那迷人的微笑.pptVIP

* KEATING: Oh Captain, My Captain who knows where that comes from? Anybody? Not a clue? Its from a poem by Walt Whitman about Mr. Abraham Lincoln. Now in this class you can either call me Mr. Keating. Or, if youre slightly more daring, Oh Captain, My Captain. Now let me dispel a few rumors so they dont fester into facts. Yes, I too attended Helton and survived. And no, at that time I was not the mental giant you see before you. I was the intellectual equivalent of a ninety-eight pound weakling. I would go to the beach and people would kick copies of Byron in my face. Now, Mr. Pitts? Thats a ra