仙境之橋 Terabithia 精講之三

第一頁：片段欣賞
第二頁：巧學(xué)口語
第三頁：小小翻譯家
第四頁：文化一瞥

 

影片對(duì)白：

Leslie: Wow. You're really good at drawing. Like, better than any kid I've ever seen.

Jess: Uh... Thanks.

Mrs. Myers: I wanna share this composition for two reasons. One, it uses adjectives well. And two, it's clear the author paid attention to what she saw and what she felt, which is important for any writing. Self-Contained Underwater Breathing Apparatus by Leslie Burke. Leslie, why don't you read it for us.

Student: Oh, man. Can you believe this?

 

 

Leslie: "I'm moving gently forward, over the wild and beautiful, unexplored world below me. I'm floating in silence, and breaking it up with the sound of my breath. Above me, there's nothing but shimmery light, the place where I've come from, and will go back to when I am done here. I'm diving. I'm a scuba diver. I'm going deeper past the wrinkled rocks and dark seaweed toward a deep blueness where a school of silver fish wait. As I swim through the water, bubbles burst from me, wobbling like little jellyfish as they rise. I check my air. I don't have as much time as I need to see everything, but that is what makes it so special."

Mrs. Myers: Thank you, Leslie. Now tonight at 7:00 on channel four there is a special about an undersea explorer, Dr. Bob Ballard. I want everyone to watch and write one page about what you've learned. Leslie?

Leslie: What if you can't watch this program?

Mrs. Myers: Inform your parents it's an assignment, I'm sure they won't object.

Leslie: But... what if you don't have a TV?

[All laugh]

Leslie: My dad says the TV kills your brain cells.

Scott: Your dad doesn't know anything. We watch TV, like, every day.

Leslie: I rest my case.

Mrs. Myers: Well, then, Leslie, you don't have to write this essay. You can pick something else to write about.

Scott: Yeah, like, how to live in a cave.

[Class laughs]

Mrs. Myers: That's enough, Mr. Hoager.

Girls: Hey, Leslie, come here. What are you gonna write your essay on? Bats in caves?

(In the bus)

Students: Here comes Janice! New kid's in Janice's seat. What does she think she's doing?

May Belle: Jess! The big kids will kill her!

Jess: You have a death wish? The back row is for eighth-graders.

Janice: That's right, beanpole. Move it. Out of my way, farm boy.

Jess: You're really asking for it.

Leslie: Seems to me she gives it out whether you ask for it or not. So might as well have some fun.

Jess: Getting Janice all wound up is a weird way of having fun.

Leslie: Well, what's your idea of having fun?

Jess: I don't know.

Leslie: Well, you wanna do something?

Jess: I don't know.

May Belle: Let's do something. Definitely. What should we do?

Jess: You can't do it.

May Belle: Do what?

Jess: What we're doing.

Leslie: Hey, May Belle! I don't use my Barbies so much anymore. If you want, you can have them.

May Belle: To keep for permanent?

Leslie: Sure.

May Belle: Thanks.

Leslie: You're lucky to have a sister.

Jess: I've got four, and I'd trade them all for a good dog.

Leslie: I'd love to have a dog.

Jess: Now let's go before she changes her mind.

Leslie: Race you to the end of the road. On your mark, get set, go!

[Panting]

[Both laugh]

Leslie: Come on, Jess! Come on!

[Both panting, laughing]

Jess: What about sharks? You ever see any sharks while you're scuba-ing or whatever?

Leslie: I've never gone scuba diving in my whole life.

Jess: You lied in your essay?

Leslie: No. I made it up. It's different from lying. Those drawings you make, you ever seen those things yourself?

Jess: No, but...

Leslie: Hey! Look at that! Cool!

Jess: That's been there forever. I wouldn't trust it.

Leslie: Come on. Just try it. OK.