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高三英语培优·名著阅读之心灵鸡汤精选 The Best Present
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心灵鸡汤精选The Best Present
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【文章梗概】 圣诞节前,我渴望获得一只和我朋友一样的漂亮手表,但母亲表示反对。随着圣诞节的临近,我注意到礼物堆中有一个写着我的名字,我十分好奇。于是,我教唆妹妹透露给我。圣诞节那天,母亲斥责了我们不诚实的行为。多年后,我意识到,不是那块手表,而是母亲的关于诚实的教导才是最好的礼物。
Good judgment comes from experience, and often experience comes from bad judgment.
~Rita Mae Brown
My seven-year-old eyes gleamed with envy when I saw my friend’s new Disney watch. Hour and minute hands slowly marked time as Cinderella’s face peeked from behind them. A soft pink leather band encircled my friend’s arm. It was perfect.
That’s what I wanted for Christmas.
“You’re not old enough for a watch yet.” My mother’s voice brooked no argument. “What else would you like for Christmas?”
I hung my head. “Nothing.” I dragged my feet as I walked away. Looking back, I realize my parents had no money to waste on something I would likely lose. The market wasn’t flooded then with cheap disposable trinkets as it is now. A watch was something we kept for years. Still, I wanted that watch.
When presents began materializing under the tree, none matched the size and shape of a jewelry box that might contain a watch. However, one with my name on it did pique my curiosity. About six inches tall, it had irregular contours — no straight edges or boxy corners. Mama had wrapped it well with thick paper, and the few times I could sneak to the back of the tree to check it out failed to give me any clues about its identity. My curiosity grew. Christmas seemed so far away.
One day, I could no longer stand it. While Mama cooked dinner, I pulled my four-year-old sister Shelly into the living room and pointed to the mystery gift. “Do you know what that is?”
Shelly nodded.
“What is it?”
“Mama told me not to tell you,” she said.
I put my arm around her and used my best conspiratorial voice. “Let’s make a deal. I’ll tell you what I got you for Christmas if you tell me what’s in that present.”
Shelly brightened. “Okay.
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