心灵鸡汤读后续写58FirstDayJitters导学案-九24届高三英语一轮复习

58 First Day Jitters

一、请根据两个提示句进行故事续写，150词左右。

It’s the first day of school. I spring from my bed and head straight into the bathroom with such excitement,

trying to decide whether to wear the pink blouse with my Old Navy fitted gray pants or the black cotton,

three-quarter sleeve top with the white capris.(紧身裤)

I turn on the shower and let the warm water run from the top of my head, down my shoulders my toes before

deciding on the white capris with the black cotton shirt. “It looks serious but light,” and after all, how much longer

will I be able to wear white capris with September around the corner? I towel off, get dressed and spend just a few

minutes more than normal blow-drying my hair.

My lunch, packed the night before in preparation for the “big day,” even has my name on it, the way my

mother showed me!

Standing at my breakfast counter, I’m not so sure I should be wearing this crazy outfit that shouts, “Look at

me!” But the sensible side of my brain takes over and tells me “Too late now… it’s 7:03….” Pushing the last bit of

corn muffin (松饼) into my mouth, I run out the door, only to return several more times as I check and recheck

that I have everything. The cool leather covering on chairs in the car sends a slight shake down my spine (脊椎) as

I desperately try to think of something humorous to impress the people with whom I will spend the next 180 days.

It’s 7:48 by the time I reach school, and already a sea of children are forming outside the familiar old brick

building. Most of the kids look happy to be there. Working my way through parents, teachers and kids, I am

surrounded and soon everyone wants to know how I spent my summer and where I bought my capris.

Conversation is cut short, however, by the sound of the first bell. Everyone races to stand in their appropriate

lines. Thank goodness I am not new! As other teachers begin calling their students’ names, I race over to the third

grade lines and wait for my name to be announced… suddenly all eyes are on me!

My line begins “the walk” down the corridor, past the library, toward the computer room until we stop

outside a friendly classroom decorated with apples and bright posters.

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“Good morning, welcome to my class! My name is Mrs. Benoit.” a cheerful voice says.

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二、原作品读

It was a hot day in Florida. The school year had just ended and it was time for summer vacation. We had just

gotten a little black dog who we named One-Eyed. We chose that name because he could only see out of one eye.

Everybody wanted to do something for the dog: feed him, teach him tricks and take long walks with him.

Everybody was so happy to have this active, playful, shaggy, sable-coated new addition to our family. Everybody,

that is, except my mom and me.

All my mom saw when she looked at the dog was someone else to clean up after. Shedding, messy, muddy,

he pounced all over the house. All Mom seemed to care about was getting the house cleaned. My mom began to

put Clorox in the tub. There was no messing with Mom when she started cleaning, so I decided to move out of the

way. Actually, getting out of the way is a move I’d been practicing for a long time.

Being the youngest in my family has had its advantages, of course. I won’t deny that. More than a few times I

was spoiled or everyone was convinced that I was the cutest. It wasn’t all bad to get this attention.

But being the youngest also came with its fair share of troubles. I was often told what I couldn’t do and why.

I realize that I practiced getting out of the way because most of the time I was being pushed out of the way.

“You’re too young!” “You’re too little!” “You’ll mess this up!” they’d often say.

I also knew that my family loved me. They always tried to protect me, help me and take care of me, but I

couldn’t wait to show them I could do things by myself.

Every time I asked my brother or my sister if I could pet One-Eyed, they would shout “No!” or tell me that I

had germs. Once, they even convinced me that I had so many germs, if I touched One-Eyed he would die! I really

believed them and was scared that something terrible would happen to the dog. Once I even confessed to my mom

that I touched the dog when no one noticed. At first, my mom seemed very confused about what I was telling her

but then she realized that they were playing a joke on me to keep me away from the dog. My mom scolded my

brother and sister, “You better stop teasing your little brother!” Little brother! That’s exactly what I was. That

really got my blood boiling. I was so mad,1 wanted to break something!

I wasn’t going to let them make me move out of their way this time! I took one look at the dog and decided,

“I’ll show them what a little kid can do!” I took the dog into the bathroom, “I’m going to give you a bath!” I said.

One-Eyed looked at me strangely; he obviously didn’t understand what I was saying. I looked at the sink. Too

small, I thought. I looked at the tub. “It stinks like Clorox- “Then I saw it. The perfect place for a dog bath -- the

toilet!

I took my sister’s shampoo and poured it into the toilet. Then I put the dog in. I was scrubbing all the dirt off

the dog with our towels. The finishing touch was to pull down the lever, which I did. But the sound of the toilet

made the dog panic like crazy! He tried to escape, but the shampoo was too slippery. While the water was going

down, One-Eyed’s legs were going down with it. I was scared, and I didn’t want One-Eyed to get hurt. I didn’t

want to get into trouble or for anyone to find out. I went running down to the garage.

My mom was standing there and laughing, as if she was expecting me. I didn’t know what to say, 1 tried to

catch my breath. Then I told her what just happened. I thought she would punish me. I didn’t expect my mom

would be … laughing.

As it turns out, I later discovered that my mom knew what was happening all along. She always seemed to be

a pretty good spy, I guess.

Oh, and if you’re wondering, One-Eyed was fine: but he did stay away from me for a while. Even though we

never actually had a conversation about my being the youngest, I think Mom understood what I was trying to do. I

was trying to make my own place in our family…trying? Maybe sometimes in a weird way to declare my

independence. Flushing the dog down the toilet might not sound like a Declaration of Independence, but for a

six-year-old, well, it was my best shot!

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