急求新视野大学英语（第二版）3的课文原文

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Answer 1

　　Unit3
　　II. Listening Skills Understanding Times and Dates
　　1. W: Oh, look at the clock. It‘s 5:15. I‘ll be late for Jennifer‘s birthday party! I was supposed to leave at 5 o‘clock. M: Don‘t worry! You still have some time. The clock is twenty minutes fast. Q: What time is it now? 2. W: It‘s 7:50, lazybones, and you‘re going to be late for the meeting. M: God! I was sleeping like a dog. Well, I still have ten minutes. Q: When is the man‘s meeting? 3. M: Thank you, Laura. We‘d like to go to the barbecue with you. What time should we be there W: Some people are coming around 11:00, and we‘re going to play badminton, but we won‘t eat until around 12:30. Q: At what time are they going to eat? 4. M: I knew Dr. Smith‘s birthday was October 26th, but I didn‘t realize it was this Saturday. W: Let‘s give him a surprise party. We could ask him to meet us at his office at 5, and then we could take him to dinner at the restaurant around 5:30. Q: What time does the woman suggest meeting Dr. Smith? 5. M: I just read that Einstein was born on March 14, 1879, when very little was understood about time and energy. W: Absolutely. But when he died on April 18, 1955, people knew a lot more, and nuclear power stations had been built. Q: When was Einstein born? 1.D 2.B 3.C 4.A 5.B III. Listening In Task 1: A Picture I have a picture that sits on my desk in my bedroom. When I have trouble studying, or I‘m worried about an exam, I just take a look at it. It is a picture of my best friends taken years ago when we were in high school. It reminds me of the good time we‘ve shared and the support their friendship still gives me today. Even though our lives have gone in different directions, the bond we created has kept us close. Every week I get a message on my answering machine from one of them, or a letter in the mail with the latest news or vacation photos. I often get e-mail with a joke for the day, or words of comfort about some problems in my life. My friends have shown up for surprise birthday parties, and one of them even traveled two hours from the other end of town just to watch
my first English speech contest. Our friendship has carried me through a lot of difficult experiences, and has enriched the good ones. It is the kind of friendship that outlasts disagreements, changes, and separation. 1.C 2.A 3.D 4.B 5.B Task 2: Problem of Meeting People As a foreign student, I have a number of problems, both academically and socially. The biggest one is meeting people. I feel confident about my ability to cope with problems from my studies, but I‘m not comfortable making friends with other students, especially local ones. Perhaps I‘m worrying unnecessarily, but I find it difficult to talk to them and to make friends. The primary reasons is the language barrier. My English is quite standard and forma, and although that helps me with my academic work, I have trouble understanding other students when they are just talking. It seems to me that in order to meet with other students I really need informal, colloquial English. Besides, there‘s the cultural gap. That‘s why it‘s so difficult for overseas students and native English speaking students to really get to know each other. I really want to overcome this difficulty. I guess the best way to begin is to start talking about course work that we share; and then I could suggest going for a cup of tea or coffee. Over coffee we could get to know each other. Another way would be to join a club, like a tennis club or a photo club, because that immediately gives you something in common with other people there. It gives you a starting point to build on. 1. He has both academic and social problems. 2. He fells confident about his ability to cope with his studies. 3. The language barrier is the main reason why he finds it hard to make friends with local students. 4. It is difficult for overseas students and native English speaking students to really get to know each other because there is the cultural gap. 5. Te best way for the overseas students to actually overcome the difficulty of making friends with native English speaking students is to start talking about course work. Task 3: Long Distance Friendships I have quite a few long distance friendships. How do I maintains these relationships? Well, I believe friendship is very important, But I also think friendship really needs tending—like plants in the garden. It‘s important to keep up to date with my friends, something that‘s hard to do with long distances between us. But over the years I have managed to stay very tight with my friends, even though distances separate us. Jane lives in another city, and she‘s not much for writing letters, so we talk on the phone at least once a week, usually for an hour at a time. We take turns calling each other, so I stay close to her through the phone. My phone bills are high, but I consider them just another living expense, like rent. Other friends I e-mail. I have one friend who just isn‘t into writing letters. I‘ve known her for a long time. We‘ve always considered ourselves friends, but over time I‘ve always been in and out of touch with her. But she is always on-line—e-mail is her thing. Since I‘ve gotten an e-mail address, I e-mail her twice a week. Now, I‘m back in good touch with her. She‘ll often sit down and write me e-mail, but she just wouldn‘t do it with pen and paper. E-mail‘s really a great way to keep in touch with friends. 1.maintain 2.tending 3.date 4.phone 5.turns 6.bills 7.expenses 8.e-mail 10.touch

Answer 2

Unit1_passage :My brother, Jimmy, did not get enough oxygen during a difficult delivery, leaving him with brain damage, and two years later I was born.
Since then, my life revolved around my brother's.
Accompanying my growing up was always "go out and play and take your brother with you".
I couldn't go anywhere without him, so I urged the neighborhood kids to come to my house for some out-of-control kid-centered fun.
My mother taught Jimmy practical things like how to brush his teeth or put on a belt.
My father, a saint, simply held the house together with his patience and understanding.
I was in charge outside where I administered justice by tracking down the parents of the kids who picked on my brother, and telling on them.
My father and Jimmy were inseparable.
They ate breakfast together and on weekdays drove off to the navy shipping center every morning where they both worked—Jimmy unloaded color-coded boxes.
At night after dinner, they would talk and play games late into the evening.
They even whistled the same tunes.
So when my father died of a heart attack in 1991, Jimmy was a wreck, beneath his careful disguise.
He was simply in disbelief.
Usually very agreeable, he now quit speaking altogether and no amount of words could penetrate the vacant expression he wore on his face.
I hired someone to live with him and drive him to work, but no matter how much I tried to make things stay the same, even Jimmy grasped that the world he'd known was gone.
One day I asked, "You miss Dad, don't you?"
His lips quivered and then he asked, "What do you think, Margaret? He was my best friend."
Our tears began to flow.
My mother died of lung cancer six months later and I alone was left to look after Jimmy.
He didn't adjust to going to work without my father right away, so he came and lived with me in New York City for a while.
He went wherever I went and seemed to adjust pretty well.
Still, Jimmy longed to live in my parents' house and work at his old job and I pledged to help him return.
Eventually, I was able to work it out.
He has lived there for 11 years now with many different caretakers and blossomed on his own.
He has become essential to the neighborhood.
When you have any mail to be picked up or your dog needs walking, he is your man.
My mother was right, of course: It was possible to have a home with room for both his limitations and my ambitions.
In fact, caring for someone who loves as deeply and appreciates my efforts as much as Jimmy does has enriched my life more than anything else ever could have.
This hit home a few days after the September 11th disaster on Jimmy's 57th birthday.
I had a party for him in my home in New York, but none of our family could join us because travel was difficult and they were still reckoning with the sheer terror the disaster had brought.
I called on my faithful friends to help make it a merry and festive occasion, ignoring the fact that most of them were emotionally drained and exhausted.
Instead of the customary "No gifts, please", I shouted, "Gifts! Please!"
My friends—people Jimmy had come to know over the years—brought the ideal presents: country music CDs, a sweatshirt, one leather belt with "J-I-M-M-Y" on it, a knitted wool hat and a cowboy costume.
The evening led up to the gifts and then the chocolate cake from his favorite bakery, and of course the ceremony wasn't complete without the singing.
A thousand times Jimmy asked, "Is it time for the cake yet?"
After dinner and the gifts Jimmy could no longer be restrained.
He anxiously waited for the candles to be lit and then blew them out with one long breath as we all sang "Happy Birthday".
Jimmy wasn't satisfied with our effort, though.
He jumped up on the chair and stood erect pointing both index fingers into the air to conduct us and yelled, "One... more... time!"
We sang with all of the energy left in our souls and when we were finished he put both his thumbs up and shouted, "That was super!"
We had wanted to let him know that no matter how difficult things got in the world, there would always be people who cared about him.
We ended up reminding ourselves instead.
For Jimmy, the love with which we sang was a welcome bonus, but mostly he had just wanted to see everyone else happy again.
Just as my father's death had changed Jimmy's world overnight, September 11th changed our lives; the world we'd known was gone.
But, as we sang for Jimmy and held each other tight afterward praying for peace around the world, we were reminded that the constant love and support of our friends and family would get us through whatever life might present.
The simplicity with which Jimmy had reconciled everything for us should not have been surprising.
There had never been any limitations to what Jimmy's love could accomplish.