Unit 3-Section B新视野大学英语第三册.pptVIP

Unit 3 The Accident Christmas Eve fell on a Sunday that year. As a result, the usual Sunday night youth group meeting at the church was going to be a big celebration. A mother of two teenage girls asked me after the morning service if I could find a ride for her girls that night, as I was the chairman of the youth committee. I promised I would. The girls were seated beside me as we drove to the church that night. We came up over a rise in the road, only to see an accident ahead of us on the road. Because it had started to freeze and the road was very slick, we were unable to stop, and drove into the back of a car. I turned to see if the girls were okay, and I heard one of them scream, O-o-oh, Donna! There were no seat belts in cars at that time. Donna had been thrown face first through the cars front window and the sharp edge of the broken glass had made two deep cuts into her face. Blood was streaming down. It was a terrible sight. The investigating police officer said the accident had been unavoidable, but I still felt terrible that a beautiful seventeen-year-old girl would have to go through life with scars on her face. And it had happened when she was in my care. At the hospital, the doctor immediately took Donna to sew her stitches. It seemed to take a long time, and I asked a nurse about the delay. She said that the doctor on duty happened to be a plastic surgeon. He was taking great care with Donnas face to reduce the look of the scars as much as possible. Since it was Christmas, the doctors in the hospital tried to send patients home and postponed all elective surgeries. As a result, Donna was the sole patient on her floor. The nurse told me that Donna had been given a pill for her pain, and kept asking questions about the medical procedures. The nurses kept making up excuses to go into Donnas room to chat with her! Donnas mother and sister did not blame me for the accident and even