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如果你家里有闲置的录放机，工作正常，同时你也愿意给它一个更有意义的旅程，请联系我。有一些渴望用知识改变命运的孩子，需要你我的帮助。

这是上海南汇希望小学的一些照片。上星期党校活动时，我们组员到那里活动。我们在自己学校里组织了一次小型的书籍捐赠活动，收集了一些适合他们读的书籍。 去的时候是中午休息时间，他们跳跳皮筋，丢丢沙包，玩玩石子，看上去他们在这个小小的校园里玩得很开心。

校长和我们说了许多，我就不一一赘述了。就直奔主题吧，校长说这个学校虽然硬件还不错（座椅什么的），但是软件不行。学校里的老师是稀缺资源，常常是来没有多久就走的。全校只有一个女老师教英语，从星期一到星期五上8个年级的英语课，就靠一个嗓子喊。我们去的那天，英语老师因为牙龈肿了，请假回去休息了。

校长还说这个学校里连一台可以播放教学磁带的录放机都没有。 大家还记得自己开始读英语的时候吧，老师除了自己教授课程，还会用录放机放磁带给我们听让我们跟读还有练习听力（当然更好的学校会用电脑或者其他媒体播放设备）。

校长还有句很让我触动的话：“我为他们感到骄傲的同时也感到悲伤。 骄傲是因为他们这么小就随他们的父母来到上海这个大城市生存，悲伤是因为在这样的学校里他们真正可以学到些什么呢？”

校长的话让我觉得我可以帮着做点什么，所以我现在试着发这个贴。希望有缘遇到可以帮助他们的人。

如果你家里有闲置的录放机，工作正常，同时你也愿意给它一个更有意义的旅程，请联系我。可以留下您的联系方式，也可以直接发mail给我：nikki52525@yahoo.com.cn

“我们从出生开始就被知识改变着命运，他们也应该有这样的机会。”

女人拉起裙脚，如篝火燃烧；男人仰头挺胸，如斗士凶猛。

弗拉明戈在世界人的眼里代表着一种热情豪放的舞蹈，踢踏的声音把吉普赛人桀骜不驯的身影烙入了历史。

然而，弗拉明戈不仅仅是舞蹈，它还包括歌唱者和吉他伴奏。弗拉明戈是一种完整的灵魂表达，舞者刚柔并重的肢体演绎，歌者或低沉或高亢的吟唱，六弦琴干净自由的宣泄，再加上观众满溢的激情与附和，组成了一场真正的弗拉明戈表演。这种热烈的情绪一部分出自于他们对生活的热爱，还有一部分源于吉普赛人对于束缚的抗争。

而这只是弗拉明戈激烈的一面，它还有很温柔哀伤的侧脸。这种略带冷峻的柔情，使得弗拉明戈像是一幅艺术品，外在的流畅更突显其内在的矛盾——一种难以言语的坚毅。

是的，这就是弗拉明戈灵魂里的坚毅。

仔细观察弗拉明戈所有的表演者，从舞者到歌者，从吉他手到投入的观众，他们的眼睛里所散发出的东西是一样的——永不妥协。

不妥协于他人？还是不妥协于生命？ 我很是好奇。

他们的眼神，就如一面旗帜，宣布要征服每一个与他们世界相遇的人。
 

At the beginning of my 8:00 a.m. class one Monday at UNLV, I cheerfully asked my students how their weekend had  been. One young man said that his weekend had not been very good. He'd had his wisdom teeth extracted. The young man then proceeded to ask me whay I always seemed to be so cheerful.

His question reminded me of something I'd read somewhere before:"Every morning when you get up, you have a choice about how you want to approach life that day," I said to the young man."I choose to be cheerful."

"Let me give you an example," I continued. The other sixty students in the class ceased their chatter and began to listen to our conversation. " In addition to teaching here at UNLV, I also teach out at the community college in Henderson, about seventeen miles down the freeway from where I live. One day, a few weeks ago, I drove those seventeen miles to Henderson. I exited the freeway and turned onto College Drive. I only had to drive another qarter-mile down the road to the college. But just then my car died. I tried to start it again, but the engine wouldn't turn over. So I put my flashers on, grabbed my books, and marched down the road to the college."

"As soon as I got there I called AAA and asked them to send a tow truck. The secretary in the provost's office asked me what had happened. 'This is my luck day,' I replied, smiling."

"Your car breaks down and today is your lucky day?" She was puzzled." What do you mean?"

"I live seventeen miles from here." I replied. "My car could have broken down anywhere along the freeway. It didn't. Instead, it broke down in the perfect place:off the freeway, within walking distance of here. I'm still able to teach my calss, and I've been able to arrange for the tow truck to meet me after class. If my car was meant to break down today, it couldn't have been arranged in a more covenient fashion."

"The secretary's eyes opend wide, and then she smiled. I smiled back and headed for class." So ended my story to the students in my economics class at UNLV.

I scanned the sixty faces in the lecture hall. Despite the early hour, no one seemed to be asleep. Somehow, my story had touched them. Or maybe it wasn't the story at all. In fact, it had all started with a student's observation that I was cheerful. 

A wise man once said,"Who you are speaks louder to me than anything you can say." I suppose it must be so.

from CR 

How often do you say the words " I wish,"or"I can't wait,"dear CR readers? "I wish it were the weekend." "I wish the holidays would hurry up and come." "I can't wait for Spring Festival." Such words may seem innocuous enough; after all,during a moment of crisis or worry, it is quite normal to yearn for a period of calm. But, think about what these words actually mean:"I wish it were any day other than today." If you say or think such things often enough, what can life really be worth?

This month's CR feature looks at time and our perceptions of this most precious of commodities.

In the piece, " Aspirin for a Severed Head," Suzanne Finnamore examines the effects of time on a traumatic event, namely, her divorce. From the initial desperation of feeling that the roof of her world had come cashing down, she began to get through familiar landmark periods and the pain gradually eased: The first Christmas alone;The first wedding anniversary,etc. Time, or what we do with it, will take us from one place to the next, however much we may try  to fight for it. But why fight time? As Ms. Finnamore describes, time work  upon her likes aspirin, gradually easing her pain and pulling her life forward to a point where she can no longer live in the past.

This is especially poignant for me, dear readers, as this will be my final prologue. Time continues on its ever-persistent course, and I must allow its sometimes gentle, sometimes harsh wind to carry me  to where they may. Despite my inevitable sadness at the fact of my leaving, I am glad indeed that your time and mine intersected for a period, enabling me to share my thoughts with you, for what they are worth. I am comforted too in the knowledge that time can take nothing from us, nothing is ever really lost; every time you pick up a past issue , we will be , once again, in each other's company. The solid proof of what time has given us is the embodiment of what it cannot take away. 

From "Crazy English Reader". 

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20个常询问毕业生的问题~~有谁看到"找工作"心里不会难受呢?

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Pasta Villa

外国人观念的开放也体现在他们的广告上。他们总乐意使用很暧昧的手法来表现一些饮食类商品，常常广告拍得呛到人。

偶然在网上看到这个意大利面条配料的平面广告，觉得幽默得恰到好处。构思很好，色彩也很明快，让我觉得它好可爱啊。

Pasta Villa，网页上都翻译成食色性也。google说是翻译生通心粉别墅，确实有点偷情味道哦。哈哈哈哈。

想起去年年末看的料理鼠王——人人皆可烹饪。美食永远是一种个人创造，是生活更是一种艺术。

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 爆有意思~~天真啊