主题：坚持学习新概念 第三册

8月刚结束了新概念第二册的二轮背诵，9月计划开始第三册（1-60），同时巩固二册的三轮回译（96-1）。计划是每天一篇三册新课文，回译两篇二册。

早6：00-6：30听录音

6：45-7：45熟读背诵

19:00-20:00听新东方flash讲义(一课）

20:30-21:30整理笔记做练习

22:00-22:30回译二册两篇

计划11月底完成三册第一轮的学习

Sepetember plan: 12th to 28th

日期	内 容
	recite	read up /W.M
12	3-1 2-96	Nce3—2 ead up Nce2—94 W.M
13	3-2 2-94	Nce3—3 read up Nce2—93 W.M
14	3-3 2-93	Nce3—4 ead up Nce2—92、91
15	3-4 2-92	Nce3—5read up Nce2—90、89
16	3-5 2-91	Nce3—6read up Nce2—88、87
17	3-6 2-90	Nce3—7read up Nce2—86、85
18	3-7 2-89	Nce3—8 read up Nce2—84、83
19	3-8 2-88	Nce3—9read up Nce2—82、81
20	3-9 2-87	Nce3—10read up Nce2—80、79
21	3-10 2-86	Nce3—11read up Nce2—77、78
22	3-11 2-85	Nce3—12read up Nce2—75、76
23	3-12 2-84	Nce3—13read up Nce2—73、74
24	3-13 2-83	Nce3—14read up Nce2—71、72
25	3-14 2-82	Nce3—15read up Nce2—69、70
26	3-15 2-81	Nce3—16read up Nce2—67、68
27	3-16 2-80	Nce3—17read up Nce2—65、66
28	3-17 2-79	Nce3—18read up Nce2—63、64

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lesson 2 thirteen equals one

听写lesson 2

Our vicar is always raising money for one cause or another.but he *has never managed to get enough money to have the church clock repaired.The rain*(big) clock which used to strike the hours day and night with*(was) damaged many years ago,and has been silent ever since. one night, however,our vicar woke up with a start ,look out *(the oclock was striking the hours),looking at his watch he saw it was one o'clock,but the bell struck thirteen times before it stopped.aimed with the*a torch,the vicar went up into the clock tower to see what was going on.in the torchlight,he caught sight of a figure whom he immediatelly *immediately regonized as Bill Wilkins,our local grocer,'Whatever are you doing up here,Bill?'asked the vicar in surprised,*'i'm trying to repair the bell.'answered Bill.'i've been coming up here night after night for weeks now ,you see ,i was hoping to give you a surprise.' 'you certainly did give me a surprise,' said the vicar,'you've probably woken up everyone in the village as well.still,i'm glad the bell is woking again.' 'That's the trouble,vicar,'answered Bill' it's woking all right ,but i'm afraid that at one o'clock it will strike thirteen times and there's nothing i can do that*about it.' 'we'll get used to that,Bill'said the vicar.'thirteen is not as good as one,but it's better than nothing.now let's go downstairs and have a cup of tea.'

听写lesson 1 where must puma have come from?

pumas are large,cat like animals which are found in Amercia.when reports came into Londan zoo that a wild puma had been spotted forty five miles south of Londan.they were not taken seriously.however,evidence began to accumulate.experts from the zoo felt obliged to investaged .for the excriptions given by people who claimed to have seen the puma,were extraonarely similar.the hunt for the puma began in a small village where a woman picking blackberries saw a large cat only five yards away from her.it immediately ran away when she saw it.and experts confirmed thata puma will not attact a human being unless it is cornered.the search proved difficult,the puma was often observed that one place in the morning,and at another place twenty miles away in the evening.whenever it went,it left behind it a trail of dead deer and small animals like rabbits.paw prints were seen in a number of places and puma fur was found clinging to bushes.several people complained of the cat like noise at night.and a bussiness man on a fishing trip saw the puma up a tree.the experts were now fully convented that the animal was a puma.but where had it come from?as no puma has been reported missing from any zoo in the country.this one must be inavezation of a private collector.and somewhere managed to escape.the hunt went on for several weeks,but the puma was not caught.it is disturbing to think that a dangerous wild animal is still at large in the quiet countryside.

拼写错误：

investigate

description

extraordinarily

attack

wherever 注意不要听成whenever

漏听：a at for

sth have been in the possession of sb 归某人所有

sb in possession of sth 主动拥有某物

未听出：paw prints

听写 lesson 3some time ago,and an enteresting discovery was made by archeaologists on the Aegean island of kea.and an American team explored a temple which stands in an ancient city on the promontary of air *.the city ,at one time,must have been be prosperous, for it enjoyed a high level of civilization.houses-- often three storeys high--were built of stone.they had large rooms was (with) beautifully decerated (decorated)walls.the city was even freque sisten (equipped with )(a drainage system ),for a great many clay pipes were found beneath the narrow streets.the temple which the acheaologists explored was used as a places of worship from fifteenth century b.c.until roman times.in the most secrad(sacred) room of the temple clam*( clay fragments )of the fifteen statues were found.each of these represented a goddess and had at one time been painted.the body of one statue was found among remains dating from the fifteenth century b.c.its missing head have be (happened to be)among remains of the fifth century b.c.this head must have been found in classical times and carefully preserved.it was very old and precious even then.when the acheaologists reconstructed the fragments.they were amazed to find that the goddess turned out to be a very morden-looking woman.she stood three feet high and her hands rested on her hips.she was wearing a full-length skirt which swept the ground.disfind (despite)her great ago,she was very graceful indeed.but so far,the acheaologists have been unable to discover her identity.

archaeologist

despite =in spite of that

clay fragments 泥碎片

sacred music

happen to ->occasionally happen

happen on 偶遇 e.g: I happened on her in People Park yesterday.

equipped with =>aimed with

decorated 被装饰

prosperous 繁荣的，昌盛的 thriving 旺盛的 booming 蓬勃的，景气的

reconstruct /put together/piece together/restore

turn out (to be):prove e.g:Our party turned out to be a success

It turned out that...原来....

e.g: It turned out that he had been working in the bank for these years.

as it turned out, 后来人们发现,

e.g:As it turned out,the puma was in the possession of Blogge who was a private collector.

rest on=depend on=lean on 放在...上

e.g:His hand rested on my shouder.

so far、up to now 完成时的标志

discover her identity=find out her identity 查清

date from 在作定语时，一定要用ing形式：the mummy dating from 800 b.c.

be use as +n./ving.=be used to be +n./ving 被用作于（为）...

represent 代表v.

at one time 一度，曾经->once of all time 空前的

enjoy a ....civilization 享有

表原因 for和because 的区别用法：

for 用于引导原因状从，对主句的附加说明，更多的信息给读者

because 用于引导原因状从，但强调原因

stand 位置v.身高v.

e.g:the island stands at the entrance of New York harbour.

e.g:the boy stood 8 feet high.

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lesson4 the double life of Alf Blogges

why did Alf want a white-collar job? These days,people who do manual work often recieve far more money than people who work in offices.people who work in offices are frequently referred to as' white-collar workers' for the simple reason that they usually wear a collar and tie to go to work.Such is human nature that a great many people are often willing to sacrifice higher pay for the privilage(privilege) of becoming white-collar workers.this can give rise to curious situations.as it did in the case of Alf Blogges who worked as a dustman for the elliceme Corporation. when he got married,Alf was too embarrassed to say anything to his wife about his job.he simply told her that he worked for the corporation.every morning,he left home dressed in a smart black suit.he then changed into overalls and spent the next eight hours as a dustman.before returning home at night,he took a shower and changed back into his suit.Alf did this for over two years and his fellow dustman kept his secret.Alf's wife has never discovered that she married a dustman and she never will.for Alf has just found another job.he will soon be working in an office.he will be earning only half as much as he used to.but he feels that his rise in status is well worth the loss of money.from now on,he will wear a suit all day and others will call him 'Mr.Blogges' not 'Alf'.

今天早上背过的，听写应该记忆的部分多一些

为什么大家不太留言呢，是不是这样的学习方式很乏味

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Lesson 5 the facts

editors of newspapers and magazines often go to extremes to provide their readers with unimportant facts and stastistics.last year a journarlist had been instructed by a well-known magazine to read article on the presdent's palace in a new african republic.when the article arrived, the editor read the first sentences and then refused to publish it.the article began: on rest sdups ‘Hundreds of steps lead to the high wall which surrounds the presdent's palace.the editor at once sent the journalist a telegram extracting instructing him to find out the exact number of steps and the height of the wall.the journalist immediately set out to obtain these important faps facts.but it took a long time to send them.meanwhile,the editor was getting impatient. For the magazine was would soon go to press.he sent the journalist to eagen telagram two more telegram.but recieved no reply.he sent yet another telegram informing the journalist That if he did not reply soon he would be fired.when the journalist again failed to reply.the editor reluctantly published the article as he it had originally been written.a week later,the editor at last recieved the telegram from the journalist.not only had the pool man been arrested,but he had been sent to present prison as well.however,he had at last been allowed to send a cablefax in which he informed the editor that he had been arrested werewhile counting the 1084 steps leading to the fifteen-foot put wall which surrounded the president's palace.

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大家到了发个言啊，没有一起学三册的吗，十一我要出去了，大家有空帮助来发个贴吧，不然等我回来，这贴都不知被落到哪去了！谢谢了！

Now the VOA Special English program American Stories. Our story today is called "Lost and Found in Los Angeles". It was written by Doreen Baingana. Here is Gwen Outen with the story. I arrived in America one sunny morning. But I did not feel I was here yet. Flying on an airplane from Lagos, Nigeria to New York City, to Los Angeles, California did not carry my mind with me right away. I had to catch up with my body. The United States is where I had wanted to live for a long time. Now here I was. Driving through the desert of Los Angeles. The land was cut through with long wide roads that were too smooth and flat to seem seam wheel. The roads had no holes or other blocks that I was used to at home. Outside my car window, the high, hard, grave rocks did not welcome me. Would this really be home? During my first month, I liked to drive through well-known costly areas of Los Angeles such as Sunset Boulevard, Wilshire Boulevard and Rodeo Drive. The buildings there were tall, shiny and in strange shapes. The stores were filled with clothes and other costly things I could not imagine buying or wearing. On my way home, I drove through poor areas of Los Angeles. People sat in the street asking for money. The buildings were dirty and their windows had no glass. The area filled me with fear. Which side of America would I end up in, the rich or the poor? I came to this country with nothing. But I believed I had a chance here. In America, anyone could become rich, right? I was very lonely. I had left all my family behind in Nigeria. When I got tired of staying inside the house, I took walks up some hills near my house. I wanna to feel the sun, touch the warm earth and see the blue sky that was the same as the one at home. There were no huge trees with thick spreading branches and heavy green leaves to protect me from the sun. The soil was not dark brown and rich. It was light brown and dry like sand. There were small stones everywhere and small brown bushes covered the hillsides. Again, I had to face the fact that this was not home which was all I had known. Only the strong steady shine of the sun was the same. That at least made me happy. The sun was my first friend. Music I decided to join a walking group that I read about in a local newspaper. I had been brave enough to leave my home thousands of miles away. Surely I could meet new people and force myself to talk to them. One late Saturday, we gathered at the bottom of the Outdina Hills, east of Los Angeles. It was slowly growing dark. Everyone was wearing blue jeans and T-shirts except me. It was as if someone had told them what to wear. Instead I wore a dress and walked alone behind family groups. The children spoke in high American voices. I kept waiting for them to speak normally, that is, without an American accent. To me, normal meant Nigerian. Would my voice become American like theirs? The leader of the walking group was a man who knew all about plants that grew in the Sima Desert. He talked about burroweed, chaparral and other plants. He kept on talking. Suddenly in the dark, fireflies appeared turning on and off like little lights. The small lights shone like stars floating among us. All of us were silenced, including the group leader and the children. Then the children tried to catch the moving lights, laughing and running around. The parents smiled. Suddenly I said: "We have lots of fireflies at home." My voice sounded strange even to me. I do not know what made me talk. The others turned and asked, "Where is home?" I answered, "Nigeria." They were surprised and asked even more questions. One boy shouted, "Africa. Do you have lions in your homes?" Another child asked, "Do you eat zebra meat? And please take me back with you." Everyone laughed and I did too. They asked more questions as we returned back down the hill. They were very friendly. What a difference it makes to talk to people? This warmed my heart and I drove home smiling. Music I got a job as an administrative assistant at an oil company. I was paid twelve dollars an hour. It was more money than I'd ever been paid in my life. I had a college degree. In Nigeria, I had worked for the government but I had trouble paying all my expenses. So now in Los Angeles, I felt rich even if I was poor compared to other Americans. What could I do but spend the money? I was too excited to save it. I bought a car which I could pay for for over six years. That would be easy. I bought a wide new bed with shiny gold designs on it. It was a large queen-size bed just for me. I bought clothes too, of course. Clothes for the office and clothes for church. Clothes for night parties and afternoon parties even though I had not been invited to any parties yet. Now I needed shoes to match all those dresses, blouses and pants. At home I had one black pair of shoes for work and another for church and parties. Now I could buy high heels, boots, open toed shoes, leather and suede shoes, shoes in blue, red, green and white. I, too, would wear new shoes only. I bought a television, radio, computer, a music system and new things for my kitchen. For once all these things were mine and they were all new. I would not have to share them with ten other people. All I had to do was give the salesperson my credit card and she let me take what ever I wanted. It was as if no real money was involved. She also said I did not have to pay right away. Imagine that! My smaller apartment became full, boxes of all sizes now sat in my living room. They did not move or talk to me. Shopping and unpacking and reorganizing my apartment took up all my time. But what else did I have to do? Things instead of people filled my life. Music Most of the people I worked with were much younger than I was. They had just finished college. They all hoped to get other jobs doing what they really wanna to do. Michael wrote screenplays for movies, but he had not sold any of his screenplays yet. John, Lily and Tuwana took acting classes. They said someday they would act in movies or at least in television. And what about me, they asked. Why did I come to Los Angeles? I said I was looking for a better life, to make more money and be independent. "And of course you have found it." Lily said. "That's great!" Michael added, "You are very lucky to be in the United States. Everybody wants to come here." Later that evening, I was having dinner alone with my boxes. I asked myself, "Had I found a better life?" I realized that I had never eaten a meal by myself before I came to America. My co-workers got used to me, and I got used to them. They often invited me to eat and drink with them after work. Lily, Michael and Peter talked about their big plans for the future most of the time. They kept asking me, "What do you really want?" "You mean if I had a choice." I asked. They laughed. "Of course you have a choice." Lily said. "It's your life." They all said together. To tell the truth, I had not really thought about my life that way. I'd always done what was necessary, not what I wanted. Now I had nothing to stop me. What did I really want? I could go back to school and study nursing, teaching, business management, or art. I could read my secret poems in coffee shops all over the city. I could get along to open a business for African hairstyling. I could start dreaming of a future that I could design. Imagine that...... Music You have just heard the American Story "Lost and Found in Los Angeles". Your storyteller was Gwen Outen. This story was written and adapted for Special English by Doreen Baingana. Listen again next week at this time for another American Story in Special English on the Voice of America.

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