the best thing for a boy at certain times in his life."
Mrs. P looked like a different women to her son AL.
There she was with a gentle smile, saying: "I wonder if you don't think it would be better just let him come home with me. He looks like a big fellow, doesn't he? Yet, it takes some of them a long time to get any sense into their HEADS."
Mr. K had expected AL's mother to come in nervously, shaking with fear, asking with wet eyes for mercy for her son. But no, she was most calm and pleasant, and was making Mr. K feel guilty.
After a time, Mr. K was shaking his HEAD in agreement TO what she was saying.
"Of course," he said, "I don't want to be cruel. I'll tell you what I'll  do: Tell your son not to come back here again. And let it go WITH that. How was that? "
And he warmly shook Mrs. P’s hand.
"I will never forget your kindness. "
"Sorry, we had to meet this way" said Mr. K."But i am glad  i got in touch with you, just wanted to do the right thing. That is all."
"It's better to meet like this than never, isn't it?" she said .
Suddenly they hold their hands as if they liked each other,as if they had known each other for a long time.
"Goodnight, sir"
"Goodnight Mrs.P. i am truly sorry."

ella

thanks a lot.judyay619 .

ella

Mother and son left. They walked along the street in silence. She took long steps and looked straight in front of her.After a time,AL said :"Thank God. It turned out like that.Never again!"
"Be quiet! Don't speak to me. You have shamed  me enough. Have the decency to be quiet!"
They reached home at last. Mrs.P took off her coat and without even looking at him, she said to AL:"You are a bad lad! God forgive you! It's one thing after another,always has been. Why do you stand there so stupidly? Go to bed !"
As she went into the kitchen, she said ,"Not a word about tonight to your father!"
In his bedroom, AL heard his mother in the kitchen. There was no shame in him, just pride of his mother's strength."She was smooth" he said to himself. He felt he must tell her how great she was!

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As he got to the kitchen, he saw his mother drinking a cup of tea. He was shocked by what he saw.
    His mother's face, as he said, was a frightened broken face. It was not the same cool bright face as he saw earlier in the drug store. As Mrs.P lift her tea cup, her hand shook and some of the tea splashed on the table. Her lips moved nervoursly. She looked very old.
    He watched his mother without making a sound. The picture of his mother made him want to cry. He felt his use* coming to an end. He saw old troubles he brought to his mother in her shaking hand , in the deep lines of worry in her grey face. It seemed to him that this was the first time he had ever really seen his mother.