Unit1新世纪英语专业综合教程（第二版）第3册.doc

Unit 1 Fresh StartSection One Pre-reading Activities1I. Audiovisual Supplement1II. Cultural Background2Section Two Global Reading2I. Structural Analysis of the Text2II. Rhetorical Features of the Text2Section Three Detailed Reading3I.Text3II. Questions4III. Words and Expressions5IV. Sentences10Section Four Consolidation Activities10. Vocabulary10. Grammar13. Translation15. Exercises for Integrated Skills17. Oral Activities19. Writing19Section Five Further Enhancement20I. Lead-in Questions for Text 20II. Text 220III. Memorable Quotes22Section One Pre-reading ActivitiesI. Audiovisual SupplementWatch the movie clip and answer the following questions.Script:Casey: Mom, I just want to compete at regionals.Mother: Why? What do you have to gain by this?Casey:  Im good.Mother: So, what are you saying? You wanna just blow off our whole plan for you, chuck the scholarship and become a professional athlete? Case, what is the shelf life on an ice-skater? Eight years? And then a few years touring with Has-Beens on Ice. And thats it? Thats the end of your life?Casey: I love it, Mom.Mother: Case, theres no shelf life on your mind. If Id learned how to use mine a little sooner, if Id gone to college when I was your age, maybe we wouldnt be living like this.Casey: Theres nothing wrong with the way we live.Mother: Ive not been able to give you a quarter of the things that I wanted to.Casey: Youve given me everything.Mother: Then you need to give me something now.Questions:1. Why does the mother not want her daughter to be a professional athlete?Answer: Because the shelf life of a professional athlete is short.2. Why does Casey insist on becoming an ice-skater?Answer: Because she loves it.II. Cultural Background1. The importance of “face”“Face” is a sense of worth that comes from knowing ones status and reflects concern with the congruency between ones performance or appearance and ones real worth.“Face” stands for a very important sociological concept in Chinese culture. The concept of “face” roughly translates as honour, good reputation or respect. The essence of “face” lies in the drive for acceptance and approval of other people other than ones real worth.2. Be yourself; everyone else is already taken. Oscar WildeBeing yourself is celebrating you, as an individual learning to express yourself and be happy with who you are. For some people, its learning to love yourself. For others, its not hiding who you are or changing things about you to fit in.3. Steps to be yourself define yourself stop worrying about how people perceive you be honest and open relax develop and express your individuality believe in who you are follow your own styleSection Two Global ReadingI. Structural Analysis of the TextThis text is a piece of narrative writing, in which the author tells about her experience during the first year at university, which at first seems to be very awkward but turns out to be on the right track at last.In the text, three incidents are narrated by the author: (下方三行文字，设置成需分别点击后逐一出现。)the first is about her going into the wrong classroom; the second is about her falling down in the cafeteria;the last is about her witnessing the same embarrassing fall happening to someone admired by her. Despite the differences between these three incidents, they actually revolve around one theme: （“one theme”可点击，点击后出现下面两行关于“theme”的文字。）The growth of the author, who is able to draw lessons from the mistakes she has made and finally succeeds in adjusting herself to the college life.II. Rhetorical Features of the TextDetailed descriptions of events are everywhere to be seen in this text, which is a dominant feature of narrative writing. Since the description of an event will involve a lot of movements or actions, compound sentences and compound-complex sentences have been used frequently in the text.For examples: （以下两句例句逐一点击后出现）I first began to wonder what I was doing on a college campus anyway when my parents drove off, leaving me standing pitifully in a parking lot, wanting nothing more than to find my way safely to my dorm room. (Paragraph 1)I settled into my chair and tried to assume the scientific pose of a biology major, bending slightly forward, tensing my arms in preparation for furious note-taking, and cursing under my breath. (Paragraph 5)Section Three Detailed ReadingI. Text Fresh StartEvelyn Herald 1 I first began to wonder what I was doing on a college campus anyway when my parents drove off, leaving me standing pitifully in a parking lot, wanting nothing more than to find my way safely to my dorm room. The fact was that no matter how mature I liked to consider myself, I was feeling just a bit first-gradish. Adding to my distress was the distinct impression that everyone on campus was watching me. My plan was to keep my ears open and my mouth shut and hope no one would notice I was a freshman.2 With that thought in mind, I raised my head, squared my shoulders, and set out in the direction of my dorm, glancing (and then ever so discreetly) at the campus map clutched in my hand. It took everything I had not to stare when I caught my first glimpse of a real live college football player. What confidence, what reserve, what muscles! I only hoped his attention was drawn to my air of assurance rather than to my shaking knees. I spent the afternoon seeking out each of my classrooms so that I could make a perfectly timed entrance before each lecture without having to ask dumb questions about its whereabouts. 3 The next morning I found my first class and marched in. Once I was in the room, however, another problem awaited me. Where to sit? Freshmen manuals advised sitting near the front, showing the professor in intelligent and energetic demeanor. After deliberation, I chose a seat in the first row and to the side. I was in the foreground (as advised ), but out of the professors direct line of vision.4 I cracked my anthology of American literature and scribbled the date at the top of a crisp ruled page. “Welcome to Biology 101,” the professor began. A cold sweat broke out on the back of my neck. I groped for my schedule and checked the room number. I was in the right room. Just the wrong building.5 So now what? Get up and leave in the middle of the lecture? Wouldnt the professor be angry? I knew everyone would stare. Forget it. I settled into my chair and tried to assume the scientific pose of a biology major, bending slightly forward, tensing my arms in preparation for furious notetaking, and cursing under my breath. The bottled snakes along the wall should have tipped me off.6 After class I decided my stomach (as well as my ego) needed a little nourishment, and I hurried to the cafeteria. I piled my tray with sandwich goodies and was heading for the salad bar when I accidentally stepped in a large puddle of ketchup. Keeping myself upright and getting out of the mess was not going to be easy, and this flailing of my feet was doing no good. Just as I decided to try another maneuver, my food tray tipped and I lost my balance. As my rear end met the floor, I saw my entire life pass before my eyes: it ended with my first day of college classes.7 In the seconds after my fall I thought how nice it would be if no one had noticed. But as all the students in the cafeteria came to their feet, table by table, cheering and clapping, I knew they had not only noticed, they were determined that I would never forget it. Slowly I kicked off my ketchup-soaked sandals and jumped clear of the toppled tray and spilled food. A cleanup brigade came charging out of the kitchen, mops in hands. I sneaked out of the cafeteria as the cheers died down behind me.8 For three days I dined alone on nothing more than humiliation, shame, and an assortment of junk food from a machine strategically placed outside my room. On the fourth day I couldnt take another crunchy-chewy-salty-sweet bite. I needed some real food. Perhaps three days was long enough for the campus population to have forgotten me. So off to the cafeteria I went.9 I made my way through the food line and tiptoed to a table, where I collapsed in relief. Suddenly I heard a crash that sounded vaguely familiar. I looked up to see that another poor soul had met the fate that Id thought was reserved for only me. I was even more surprised when I saw who the poor soul was: the very composed, very upper class football player Id seen just days before (though he didnt look quite so composed wearing spaghetti on the front of his shirt). My heart went out to him as people began to cheer and clap as they had for me. He got up, hands held high above his head in a victory clasp, grinning from ear to ear. I expected him to slink out of the cafeteria as I had, but instead he turned around and began preparing another tray. And thats when I realized I had been taking myself far too seriously.10 What I had interpreted as a malicious attempt to embarrass a naïve freshmanhad been merely a moment of college fun. Probably everyone in the cafeteria had done something equally dumb when he or she was a freshman and had lived to tell about it.11 Who cared whether I dropped a tray, where I sat in class, or even whether Ishowed up in the wrong lecture? Nobody. This wasnt like high school. Popularity was so important; running with the crowd was no longer a law of survival. In college, it didnt matter. This was my big chance to do my own thing, be my own woman if I could get past my preoccupation with doing everything perfectly.12 Once I recognized that I had no ones expectations to live up to but my own, I relaxed. The shackles of self-consciousness fell away, and I began to view college as a wonderful experiment. I tried on new experiences like articles of clothing, checking their fit and judging their worth. I broke a few rules to test my conscience. I dressed a little differently until I found the Real Me. I discovered a taste for jazz, and I decided I liked going barefoot.13 I gave up trying to act my way through college (this wasnt drama school ) and began not acting at all. College, I decided, was probably the only time I would be completely forgiven for massive mistakes (including stepping in puddles of ketchup and dropping food trays). So I used the opportunity to make all the ones I thought Id never make.14 Three years after graduation, Im still making mistakes. And Im even being forgiven for a few. II. Questions1. Why did the author have the impression that “everyone on campus was watching me”? (Paragraph 1)The author, being over-sensitive, was uneasy with her identity as a freshman. She thought a new student would attract others attention, as what she did or said was liable to be too naïve to be right. That feeling is a typical symptom of lacking in self-confidence.2. Why did the author exclaim “What confidence, what reserve, what muscles!” when she saw the football player? (Paragraph 2)College life was a new experience to the author. That she marveled at the real football player showed her excitement about her new life. And more importantly, her response revealed her admiration of an image which was almost exactly the opposite of her own. This admiration would later become the motivation of her change.3. How many questions are used in Paragraphs 3, 4 and 5? Why does the author raise these questions?Four elliptical questions are used in these paragraphs. Being a freshman, the author was not well acquainted with campus life. She was at a loss as to what to do when something unexpected happened. These questions are used to show her bewilderment.4. Why did she dine on junk food for the next three days? (Paragraphs 6-8)Because she thought she had become the laughing-stock on campus. She couldnt stand being laughed at by all the students when she turned up in the cafeteria.5. What was the key lesson Evelyn Herald learned during her first few weeks in college? (Paragraphs 10-14)The key lesson she learned during her first few weeks in college was that she realized she didnt have to pay too much attention to what other people were thinking about her. The fresh campus life was her big chance to do her own things and be her own person. She might well relax herself and stop worrying about making mistakes because people all grow by trial and error.Class ActivityGroup discussion: What lessons have you learned from Evelyns experiences after reading the article “Fresh Start”? Share the experiences when you first came to college.III. Words and ExpressionsParagraph 1distinct a.clearly seen, heard, felt, understood, etc.; noticeablee.g. Now that the boss was no longer present, there was a distinct change in her attitude.The children have distinct memories of their grandfather in his last days.Comparison: distinct & distinctivedistinct: Something that is distinct can clearly be seen, heard, smelled, etc.e.g. There is a distinct smell of beer in this room.distinctive: It means having a special quality, character, or appearance that is different and easy to recognize.e.g. Beer has a very distinctive smell; its quite distinct from the smell of wine.Practice:One of the _ features of this book is its _ illustrations.本书特点之一就是具有清楚明了的图解。(Keys: distinctive, distinct)Paragraphs 2-9clutch vt. hold or grasp tightly; vi. try to grasp or seizee.g. The frightened woman clutched her bags to her breast.He clutched at the rope we had thrown to him but could not reach it.Synonyms: seize, graspe.g. She seized my arm as she fell.grasp the essence / main pointsglimpse n. a quick look at sb. or sth.e.g. I caught a glimpse of our new neighbor.a short experience of sth. that helps you begin to understand ite.g. Her worried face gave me a glimpse of her true feelings.她的忧伤表情使我感受到她内心的真实感情。reserve n.a quality in sb.s character that make them not like expressing their emotions or talking about their problemse.g. Being a man of reserve, Mr. York was never popular with his colleagues.Judy has tried every means to break through the reserve of her stepson.Derivation：reserved a.e.g. The English have a reputation for being reserved.whereaboutsn. approximate location; ad. used to ask in what general area sth. or sb. ise.g. The orphans whereabouts is / are still unknown.The police have appealed for information concerning the whereabouts of the stolen car used in the robbery.Whereabouts did you grow up?demeanor n.the way sb. behaves, dresses, speaks, etc. that shows what their character is likePractice:他的举止沉着、稳健。His demeanor was clam and steady.