高中英语教学：A lesson for life.docx

PAGE 1 A lesson for life One morning Sanggat, an eight-year-old pupil of mine, knocked on my door. He was here to help me sweep my quarters. He noticed some thick books neatly arranged on my reading table. Curiously he asked, “Sir, what books are these?” I told him that those were books that I needed to study for an important exam so that I might go to university someday. He frowned because in a remote area where we were, even a bicycle was unheard of. I tried to explain university to him with the help of pictures that looked like a university campus. At that time, Sarawak did not have a uni