新版典范英语7全文(1-18).docx

新版典范英语7（旧版6）

1 第一篇

Walrus Joins In
1　　What will Walrus do?
　　Everyone at the North Pole was very excited. There was going to be a show and ANYONE could be in it.
　　‘I will do skating,’ said Arctic Fox. ‘I’m good at that!’
　　‘I’ll do tumbling,’ said Polar Bear. ‘No one tumbles quite like me!’
　　‘I’ll do singing,’ said Seal. ‘Everyone says I have a very fine voice!’
　　‘Then I’ll do diving,’ said Whale. ‘I won a prize for diving at school, you know!’
　　They all looked at Walrus. ‘What will YOU do?’ they asked.
　　But Walrus was not good at anything.
　　He wasn’t good at skating, and he wasn’t good at tumbling.
　　He was terrible at singing, and when he tried to dive, he always got water up his nose.
　　He sat and chewed his whiskers sadly.
　　‘Never mind,’ said Arctic Fox. ‘You can watch us.’
　　Arctic Fox and Polar Bear and Seal and Whale practised hard for the big show.
　　Walrus hid behind a snowdrift and watched, and chewed his whiskers.
He wished he was good at something.
2　　The big night
　　At last, the big night arrived. Everyone sat down and waited for the show to begin. Walrus sat in the front row. He was very excited.
　　Fox came onto the ice and bowed. Everyone cheered.
　　Then Fox began to skate. Fox skated forwards and backwards and sideways. She skated in perfect circles and figures of eight. She was elegant and amazing!
　　Walrus watched and he loved what he saw. Fox made it all look so easy.
　　Walrus was sure that if he really tried he could skate just like Fox.
　　He couldn’t stop himself. He just had to leap onto the ice and join in with Fox. “I can skate,” he cried. “Look at me!”
　　But Walrus couldn’t skate at all. He could only trip up and fall over.
　　He bumped into Fox, and Fox went flat on her face. FLOMP!
　　Fox was very upset. “Walrus has RUINED my act,” she wailed.
　　Next, it was Polar Bear’s turn. He rolled out across the ice like a big, white snowball. Everyone clapped wildly.
　　Then Polar Bear began to tumble. He did jumps and spins and somersaults, and stood on his head.
　　Walrus watched and he loved what he saw. Polar Bear made it all look such fun. Walrus was sure that this time, if he really tried, he could tumble just like Polar Bear.
　　All of a sudden, Walrus just couldn’t stop himself, and he leaped onto the ice.
　　“I can tumble too,” he cried. “Look at me!”
　　But Walrus couldn’t tumble at all. He could only trip up and fall over. He tripped up Polar Bear, who came down with a WALLOP!
　　Of course, Polar Bear was pretty angry. “Walrus has RUINED my act,” he wailed.
3　　From bad to worse
　　It was Seal’s turn next. She gave Walrus a don’t-you-dare stare, and then she started to sing:
　　“O, how many heart rejoices when I see the Northern Lights.
　　My ear is filled with voices sweetly singing in the night!”
　　Walrus listened. What a beautiful song! Surely if he really tried, he could sing as beautifully as Seal? Oh, dear. Walrus just couldn’t stop himself again.
　　“I know that song,” he cried. “I can sing it too!”
　　He leaped up and started singing along with Seal.
　　But Walrus couldn’t sing! He sounded terrible. In fact, he sounded like a rusty old bucket.
　　Seal stopped singing and burst into floods of tears.
　　“Walrus has RUINED my song,” she wailed.
　　Wale was last. He was pretty certain that Walrus could not ruin his act.
　　Whale leaped high out of the water. Then he fell back with an enormous splash!
　　Walrus watched. He wished that he could dive like that. His flippers began to twitch, and his whiskers bristled with excitement. He tried and tried his very best not to join in.
　　But then he had a brilliant idea.
　　“I’ll hold my nose when I dive,” he thought. “Then the water won’t go up it!”
　　Walrus just couldn’t stop himself. He had to join in.
　　“Everybody, look at me!” he cried, as he leaped into the water. “I can dive too!”
　　But just at that moment, Whale was getting ready to spout a big jet of water.
　　WHOOSH!
　　Whale spouted Walrus high into the air!
　　Everyone was watching Walrus now. They clapped and cheered as Walrus landed back in the sea with a SPLOSH!
　　Whale was furious. “You are a meddling, incompetent BUFFOON!” he roared. “You have RUINED my act. Now GET OUT OF MY SIGHT!”
　　Whale was pretty scary when he was angry. Walrus turned tail and fled. He hid behind a snowdrift, feeling sad and very sorry.
4　　The show will go on!
　　The show was over. Fox and Polar Bear and Seal and Whale stood in a line, blushing and wishing that Walrus had not ruined everything.
　　But everyone was cheering like mad.
　　“Well done, Polar Bear, well done, Seal! Well done, Fox and Whale!” they shouted. “But where’s the clown? Why isn’t he here? Where’s Walrus?”
　　Behind is snowdrift, Walrus heard the cheers. Were they really cheering for him, too?
　　Yes! They were!
　　He shuffled up to Fox and Polar Bear and Seal And Whale.
　　“I’m very sorry,” he said.
　　“So you should be,” said Fox.
　　“At least everyone thought you were part of the show,” said Polar Bear.
　　“I suppose,” said Seal, “if Walrus was really part of our next show, it couldn’t be any worse.”
　　Walrus was overjoyed. “Me?” he cried. “Truly? Can I be part of the show? Can I join in next time?”
　　“Yes,” said Whale. “It will be
　　a lot safer that way. You can be the clown. As long as you do it properly.”
　　Walrus practiced hard and became a very good clown indeed. Now he is so good that Fox, Polar Bear, Seal and Whale are glad he is taking part.
Sometimes, when Walrus is clowning around, they really just can’t stop themselves. They have to join in too!

2 第二篇
Noisy Neighbours
1　　Mr Flinch
　　In a grim, grey house in a grim, grey town lived an unhappy man.
　　It was not his grey house that made Mr Flinch unhappy. It was not that he was poor, because he was not. Mr Flinch was a miser. He never gave away a penny. ( He never gave away a smile either. ) He was a mean and miserable man.
　　Mr Flinch was miserable because of his neighbours.
　　On one side of Mr Flinch’s grim, grey house stood a jolly red one. It belonged to Carl Clutch who mended cars.
　　Carl loved cars – and motorbikes and vans and lorries. Every morning, Mr Flinch woke up to hear hammers banging, spanners clanging and engines revving. The whole street shook with the noise.
　　On the other side, in a bright blue house, lived a music teacher called Poppy Plink. Each morning, Poppy sat down and played grand tunes on her grand piano. After breakfast, her students started to arrive.
　　Violins screeched, drums thundered and bassoons bellowed. Mr Flinch shut his window, but the noise still came through the wall. Brum – brum, tootle – toot, bang! His whole house shook and shivered.
　　He put his fingers in his ears.
　　He rapped on the wall … but his neighbours did not hear.
　　They were far too happy. They were mending cars and making music, and they loved their work.
　　Brum – brum, tootle – toot, bang!
　　Mr Flinch rap rapped until he made holes in his wallpaper. It did no good.
　　Mr Flinch locked himself in a cupboard. He wound old towels round his head.
　　He wrote angry letters, but tore them all up. ‘ Stamps cost far too much money!’ he said.
　　Even in bed he wore a hat to keep out the noise.
　　But the cars still revved and the music still jangled.
　　Mr Flinch was the grey filling in a noise sandwich.
　　‘This can’t go on,’ Flinch thought to himself. He even shouted it out loud:
2　　Nasty Tricks
　　Mr Flinch went next door to Carl’s house. Carl was mending cars. It was easy to sneak into his kitchen and put a dead rat in the fridge.
　　‘That will get rid of him!’ said Flinch, and smiled a nasty smile. ‘Nobody wants to live in a house with rats!’
　　At midnight, Mr Flinch climbed on to his roof and – carefully, carefully – crawled across the tiles. He put his head down Poppy’s chimney and gave a long, loud, ‘Hooowooowoooo!’
　　‘That will get ride of her,’ he said with a grim grin. ‘Nobody wants to live in a house with ghosts!’
　　Then he climbed back into bed.
　　Next morning, Mr Flinch woke to a HUGE noise. Cars and lorries were stopping outside. He looked out of his window.
　　Carl was sitting outside in the rood, with a table, a kettle, a loaf of bread and a bottle of tomato sauce.
　　Carl called to Mr Flinch, ‘Can’t use my kitchen today! Rays, urgh! My mum is cleaning up. She told me to eat my breakfast outside. That’s how I got this great idea! Take – away breakfast! Drivers can stop here and buy breakfast.’
　　Just then, Poppy Plink came running out of her blue front door. ‘Oh, Mr Flinch! Oh, Carl! Guess what happened last night!’
　　‘I give up,’ said Mr Flinch, with a sumg smirk. ‘Do tell.’
　　Poppy beamed with joy. ‘Last night, angles sang down my chimney! They did, I promise!’ She frowned. ‘But the music wasn’t very good! I think they want some new songs to sing! I’m sure they want me to write them, and I shall! Oh I shall!’
　　She did.
　　Poppy still had to teach music all day.
　　But at night she wrote angle music. She made it nice and loud, with lots of cymbals and trumpets.
　　It was all too much for Mr Flinch.
3　　Mr Flinch has a Plan
　　Mr Flinch went next door to Carl’s house.
　　He showed Carl a fistful of money. ‘The day you move house, all this is yours!’ he said.
　　‘Anything you say, chief,’ said Carl, wiping his dirty hands on a rag.
　　‘As long as I can mend cars, I’ll be happy anywhere.’ Carl went on, ‘I’ll move out as soon as I can sell the house!’
　　Next, Mr Flinch went to Poppy’s house and offered her a hatful of money. ‘The day you move house, all this is yours!’ he said.
　　‘Of course! If that is what you want, dear heart! Cried Poppy.
　　She had never seen so much money in her life. ‘As long as I have my music, I can be happy anywhere! I will move out just as soon as I can sell my little house!’
　　Mr Flinch went home a happy man – well, as happy as a man like Mr Flinch can ever be.
　　He felt in his empty pockets and gulped. ‘All that money gone! Ah, but soon those noisy neighbours will be gone, too!’
　　In a few days, Mr Flinch’s neighbours had sold up their houses.
　　Now, at last, he would have peace and quiet – nothing but the noise of mice scratching in the empty cellar.
4 Moving Day
　　Mr Flinch watched as Poppy Plink moved out. Bo-jangle went the piano as she pushed and bumped it down the steps.
　　‘Going already are you, you pest?’ he mutted. ‘I pity the person who has to live next door to you!’
　　Seeing him, Poppy waved up at the window.
　　‘Such luck, Mr Flinch!’ she called. ‘Fancy! A few days ago, I met someone who wants to move house too! We agreed to swap houses!’
　　Just then, Carl came out of his front door carrying two heavy tool boxes. He saw Poppy struggling with a harp and went to help her. ‘All set, Poppy? he said.
　　‘All set, Carl! Isn’t this fun!’ She replied.
　　Then Carl moved into Poppy’s bright house and Poppy moved into Carl’s jolly red one.
　　They helped each other to carry the big things, like tables and sofas.
　　Then Carl had a house-warming party. He and Poppy sang, because they were so happy: ‘There’s no place like home!’
　　Mr Flinch heard it right through the wall of his house … even inside his cupboard, even with a towel round his head.

3 第三篇
Princess Pip’s Holiday
1 Ready to go
　　Everyone in Princess Pip’s castle was 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 afraid there won’t be room for 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 to all 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 home
　　There was a girl waiting by the castle door.
　　“This is Daisy,”said the Queen. “She is going to look after you,Pip.”
　　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 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 Pip, the next day. She had been walking round the castle walls all morning and she 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?” suggested the Queen.
　　Princess Pip stomped off.
　　“That does it,” she said to Daisy. “I WANT TO GO 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 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 ground looked 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.