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选修7 Unit 3 Under the sea - Reading OLD TOM THE KILLER WHALE I was 16 when I began work in June 1902 at the whaling station. I had heard of the killers that every year helped whalers catch huge whales. I thought, at the time, that this was just a story but then I witnessed it with my own eyes many times. On the afternoon I arrived at the station, as I was I sorting out my accommodation, I heard a loud noise coming from the bay. We ran down to the shore in time to see an enormous animal opposite us throwing itself out of the water and then crashing down again. It was black and white and fish-shaped. But I knew it wasnt a fish. Thats Old Tom, the killer, one of the whalers, George, called out to me. Hes telling us theres a whale out there for us. Another whaler yelled out, Rush-oo ...rush-oo. This was the call that announced there was about to be a whale hunt. Come on, Clancy. To the boat, George said as he ran ahead of me. I had already heard that George didnt like being kept waiting, so even though I didnt have the right clothes on, I raced after him. Without pausing we jumped into the boat with the other whalers and headed out into the bay. I looked down into the water and could see Old Tom swimming by the boat, showing us the way. A few minutes later, there was no Tom, so George started beating the water with his oar and there was Tom, circling back to the boat, leading us to the hunt again. Using a telescope we could see that something was happening. As we drew closer, I could see a whale being attacked by a pack of about six other killers. Whatre they doing? I asked George. Well, its teamwork - the killers over there are throwing themselves on top of the whales blow-hole to stop it breathing. And those others are stopping it diving or fleeing out to sea, George told me, pointing towards the hunt. And just at that moment, the most extraordinary thing happened. The killers started racing bet