课文on becoming a better student翻译
3 好学生是很多因素融合在一起造就出来的。找一个你认为与众不同的学生，你会在他身上发现下述的许多（如果不是全部的话）品质。那些可以在看似极短的时间内收获颇丰的人的身上常常会体现出这些品质。
4 好奇心这类人具有极大的好奇心。他们对整个世界充满兴趣，并能够观察到别人所不能观察到的一切。对于这一点，诺贝尔奖夺主，物理学家阿尔伯特*贞特格华尔西作出了很好的诠释“发现包含着和别人观察同样的事物，却有不同的见解”。而伴随着这种好奇心的是“调研精神”；学习本身，与其说是获得信息，还不如说是一种调研——是通过对研究对象的质询和反复思索来了解事物的方方面面。当然，这并不意味着思维的僵化，而是特指一种不同时期从不同角度看待事物的能力。正如贞特格华尔西所指出的那样，要基于此种观察而形成新的理解。
5 自制力体育锻炼——尤其是那些极为微妙、复杂的活动，例如瑜伽和太极——也许可以成为终生的嗜好，但都要求坚持不懈、持之以恒，以及自我约束。如果不具备这些品质，我们的学习就如同泡沫，失去了其物质的基础。然而学习路上无捷径，这些看似单纯的品质（即我们倾向于在别人身上欣赏到的那些）能让我们享受原忙完成任务后的满足感或是成功迎接困难挑战后的激动。如此看来，也许我们的文化需要我们重新定义一下学习意味着什么。如果我们能把自己选择的锻炼形式或行业看作是一个不断发展的过程而不是间断的成就的话，那么学习的潜力将是无穷的。有了这种态度我们就会
发现自己能用开阔的思维和愉悦的心情去对待那些即使是最平淡无奇的发现。
6 冒险那么为什么只有极少数人才可以发挥出自己真正的潜力呢？除了平坦的大道和稳定的结构我们通常为自己编织邪恶的谎言，建立不确定的关系，以及制造无法言喻的快乐。作学生就是在冒险。尽管大多数教育都旨在打消人们大胆冒险犯错误的念头。“孩子们在进入学校时还带着问号，在走出学校时，是带着句号的”，教育家内尔*鲍斯特曼如此评述。那么你自己有代表着什么符号呢？你发现自己正在寻求许多能给予你安全感的答案吗？在通过学习去找寻一个正确的答案过程中，我们也许放弃了自己寻求其他答案和方法的能力。我们学习如何不让自己陷入可能失败的境地，因为在社会上，失败被认为是极大的耻辱。诚然，当我们尝试不同的方法去处理以前从未经历过的事情时，我们会犯错误。而一个富有创造力的人会把这样的失败当作是前进的阶梯。
7 主动性我们能逐步明白我们不需对自己的人生负责，而老师只是我们人生旅途上的向导吗？因为最令人满足的莫过于在历经磨难和长期辛劳之后发现这一过程的真谛。它可以像丢弃一个精美的陶壶一样简单，也可以像阐明一项新的物理学理论一样复杂，而我们体会到的满足感的程度直接与我们独立达成目标完成工作量的大小成正比。成功的学生不期望接受填鸭式教育，而希望拥有主动权。从老师那儿寻求答案，通常是我用来逃避主动地自我练习发现答案的一种方法。
8 热情学习就是放开自己。加利福尼亚贝克里教育学疗法学院的负责人吉姆*斯匹拉要求他的学生准备用这样的方法学习：“放下你以前的知识，试图以你对于环境的理解去掌握新的框架结构”。学生抱怨道：“但我知道什么才是重要的”。如果你所知道的是重要的，那么当你完成这门课程的学习时它也应该是重要的。如果你继续固执已见，那么你就只会看到那些根据已有的知识或框架表达的东西，而永远不会真正以新的方式对其加以扩展。
9 最后，既然我们每个人都在自己独一无二的人生旅途中跋涉前进，那么让我们都以初学者的态度度过每一天。当然，作为优秀者也会有他容易出现的错误倾向——例如骄傲自满、急功近利或强迫压制。进一步来讲，就意味着要保持镇定冷静，对于进步更为耐心，或者多投入一些时间到生活的其他领域，即使是那些仍处于萌芽状态或不太成熟的领域。正如 F.M.亚历山大诀窍中对那些处于紧张压力和疲劳过度中的学生所说：“要放气过分努力，但永远不要放弃努力！”
Unit 9 How to Grow Old 课文翻译
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Unit 3 A Hanging 课文翻译教学教材
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Unit 3 A Hanging A HANGING George Orwell 1. It was in Burma, a sodden morning of the rains. We were waiting outside the condemned cells, a row of sheds fronted with double bars, like small animal cages. Each cell measured about ten feet by ten and was quite bare within except for a plank bed and a pot for drinking water. In some of them brown silent men were squatting at the inner bars, with their blankets draped round them. These were the condemned men, due to be hanged within the next week or two. Detailed Reading 2. One prisoner had been brought out of his cell. He was a Hindu, a puny wisp of a man, with a shaven head and vague liquid eyes. Six tall Indian warders were guarding him and getting him ready for the gallows. Two of them stood by with rifles and fixed bayonets, while the others handcuffed him, passed a chain through his handcuffs and fixed it to their belts, and lashed his arms tightly to his sides. They crowded very close about him, with their hands always on him in a careful, caressing grip, as though all the while feeling him to make sure he was there. But he stood quite unresisting, yielding his arms limply to the ropes, as though he hardly noticed what was happening. 3. Eight o'clock struck and a bugle call floated from the distant barracks. The superintendent of the jail, who was standing apart from the rest of us, moodily prodding the gravel with his stick, raised his head at the sound. "For God's sake hurry up, Francis," he said irritably. "The man ought to have been dead by this time. Aren't you ready yet?" 4. Francis, the head jailer, a fat Dravidian in a white drill suit and gold spectacles, waved his black hand. "Yes sir, yes sir," he bubbled. "All is satisfactorily prepared. The hangman is waiting. We shall proceed." 5. "Well, quick march, then. The prisoners can't get their breakfast till this job's over." 6. We set out for the gallows. Two warders marched on either side of the prisoner, with their rifles at the slope; two others marched close against him, gripping him by arm and shoulder, as though at once pushing and supporting him. The rest of us, magistrates and the like, followed behind.
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Peggy：Well, you’re going to have roast beef and potatoes again tonight! New Word and expressions 生词与短语 bath n. 洗澡 nearly adv. 几乎，将近 ready adj. 准备好的，完好的 dinner n. 正餐，晚餐 roast adj. 烤的 本文参考译文 萨姆：你好，卡罗尔!汤姆在哪儿? 卡罗尔：他在楼上。他正在洗澡。 卡罗尔：汤姆! 汤姆：什么事? 卡罗尔：萨姆来了。 汤姆：我马上就好。 汤姆：你好，萨姆。请抽烟。
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