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Day 1

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■1 The red room

We could not go for a walk that afternoon.There was such a freezing cold wind,and such heavy rain,that we all stayed indoors.I was glad of it.I never liked long walks,especially in winter.I used to hate coming home when it was almost dark,with ice-cold fingers and toes,feeling miserable because Bessie,the nursemaid,was always scold ing me.All the time I knew I was different from my cousins,Eliza,John and Georgiana Reed.They were taller and stronger than me,and they were loved.

These three usually spent their time crying and quarrel ing,but today they were sitting quietly around their mother in the sitting-room.I wanted to join the family circle,but Mrs Reed,my aunt,refused Bessie had complain ed about me.

'No,I'm sorry,Jane.Until I hear from Bessie,or see for myself,that you are really trying to behave better,you cannot be treated as a good,happy child,like my children.' 'What does Bessie say I have done?'I asked.

'Jane,it is not polite to question me in that way.If you cannot speak pleasantly,be quiet.' I crept out of the sitting-room and into the small room next door,where I chose a book full of pictures from the bookcase.I climbed on to the window-seat and drew the curtain s,so that I was completely hidden.I sat there for a while.Sometimes I looked out of the window at the grey November afternoon,and saw the rain pour ing down on the leafless garden.But most of the time I studied the book and stare d,fascinate d,at the pictures.Lost in the world of imagination,I forgot my sad,lonely existence for a while,and was happy,I was only afraid that my secret hiding-place might be discover ed.

Suddenly the door of the room opened.John Reed rushed in.

'Where are you,rat?'he shouted.He did not see me behind the curtain.'Eliza!Georgy!Jane isn't here!Tell Mamma she's run out into the rain—what a bad animal she is!' 'How lucky I drew the curtain,'I thought.He would never have found me,because he was not very intelligent.But Eliza guessed at once where I was.

'She's in the window-seat,John,'she called from the sitting-room.So I came out immediately,as I did not want him to pull me out.

'What do you want?'I asked him.

'Say,“What do you want,Master Reed”,'he answered,sitting in an armchair.'I want you to come here.'

John Reed was fourteen and I was only ten.He was large and rather fat.He usually ate too much at meals,which made him ill.He should have been at boarding school,but his mother,who loved him very much,had brought him home for a month or two,because she thought his health was delicate.

John did not love his mother or his sister,and he hated me He bullied and punished me,not two or three times a week,not once or twice a day,but all the time.My whole body tremble d

when he came near.Sometimes he hit me,sometimes he just threaten ed me,and I lived in terrible fear of him.I had no idea about how to stop him.The servant s did not want to offend their young master,and Mrs Reed could see no fault in her dear boy.

Words needed to comprehend

freezing a. 寒冷的[v. freeze (p.froze p.p. frozen)]

miserable a. 悲惨的[n.misery] [悲剧tragedy 戏剧comedy]

scold vt. 责骂

quarrel vi. 争吵~ with sb. on sth.

n. 争吵

circle n. 圆; 圆形[a. circular 圆形的]

vt. 画圈Tom has circled all the new words in the text.

vi. ~ around sth. 环绕[spin vi. 旋转(自转)]

complain vi. 抱怨~ to sb. about sth. [n. complaint]

behave vi. 行为(待人接物) [n. behaviour]

polite a. 礼貌的[n. politeness]

question n. 问题

vt. 质问

draw vt. 画; 拉; 取

curtain n. (多复数) 窗帘; 幕布

pour vt. 倒; 倾泻

starve vi. 挨饿

vt. 使...挨饿

fascinate vt. 使...着迷[a. fascinating]

imagination n. 想象力

[v. imagine; a.imaginable 可想象的 a. imaginative 有想象力的

a.imaginary 想象中的; 虚构的]

existence n. 存在[v. exist]

secret a. 秘密的

n. 秘密

discover vt. 发现[n. Discovery]

intelligent a. 聪明的[n. intelligence]

immediately ad. 立刻, 马上=at once

rather ad. 非常,很[rather than = instead of 不是...而是...]

delicate a. 精美的;柔弱的

bully vt. 欺负

punish vt. 惩罚[n. punishment]

tremble vi. 颤抖

threaten vt. 威胁

fear n. 恐惧

vt. 害怕[fear for 担心]

servant n. 佣人

offend vt. 冒犯[attack 进攻defend 防御]

master n. 主人; 大师

vt. 掌握

fault n. 错误[a. false]

Day 2

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So I obey ed John's order and approach ed his armchair,thinking how very ugly his face was.Perhaps he understood what I was thinking,for he hit me hard on the face.'That is for your rudeness to Mamma just now,'he said,'and for your wicked ness in hiding,and for looking at me like that,you rat!'I was so used to his bullying that I never thought of hitting him back.

'What were you doing behind that curtain?'he asked.

'I was reading,'I answered.

'Show me the book.'I gave it to him.

'You have no right to take our books,'he continue d.'You have no money and your father left your none.You ought to beg in the streets,not live here in comfort with a gentleman's family.Anyway,all these books are mine,and so is the whole house,or will be in a few years' time.I'll teach you not to borrow my books again.'He lifted the heavy book and threw it hard at me.

It hit me and I fell,cutting my head on the door.I was in great pain,and suddenly for the first time in my life,I forgot my fear of John Reed.

'You wicked,cruel boy!'I cried.'You are a bully!You are as bad as a murder er!'

'What!What!'he cried.'Did she say that to me?Did you hear,Eliza and Georgiana?I'll tell Mamma,but first…'

He rushed to attack me,but now he was fighting with a desperate girl.I really saw him as a wicked murderer.I felt the blood running down my face,and the pain gave me strength.I fought back as hard as I could.My resist ance surprised him,and he shouted for help.His sisters ran for Mrs Reed,who called her maid,Miss Abbott,and Bessie.They pulled us apart and I heard them say,'What a wicked girl!She attacked Master John!'

Mrs Reed said calmly,'Take her away to the red room and lock her in there.'And so I was carried upstairs,arms waving and legs kicking.

As soon as we arrived in the red room,I became quiet again,and the two servants both started scolding me.

'Really,Miss Eyre,'said Miss Abbott,'how could you hit him?He's your young master!' 'How can he be my master?I am not a servant!'I cried.

'No,Miss Eyre,you are less than a servant,because you do not work,replied Miss Abbott.They both looked at me as if they strongly disapprove d of me.

'You should remember,miss,'said Bessie,'that your aunt pays for your food and clothes,and you should be grateful.You have no other relations or friends.'

All my short life I had been told this,and I had no answer to it.I stayed silent,listening to these painful reminders.

'And if you are angry and rude,Mrs Reed may send you away,'added Bessie.

'Anyway,'said Miss Abbott,'God will punish you,Jane Eyre,for your wicked heart.Pray to God,and say you're sorry.'They left the room,locking the door carefully behind them.The red room was a cold,silent room,hardly ever used,although it was one of the largest bedrooms in the house.Nine years ago,my uncle,Mr Reed,had died in this room,and since then nobody had wanted to sleep in it.

Now that I was alone I thought bitterly of the people I lived with.John Reed,his sisters,his mother,the servants,they all accused me,scolded me,hated me.Why could I never please them?Eliza was selfish,but was respected.Georgiana had a bad temper,but she was popular with everybody because she was beautiful John was rude,cruel and violent,but nobody punished him.I tried to make no mistakes,but they called me,naughty every moment of the day.Now that I had turned against John to protect myself,everybody blame d me.

And so I spent that whole long afternoon in the red room asking myself why I had to suffer and why life was so unfair.Perhaps I would run away,or starve myself to death.Gradually it became dark outside.The rain was still beat ing on the windows,and I could hear the wind in the trees.Now I was no longer angry,and I began to think the Reeds might be right.Perhaps I was wicked.Did I deserve to die,and be buried in the churchyard like my uncle Reed?I could not remember him,but knew he was my mother's brother,who had taken me to his house when my parents both died.On his death bed he had made his wife,aunt Reed,promise to look after me like her own children.I supposed she now regret ted her promise.

A strange idea came to me.I felt sure that if Mr Reed had lived he would have treated me kindly,and now,as I looked round at the dark furniture and the walls in shadow,I began to fear that his ghost might come back to punish his wife for not keeping her promise.He might rise from the grave in the churchyard and appear in this room!I was so frightene d by this thought that I hardly dare d to breathe.Suddenly in the darkness I saw a light moving on the ceiling.It may have been from a lamp outside,but in my nervous state I did not think of that.I felt sure it must be a ghost,a visitor from another world.My head was hot,my heart beat fast.Was that the sound of wings in my ears?Was that something moving near me?Screaming wildly,I rushed to the door and shook it.Miss Abbott and Bessie came running to open it.

'Miss Eyre,are you ill?'asked Bessie.

'Take me out of here!'I screamed.

'Why?What's the matter?'she asked.

'I saw a light,and I thought it was a ghost,'I cried,holding tight ly on to Bessie's hand.'She's not even hurt,'said Miss Abbott in disgust.'She screamed just to bring us here.I know all her little trick s.'

'What is all this?'demanded an angry voice.Mrs Reed appeared at the door of the

room.'Abbott and Bessie,I think I told you to leave Jane Eyre in this room till I came.' 'She screamed so loudly,ma'am,'said Bessie softly.

'Let go off her hands,Bessie,'was Mrs Reed's only answer.'Jane Eyre,you need not think you can succeed in getting out of the room like this.Your naughty tricks will not work with me.You will stay here an hour longer as a punishment for trying to deceive us.' 'Oh aunt,please forgive me!I can't bear it!I shall die if you keep me here…'I scream ed and kicked as she held me.

'Silence!Control yourself!'She pushed me,resisting wildly,back into the red room and locked me in.There I was in the darkness again,with the silence and the ghosts.I must have faint ed.I cannot remember anything more.

Words needed to comprehend

obey vt. 遵守[observe vt. 遵守观察]

order vt. 命令; 点(带)

n. 命令

approach v. 接近; 靠近; 接触

n. 方法

wicked a. 邪恶的; 恶心的

continue vt. 继续~ doing = go on doing

beg vi. 乞求~ for

borrow vt. 借进~ sth. from sb. [lend vt. 借出~ sth. to sb.]

pain n. 痛苦

murder vt, 谋杀

n. 谋杀; 谋杀案[murderer n.谋杀犯]

cry vi. 哭; 大喊

desperate a. 绝望的

fight vt. 战斗; 斗争~ against sth. 与...作斗争

resist vt. 抵抗[n. resistance] [can’t resist doing sth.= can’t help doing sth.] disapprove vi. 反对~ of [approve of 同意]

grateful a. 感激的[=thankful]

selfish a. 自私的[generous a. 大方的understanding a.善解人意的] temper n. 脾气

vt. 克制e.g. She tempered her anger.

popular a. 流行的; 大众的[n. popularity]

cruel a. 残忍的

naughty a. 调皮的[obedient a. 听话的]

blame vt. 责备[be to blame for = be responsible for]

suffer vt. 忍受; 遭受[suffer from (长期)忍受]

beat vt. 击打[beat sb. in one’s face]

vi. (心脏)跳动

n. 节奏

deserve vt. 值得; 活该

regret vt. 后悔regret doing

vi. 遗憾regret to do

furniture n. 家具

frighten vt. 惊吓[frightened frightening]

dare v. 敢[dare (to) do]

breathe v. 呼吸[n. breath]

ceiling n. 天花板

state n. 状态; 州[continent 洲]

vt. 陈述

tight a. 紧[v. tighten] [loose a. 松v. loosen]

disgust vt. 令...作呕

n. 令人作呕的东西

trick n. 技巧; 伎俩

forgive vt. 原谅

bear vt. 标有; 生; 忍受

n. 熊

scream vi. 尖叫

faint vi. 晕倒

Day 3

Quiz

Identity each character in the text: Who are they?

Jane Eyre; Miss Abbott; Eliza; Georgiana; John; Mrs.Reed

Text

■2 Leaving Gateshead

I woke up to find the doctor lift ing me very carefully into my own bed.It was good to be back in my familiar bedroom,with a warm fire and candle-light.It was also a great relief to recognize Dr Lloyd,who Mrs Reed called in for her servants(she always called a specialist for herself and the children).He was looking after me so kindly.I felt he would protect me from Mrs Reed.He talked to me a little,then gave Bessie orders to take good care of me.When he left,I felt very lonely again.

But I was surprised to find that Bessie did not scold me at all.In fact she was so kind to me

that I became brave enough to ask a question.

'Bessie,what's happened?Am I ill?'

'Yes,you became ill in the red room,but you'll get better,don't worry,Miss Jane,'she answered.Then she went next door to fetch another servant.I could hear her whisper s.'Sarah,come in here and sleep with me and that poor child tonight.I daren't stay alone with her,she might die.She was so ill last night!Do you think she saw a ghost?Mrs Reed was too hard on her,I think.'So the two servants slept in my room,while I lay awake all night,trembling with fear,and eyes wide open in horror,imagining ghosts in every corner.

Fortunately I suffered no serious illness as a result of my terrible experience in the red room,although I shall never forget that night.But the shock left me nervous and depress ed for the next few days.I cried all day long and although Bessie tried hard to tempt me with nice things to eat or my favourite books,I took no pleasure in eating or even in reading.I knew I had no one to love me and nothing to look forward to.

When the doctor came again,he seemed a little surprised to find me looking so miserable.'Perhaps she's crying because she couldn't go out with Mrs Reed in the carriage this morning,'suggest ed Bessie.

'Surely she's more sensible than that,'said the doctor,smiling at me.'She's a big girl now.' 'I'm not crying about that.I hate going out in the carriage.'I said quickly.'I'm crying because I'm miserable.'

'Oh really,Miss!'said Bessie.

The doctor looked at me thoughtful ly.He had small,gray,intelligent eyes.Just then a bell rang for the servants' dinner.

'You can go,Bessie,'he said.'I'll stay here talking to Miss Jane till you come back.'

After Bessie had left,he asked,'What really made you ill?'

'I was locked up in a room with a ghost,in the dark.'

'Afraid of ghosts,are you?'he smiled.

'Of Mr Reed's ghost,yes.He died in that room,you know.Nobody ever goes in there any more.It was cruel to lock me in there alone without a candle.I shall never forget it!' 'But you aren't afraid now.There must be another reason why you are so sad,'he said,looking kindly at me.

How could I tell him all the reasons for my unhappiness!

'I have no father or mother,brothers or sisters,'I began.

'But you have a kind aunt and cousins.'

'But John Reed knock ed me down and my aunt locked me in the red room,'I cried.There was a pause.

'Don't you like living at Gateshead,in such a beautiful house?'he asked.

'I would be glad to leave it,but I have nowhere else to go.'

'You have no relation s apart from Mrs Reed?'

'I think I may have some,who are very poor,but I know nothing about them,'I answered.'Would you like to go to school?'he asked finally.I thought for a moment.I knew very little about school,but at least it would be a change,the start of a new life.

'Yes,I would like to go,'I replied in the end.

'Well,well,'said the doctor to himself as he got up,'we'll see.The child is delicate,she ought to have a change of air.'

I heard later from the servants that he had spoken to Mrs Reed about me,and that she had agreed immediately to send me to school.Abbott said Mrs Reed would be glad to get rid of me.In this conversation I also learned for the first time that my father had been a poor vicar(神父).When he married my mother,Miss Jane Reed of Gateshead,the Reed family were so angry that they dis inherit ed her.I also heard that my parents both died of an illness only a year after their wedding.

Words needed to comprehend

lift vt. 抬起

n. 电梯[=elevator] [escalator 电动扶梯]

familiar a. 熟悉的[be ~ with]

candle n. 蜡烛

light n. 光;光线

vt. 点亮; 照亮

relief n. 释怀; 缓解; 免除

recognize vt. 认出; 承认

specialist n. 专家[= expert; professor]

whisper v. 说悄悄话; 用悄悄话说...

n. 悄悄话

depress vt. 使...失落

favourite a. 最喜欢的

look forward to 期盼~ sth./doing sth.

carriage n. 马车; 火车车厢

suggest vt. 建议; 暗示

sensible a. 明智的; 理智的[sensitive a.敏感的]

thoughtful a. [=understanding]善解人意的

knock vt. 敲

pause vi. 暂停

n. 暂停

relation n. 关系[=relationship]; 亲属

ought to [=should] 应该

get rid of 去除

conversation n. [=dialogue] 交流; 对话

inherit vt. 遗传; 继承[disinherit意思为遗传/继承了坏的方面, 又如

famous 有名的而infamous 臭名昭著的]

Day 4

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But days and weeks passed,and Mrs Reed still said nothing about sending me to school.One day,as she was scolding me,I suddenly threw a question at her.The words just came out without my planning to say them.

'What would uncle Reed say to you if he were alive?'I asked.

'What?'cried Mrs Reed,her cold gray eyes full of fear,staring at me as if I were a ghost.I had to continue.

'My uncle Reed is now in heaven,and can see all you think and do,and so can my parents.They know how you hate me,and are cruel to me.'

Mrs Reed smacked(扇) my face and left me without a word.I was scolded for an hour by Bessie as the most ungrateful child in the world,and indeed with so much hate in my heart I did feel wicked.

Christmas passed by,with no present s or new clothes for me.Every evening I watched Eliza and Georgiana putting on their new dresses and going out to parties Sometimes Bessie would come up to me in my lonely bedroom,bringing a piece of cake,sometimes she would tell me a story,and sometimes she would kiss me goodnight.When she was kind to me I thought she was the best person in the world,but she did not always have time for me.

On the morning of the fifteenth of January,Bessie rushed up to my room,to tell me a visitor wanted to see me.Who could it be?I knew Mrs Reed would be there too and I was frightened of seeing her again.When I nervously entered the breakfast-room I looked up at a black column!At least that was what he looked like to me.He was a tall,thin man dressed all in black,with a cold,stony(石头般的) face at the top of the column.

'This is the little girl I wrote to you about,'said Mrs Reed to the stony stranger.

'Well,Jane Eyre,'said the stranger heavily,'and are you a good child?'

It was impossible to say yes,with Mrs Reed sitting there,so I was silent.

'Perhaps the less said about that,the better,Mr Brocklehurst,'said Mrs Reed,shaking her head.

'I'm sorry to hear it,he answered.'Come here.Jane Eyre,and answer my questions.Where do the wicked go after death?'

'They go to hell,'I answered.

'And what must you do to avoid going there?'he asked.

I thought for a moment,but could not find the right answer.

'I must keep in good health,and not die,'I replied.

'Wrong!Children younger than you die all the time.Another question.Do you enjoy reading the Bible?'

'Yes,sometimes,'I replied,hesitating.

'That is not enough.Your answers show me you have a wicked heart.You must pray to God to change it,if you ever want to go to heaven.'

'Mr Brocklehurst,'interrupt ed Mrs Reed,'I mention ed to you in my letter that this little girl has in fact a very bad character.If you accept her at Lowood school,please make sure that the

headmistress and teachers know how dishonest she is.She will try to lie to them of course.You see,Jane,you cannot try your tricks on Mr Brocklehurst.'

However hard I had tried to please Mrs Reed in the past,she always thought the worst of me.It was not surprising that I had come to hate her.Now she was accusing me in front of a stranger.My hopes of starting a new life at school began to fade.

'Do not worry,madam,'Mr Brocklehurst said,'the teachers will watch her carefully.Life at Lowood will do her good.We believe in hard work,plain food,simple clothes and no luxury of any kind.'

'I will send her as soon as possible then,Mr Brocklehurst.I hope she will be taught according to her low position in life.'

'Indeed she will,madam.I hope she will be grateful for this opportunity to improve her character.Little girl,read this book.It tells the story of the sudden death of a young girl who was a liar.Read and pray.'

After Mr Brocklehurst had given me the book and left,I felt I had to speak.Anger was boiling up inside me.I walked up to Mrs Reed and looked straight into her eyes.'I do not deceive people!If I told lies,I would say I loved you!But I don't,I hate you!I will never call you aunt again as long as I live.If anyone asks how you treated me,I will tell them the truth,that you were very cruel to me.People think you are a good woman,but you are lying to them!'

Even before I had finished I began to experience a great feeling of freedom and relief.At last I had said what I felt!Mrs Reed looked frightened and unhappy.

'Jane,I want to be your friend.You don't know what you're saying.You are too excited.Go to your room and lie down.'

'I won't lie down.I'm quite calm.Send me to school soon,Mrs Reed.I hate living here.'I will indeed send her soon,'murmured(絮叨) Mrs Reed to herself.

Words needed to comprehend

present vt. 呈现; 出席

a. 现在的

n. 礼物

nervous a. 紧张的

column n. 柱子; (报纸)专栏

impossible a. 不可能的[possible a.可能的possibility n.可能性]

silent a. 沉默的; 寂静的[n. silence]

avoid vt. 避免[avoid doing = prevent sb. from doing]

pray vi. 祈祷

heaven n. 天堂[hell n.地狱]

interrupt vt. 打断

mention vt. 提到

character n. 性格; 角色; 字[Chinese character 汉字]

[characteristic n. 特点]

headmistress n. 女校长[headmaster n.校长]

accuse vt. 指责; 指控

fade vi. 褪色; 变弱

plain a. 朴素的; 清楚的

n. 平原

luxury n. 奢侈品

a. 奢侈的

position n. 地位; 姿势; 位置

vt. 放置

opportunity n. 机会[=chance]

deceive vt. 欺骗[=cheat]

Day 5

Text

■3 My first impressions of school

Mrs Reed arrange d for me to leave on the nineteenth of January.I had to get up very early to catch the coach,but Bessie helped me to get ready.

'Will you say goodbye to Mrs Reed,Jane?'she asked.

'No,she said I shouldn't disturb her so early.Anyway,I don't want to say anything to her.She's always hated me.'

'Oh,Miss Jane,don't say that!'

'Goodbye to Gateshead!'I shouted wild ly,as we walked together out of the front door,to wait for the coach in the road.It arrived,pulled by four horses,and full of passenger s.The coachman took my luggage and called me to hurry up.Bessie kissed me for the last time as I held tightly to her.

She shouted up to the coachman,'Make sure you take care of her!Fifty miles is a long way for a young child to go alone.'

'I will!'he answered.The door was closed,and the coach rolled off.What a strange feeling to be leaving Gateshead,my home for the whole of my childhood!Although I was sad to say goodbye to Bessie,I was both excited and nervous about the new place I would see,and the new people I would meet.

I do not remember much about the journey,except that it seemed far too long.We stopped for lunch,to change the horses.Then in the afternoon I realize d we were driving through countryside.I slept for a short time but was woken when the coach stopped.The door opened and a servant called in,

'Is there a little girl called Jane Eyre here?'

'Yes,'I answered,and was helped out of the coach with my luggage.Tired and confused after the journey,I followed the servant into a large building,where she left me in a sitting-room.In

came a tall lady,with dark hair and eyes,and a large,pale forehead.I discovered that she was Miss Temple,the headmistress of Lowood school.She looked at me carefully.'You are very young to be sent alone.You look tired.Are you?'she asked,putting her hand kindly on my shoulder.

'A little,ma'am,'I replied.

'How old are you,and what is your name?'

'I'm Jane Eyre,ma'am,and I'm ten years old.'

'Well,I hope you will be a good child at school,'she said,touching my cheek gently with her finger.

I was taken by a teacher,Miss Miller,through the silent corridors of the large school,to the long,wide schoolroom.There about eighty girls,aged from nine to twenty,sat doing their homework.I sat on a bench near the door,with my slate(板).

'Put away the lesson-books and fetch the supper-trays(托盘)!'called Miss Miller.Four tall girls remove d all the books,then went out and returned with trays which were handed round.Each child could have a drink of water out of the shared cup,and could take a small piece of biscuit.Then we all went quietly upstairs to the long,crowd ed bedroom,where two children shared every bed.I had to share Miss Miller's,but I was so tired that I fell asleep immediately.In the morning the ringing of a bell woke me,although it was still dark.I got dressed quickly in the bitter cold of the room,and washed when I could.There was only one basin for six girls.When the bell rang again,we all went downstairs,two by two,and silently entered the cold,badly lit schoolroom for prayers.As the bell rang a third time to indicate the beginning of lessons,the girls moved into four groups around four tables,and the teachers came into the room to start the Bible class.I was put in the bottom class.How glad I was when it was time for breakfast!I had hardly eaten anything the day before.But the only food served to us was porridge(粥),which was burnt.It was so disgusting that we could not eat it,so we left the dining-room with empty stomach s.After breakfast came the one happy moment of the day,when the pupil s could play and talk freely.We all complained bitterly about the uneatable breakfast.Lessons started again at nine o'clock and finished at twelve,when Miss Temple stood up to speak to the whole school.

Words needed to comprehend

arrange vt. 安排~ for [n. arrangement]

disturb vt. 打扰

wild a. 野生的; 荒芜的; 狂野的

n. 荒野

coach n. 教练; 大巴; 车厢

vt. 指导

passenger n. 乘客

luggage n. 行李

journey n. 旅行; 历程

realize vt. 意识到

pale a. 苍白的

forehead n. 额头

gentle a. 温和的; 轻柔的

corridor n. 走廊

bench n. 长凳

fetch vt. 取[bring 带来take 带走carry 携带]

remove vt. 去除; 搬动[n. removal]

biscuit n. 饼干

crowd n. 人群

vt. 挤入

bitter a. 苦

basin n. 脸盆

indicate vt. 表明

bottom n. 底部

stomach n. 胃

pupil n. 小学生; 瞳孔

Day 6

Text

'Girls,this morning you had a breakfast which you couldn't eat.You must be hungry,so I have ordered a lunch of bread and cheese for you all.'The teachers looked at her in surprise.'Don't worry,I take responsibility for it,'she told them.

We were delight ed,and all rushed out into the garden to eat our lunch.Nobody had taken any notice of me so far,but I did not mind that.I stood alone outside,watching some of the stronger girls playing,trying to forget the bitter cold,and thinking about my life.Gateshead and the Reed family seemed a long way away.I was not yet used to school life.And what sort of future could I look forward to?

As I wondered,I saw a girl near me reading a book.I felt brave enough to speak to her,since I too liked reading.

'Is your book interesting?What is it about?'I asked.

'Well,I like it,'she said after a pause,looking at me.'Here,have a look at it.'I glance d quickly at it but found it too difficult to understand,so I gave it back.

'What sort of school is this?'I asked.

'It's called Lowood school.It's a charity school.We're all charity children,you see.I expect your parents are dead,aren't they?All the girls here have lost either one or both parents.' 'Don't we pay anything?Is the school free?'I asked.

'We pay,or our relations pay,£15 a year for each of us.That isn't enough,so some kind ladies and gentlemen in London pay the rest.That's why it's called a charity school.'

'Who is Mr Brocklehurst?'was my next question.

'His mother built this part of the school.He's the manager,and looks after all financial matter s.He lives in a large house near here.'

I did not see her again until during the afternoon lessons,when I noticed that she had been sent to stand alone in the middle of the schoolroom.I could not imagine what she had done to deserve such a punishment,but she did not look ashamed or unhappy.She was lost in thought,and did not seem to notice that everyone was looking at her.

'If that happened to me,'I thought,'I would be so embarrass ed!'

After lessons we had a small cup of coffee and half a piece of brown bread,then half an hour's play,then homework.Finally,after the evening biscuit and drink of water,we said prayers and went to bed.That was my first day at Lowood.

Words needed to comprehend

responsibility n. 责任[a. responsible]

delight n. 快乐; 糖果

vt. 取悦

notice vt. 注意到; 察觉

n. 告示; 通知

sort n. 种类[sort of 有点]

vt. 分类

glance vi. 瞥[~ at]

n. 一瞥

charity n. 慈善

expect vt. 预料; 期待; 指望

financial a. 金融的; 财政的

finance n. 金融; 财政

vt. 资助

matter n. 事情; 物质

vt. 要紧

punishment n. 惩罚[vt. punish]

ashamed a. 尴尬的; 羞耻的[be ~ of] [shameful a. 令人尴尬的]

embarrass vt. 使...尴尬; 使...陷入麻烦

Day 7

Text

The next morning we got up in the dark as before,but the water was frozen,so we could not wash.It was freezing cold in all the rooms.This time the porridge was not burnt,but I still felt hungry,as the quantity was so small.

I stayed in the bottom class,but noticed the girl that I had been talking to was in another class.Her surname seemed to be Burns.Teachers called girls by their surnames in this school.Her class were studying history,and her teacher,Miss Scatcherd,appeared constantly annoyed by her.

'Burns,hold your head up,can't you!'

'Burns,don't stand like that!'

The history questions asked by Miss Scatcherd sounded very difficult,but Burns knew all the answers.I kept expecting the teacher to praise her,but instead she suddenly cried out,'You dirty girl!You haven't washed your hands this morning!'

I was surprised that Burns did not explain that none of us could wash our faces or hands because the water had been frozen.Miss Scatcherd gave an order.Burns left the room and returned,carrying a stick.The teacher took it and hit Burns several times with it.The girl did not cry or change her expression.

'Wicked girl!'said Miss Scatcherd.'Nothing will change your dirty habit s!'

Later that day,during the play-hour,I found Burns alone by the fireside,reading the same book as before,and I started talking to her.

'What is the rest of your name?'I asked.

'Helen,'she replied.

'Do you want to leave Lowood?'

'No,why should I?I was sent to school here,so I must learn as much as I can.'

'But Miss Scatcherd is so cruel to you!'I burst out.

'Cruel?Not at all.She is strict and she sees my faults.'

'If I were you,I'd hate her,'I cried.'If she hit me with a stick,I'd seize it and break it under her nose.'

'I don't think you would,'answered Helen quietly.'And if you did,Mr Brocklehurst would send you away from school,and your relations would be upset.Anyway,the Bible tells us to do good,even if other people hurt us.Sometimes you have to put up with some hard things in life.'

I could not understand her ideas but I had a feeling she might be right.I looked at her in wonder.

'You say you have faults,Helen.What are they?To me you seem very good.'

'You are wrong,'she answered.'I'm untidy and careless and I forget the rule s.I read when I should be doing my homework.You see,Miss Scatcherd is right to scold me.'

'Is Miss Temple as strict as that?'I asked.

A soft smile passed over Helen's normally serious face.

'Miss Temple is full of goodness.She gently tells me of my mistake s,and praise s me if I do well.But even with her help I don't concentrate properly in class,I just dream away the time,and then I can't answer the teacher's questions.'

'But today in history you knew all the answers!'I said.

'I just happened to be interested,that's all,'she replied.

'I expect you are always interested in Miss Temple's lessons,because you like her and she is good to you.I'm like that.I love those who love me,and I hate those who punish me unfairly.' 'You should read the Bible and do what Christ says—people who believe in God should love their enemies,'said Helen.

'Then I should love Mrs Reed and her son John,which is impossible,'I cried.

Helen asked me to explain what I meant,and listened carefully to the long story of what I had suffered at Gateshead.

'Well,'I asked impatiently at the end,'isn't Mrs Reed a bad woman?Don't you agree with me?'

'It's true she has been unkind to you,because she dislikes your faults,as Miss Scatcherd dislikes mine.But look how bitterly you remember every angry word!Wouldn't you be happier if you tried to forget her scolding?Life is too short to continue hating anyone for a long time.We all have faults,but the time will come soon when we die,when our wickedness will pass away with our bodies,leaving only the pure flame of the spirit.That's why I never think of revenge,I never consider life unfair.I live in calm,looking forward to the end.'

For a moment we both stayed silent.Then one of the big girls came up,calling,'Helen Burns!Go and put away your work and tidy your drawer immediately,or I'll tell Miss scatcherd!

Helen sighed,and,getting up,silently obeyed.

Words needed to comprehend

quantity n. 数量

constant a. 常发生的;

continuous a. 持续的;连续的

stick n. 棍;球棒

vt. 黏[sth. sticks in one’s mind = sth. is unforgettable]

expression n. 表达; 神情[v. express]

habit n. 习惯; 习性[inhabit v.居住于n.inhabitant 居民]

seize vt. 抓住

tidy a. 整洁的

rule n. 规则; 原则

vt. 统治

mistake n. 错误[v. mistaken 误解= misunderstand]

praise vt. 表扬; 称赞

concentrate vt. 集中; 专注= focus

flame n. 火焰

revenge n. 报复; 复仇

vt. 报复; 复仇

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