英语沙龙 初中一年级文档格式.docx

1、s still there，”I mused silentlyWhen she was satisfied that everything was in order，she unlatched the door and swung it openThere stood JohnHe was slightly taller than Mother（still not very tall）He had longish blond hair that sort of hung in his eyesHe was wearing a faded denim jacket，red jeans and a

2、 black and yellow striped teeshirtOn his feet were yellow sneakerswithout laces6）One look at him and I knew I would like himOne look at Mothers face and I knew she wasnt thinking the same thingShe didnt voice her disdain7），howeverShe stepped politely aside and said，“Come inMy name is MrsDawson”“Hell

3、o，”John said，barely audibly8），“Im John Steele”I jumped up and greeted him warmly“HiIm Kate”I said“Katherine，you neednt be so loud，”My mother criticizedI pretended not to notice John cocking his eyebrowThough Mother may have had doubts，John turned out to be the perfect boarderHe had all his stuff bro

4、ught in the next day while we were out at churchHe was neat，quiet and politeHe almost never ate with usThat was lucky for him because Mother was a horrible cookShe wouldnt let me cook either“Not until youve learned how at school，”she would sayI often wondered where she had learnedAnyway，all went wel

5、l for about a month until one day I bought a new Beatles record and had it playing very loud when Mother came home from workJohn was in the living room with me and he did something I hadnt expectedAs Mother walked into the front hall and shouted“Katherine，”pronouncing each syllable harshly，John jump

6、ed up and put his hands on the dials of the stereoMother appeared in the doorway and stood silently while John removed the recordHe turned around to look at her“We do not play our music that loud in this household，John，”she said severelyJohn looked down at his yellow sneakers now with laces courteou

7、sly9） provided by the woman who was glaring at him“Is that understood？”Mother asked“Yes maam，”John answeredThen，as Mother strode off to her room，John looked up and flashed me a big smileI was too shocked to smile backJohn was the first boarder we had ever had who seemed to care about meI liked him a

8、 lot，but I didnt really understand himHe was so quiet，yet he seemed so care freeHe didnt seem to care that he had no money，or that he was living in a dingy10） town with nothing going for itI wished I could be more like him，but there was always Mother telling me I was too young to do this or too old

9、to do thatJohn seemed so freeFreedom was some thing Mother did not condoneShe was really beginning to bother me at this pointBeing in grade seven，I really was too young for some things and too old for the restMother just made the feeling of“stuckinthemiddleness”worse by always reminding meOne night

10、she was yelling at me for wan ting to stay out later than ten on weekendsI just sat and listened to her rave about being worried and trying to maintain discipline in a fatherless home etcAs she was telling me about children needing lots of rest，John appeared in the doorway behind herHis expression w

11、as one of dismay，like he didnt understand why she was yelling at meHe didnt look at me thoughHis eyes seemed to be fixed on the knot of hair at Mothers neckThat knot，the perfect symbol of strictness，properness and boredomI knew John wanted to butt in，but he knew it was none of his businessOr perhaps

12、 he wanted me to deal with MotherHe looked down and walked awayHis appearance，however，gave me inspirationI stood up and yelled（a little louder than I should have）“Mother，youre being so conservative” “Young lady，you will not raise your voice to me，”Mother said，eyes blazing“Oh，for Christs sake，”I mutt

13、eredAnother mistake“You can go to your room without dinner，KatherineWe do not take the Lords name in vain”Knowing that more arguing would do no good，I heaved an exaggerated sigh and trudged off up to my roomAs I stomped up the stairs，I heard John say he was going out for a while and the door slam sh

14、utAbout an hour later there was a knock at my bedroom doorI opened itJohn was standing there with a bag of chocolate caramel11） chews and at all glass of milkHe smiled“I thought you might like a snack，”he said“Thanks，”I said，a bit surprisedJohn started to leave；then he stopped and turned around“You

15、know，you shouldnt talk back to your mother，”he said speaking slowly and carefully“It does no good at your ageMothers are confuse d between being a mother and a friendThey soon get over itJust wait”He smiled and left，closing the door behind himLater that night，after I had gone to bed，I heard noises f

16、rom Johns roomSince I was wide awake I decided to investigateI tiptoed up the attic stairs，careful to skip the seventh step because it squeaked atrociouslyJohns door was open and he was sitting on his bed，fully dressed，softly playing the guitarHe looked up and saw me“Hello，”he said“What are you doin

17、g up？”“I heard youWhat are you doing？”I asked“Im”he paused，“writing a song，”he finished“Really？”I asked“Thats neat”“Yeah，”John said smiling“Did you enjoy the cookies？“Oh，yeahThere are some lefthere”I passed him the half full bagHe took one out and bit into it pensively“Do you write a lot of songs？”I

18、 asked，not knowing what else to say“Tons，”he answered“In fact，thats all I doWell，I sing them too”“Youre a musicianI didnt know that”“Yep，I amSomeday Ill have a bestselling album and be rich and famous”I laughed at his optimism“I will，you know，”he insisted“Why not？Other people have done it”“I guess s

19、o，”I said“I never thought of it that way”“I suggest you start thinkingthat wayIt would make it easier to get through this time”“What time？John bit his lip，searching for the right expression“The inbetween time，”he finally said“Too young but too oldYou know seventh grade”He stopped and licked the choc

20、olate from his fingers，then he went on“You go through lots of inbetweens in your lifeYou just got to stick it outI figure you cant go backwards and you can t stay in the middle so you have to get to the other side somehow”“Im in an inbetween time nowbetween being nothing and something，but I dont let

21、 it get me downI live happy in the present，but I dont forget the future because right now，its all I have”He looked up，straight at meThe help lessness in his eyes shocked me and his silent gaze pierced my heart like a daggerThen it was gone and his cheerfulness returned“I may not have much now，but it

22、ll get betterIm gonna make it”He tapped his guitar with his fingers“I wish I could feel that way，”I said softly“You can”he insisted“Dont you have dreams？“Yeah，”I answered“Well，keep dreaming themTheyll get you throughIts alright to have dreams；its just a bad word for ambition anyway”“Yeah，youre right

23、”I perked up a bit“Of course Im rightIm always rightCome here”I leaned forward and he kissed me on the forehead saying，“As Mick Jones says，Go easy，step lightly，stay free”“FreeWhat about Mother？”I asked，blushing“Oh，motherLet me take care of mother”“What are you going to do？“Oh，I dont know，”his lips f

24、ormed an evil smile“Maybe Ill kill her”I laughed loudlyJohn winced at the noise and mouthed the words“go to bed”I got up and crept back to my room（skipping the seventh stair）I slept peacefully all nightI dont know what John said to Mother，but the next day she asked him to move outHis things were ass

25、embled by that eveningHe never said a word to me but as he walked out to his friends truck，he turned back to me and held up seven fingers for good luck and then two for peaceI did the same with tears in my eyesI cried myself to sleep that night and wouldnt eat the next day，but strangely enough，Mothe

26、r didnt say anythingIn fact she left me pretty much alone for a long，long time after thatWell，Im in grade ten now，and Im supposed to be an adultIm supposed to solve my own problems and deal with my own emotionsMothers stillwella mother，and lifes still dull，but there are little things that give hopeL

27、ike last week，I was in Sound City，and there was Johns face on the cover of the number one selling albumYou know what he called it？The Seventh Gradeby Gabrielle Prendergast初中一年级（作者在创作此文时，还是加拿大高中一年级的学生，此文曾获年加拿大萨斯喀彻温省中学生写作竞赛一等奖。）约翰来到我家的那一天，我至今还记忆犹新。我坐在死气沉沉的客厅里，感到很乏味。在我看来，我的家整个儿来说都是毫无生气的。屋内摆设着母亲买来的简单朴素的家具，每一面墙上都挂着一幅平淡无味的艺术画，不过是摆摆样子而已。所有的房间都很单调乏味，只有一个房间例外，那就是小阁楼，它从来不让我感到腻味。自从我记事以来，那间小阁楼总是放满了来我家寄宿的客人的行李和物品。偶尔，来寄宿的也有亲戚或朋友，但大多数都是陌生人，像约翰这样的陌生人。约翰是在月的一个星期六下午来的。前一个寄宿的人