儿童故事集：The Vigilante Monkey
时间：2018-12-02 作者：英语课 分类：Children’s Stories-儿童故事集
英语课
The adventures of Theo the Monkey take a new turn as he determines to break out of the zoo and take up the fight for what is right in the city.
Mr Grabber, the keeper of the monkeys cage, has a new scheme which on the face of it seems to be for a good cause. When Theo digs deeper, he finds that Mr Grabber and his girlfriend are up to their usual criminal tricks.
Story by Bertie.
Read by Natasha.
Picture by Tania Fernandes . Sponsored byAudible. Duration 13.51.
Proofread 1 by Jana Elizabeth.
Hello, this is Natasha, and I’m dropping by with a story about Theo the Monkey. You may remember that Theo’s arch enemy is Mr Grabber, the zookeeper who is always up to some criminal schemes. Theo believes in justice and is infuriated that Mr Grabber always seems to get away with his crimes. In this story, Theo decides that he must take up the fight for what is right.
One evening, after the zoo was closed, Mr Grabber, the keeper of the monkeys, opened the door to the cage.
“Which of you hairy gang would like some banana ice cream?” he called out.
“Oooh, ah ah aha!” replied the nearest half-a-dozen monkeys who had heard him.
“Well swing on out of the cage and work for your keep,” said Mr Grabber.
Theo was among the monkeys who reported for duty in a line outside the cage. He wondered what criminal scheme Mr Grabber would have up his sleeve this time. But that evening, the keeper’s aim seemed surprisingly public spirited. He ordered them to pick up litter and to put it into black bin 2 bags, and whenever they found an old entrance ticket to the zoo, to put it into a special green bag to be recycled. And he promised that he would exchange banana ice cream for full bags of litter.
The monkeys understood perfectly 3 well what to do, and soon they were hopping 5 around the zoo, trailing litter bags behind them, some black, some green. Sometimes one of them would try to put a crisp packet or a sandwich wrapper inside a green bag, and Mr Grabber would yell.
“Oi, you, that monkey! Only tickets go in the green bag.“
And while the monkeys were working, Mr Grabber tipped full bins 6 of litter onto the ground and told them to sort out the tickets from the rest of the rubbish.
After an hour and a half of litter picking, the monkeys claimed their reward, and Mr Grabber was as good as his word. He gave each of them a big tub of yellow ice cream.
“And there will be more of that tomorrow evening,” he promised.
After dark, Theo spoke 7 to Fucious, the most respected old monkey in their tribe.
“Oh wise one,” he said. “What is the meaning of Mr Grabber’s tidying and recycling? Is he a reformed man?”
The silver haired monkey scratched his head. “It is indeed very puzzling. Perhaps even a man as selfish and greedy as Mr Grabber wishes to save the planet from a mountain of rubbish.”
The next day, the Peters family joined the queue of visitors outside the zoo. Little Jack 8 Peters said:
“I want to see the monkeys and feed them chocolate through the bars so that they all go crazy like this,” and he did a little dance while he scratched himself under the arms.
“That’s silly,” said both his sisters, quite unamused.
When they reached the pay kiosk, Mr Peters asked to pay for two adults and three children.
“That will be £125 sir,” said the ticket seller.
“Oh dear,” said Mr Peters. “That is rather a lot. I don’t think I have enough money on my payment card.”
“Sorry sir. The prices went up at New Year,” said the ticket seller.
“Sorry kids,” said Mr Peters. “The zoo’s too expensive. We’ll have to go to the playground in the park. At least that’s still free.”
As the dejected family started to leave, a lady came up to them and said: “Would you like some cheap tickets to the zoo? I bought some for my family in advance, but now Grandma has been taken ill and we can’t go. I’ll let you have five for 50 quid.“
Mr Peters knew a bargain when he saw it and gladly paid.
But he didn’t know that the lady was Mr Grabber’s girlfriend, and she was selling the recycled tickets that the monkeys had picked up. It was Mr Grabber’s latest criminal scheme to make quick and easy money.
The plot would have gone undetected, if Theo had not been watching from the top of the cage. His sharp eyes spotted 9 what was happening just outside the entrance to the zoo, and he understood everything.
That evening Theo tried to stop the other monkeys from helping 10 Mr Grabber to recycle old zoo tickets.
“Don’t do it. You are aiding and abetting 11 a criminal scheme,” he told them.
“No we’re not. Recycling is good,” said a monkey called Janice as she hopped 12 out of the cage to join that evening’s ice cream gang.
Once again, Theo climbed up onto the rock of the wise one in the centre of the cage, and he consulted Fucious.
“Master, what am I to do?” he asked.
“Stay calm, be patient, watch, and wait for inspiration to tell you what to do,” advised the old monkey.
But Theo was not very good at staying calm and being patient. He was bursting with anger and fury:
“I cannot stay here and watch Mr Grabber get away with it once again!” he said to himself. “I cannot stand living with this bunch of monkeys who see no evil, hear no evil, and speak no evil even when it is taking place right in front of their noses. I must get out of here. I must escape!”
He fumed 13 for another 24 hours until Mr Grabber once again opened the cage and offered banana ice cream to the first six monkeys to report for litter picking duty. Theo made sure that he was first to swing out of the cage. He could smell freedom. But before he made his break for it, he quietly slipped his paw into Mr Grabber’s coat pocket and pulled out a key. Later, when everyone else was busy picking up litter as fast as they could, he climbed up a tree that reached over the wall of the zoo.
Theo landed in the car park. He made for the red motor cycle which he knew belonged to Mr Grabber. He hopped on board, and looked around for the ignition. When he found it, he fumbled 14 to get the keys into the slot.
Just then he heard a cry of: “Oi. Stop that Monkey.”
Mr Grabber was running from the zoo gate. His girlfriend opened the door of a van where she was waiting, jumped out, and came running towards him from the other direction. She almost managed to grab hold of Theo just as the motor cycle’s engine burst into life. Theo let out the clutch and the bike went shooting forward. He was accelerating like a bullet straight for Mr Grabber who had to dive out of the way.
“Quick, get the van,” called Mr Grabber. And his girlfriend ran back to where it was parked. Soon they were out on the street – they saw Theo shoot through some red lights, causing cars to swerve 16 and hoot 15 madly.
“He won’t get far like that,” said the girlfriend.
“But what about my bike? He’ll smash it up for sure.” said Mr Grabber sadly. It was no use chasing. Theo was soon out of sight.
Theo seemed to know how to ride the bike instinctively 17. “I must have been a motor cyclist in a previous life,” he thought to himself gleefully, as he dodged 18 round an oncoming police car. He could hear the wailing 19 of sirens, but they soon faded far behind him.
As he chugged up a side road more slowly now, he saw something that filled him with anger. A woman was walking along holding the hand of a small boy, who skipped beside her, trying to avoid the cracks in the pavement. Two youths ran up behind her. One pushed her over, and the other grabbed her handbag. The boy screamed “Mummy!” The muggers ran down the street, and they moved even faster when they heard a motor bike revving 20 up behind them. Perhaps you can imagine the terror that one youth felt as a hairy paw grabbed him by the collar and dragged him to the ground. The motor bike skidded 21 round. The monkey jumped off and grabbed the hand bag. A tug 22 of war ensued, the monkey pulling one way, the youths another. A police van pulled up and six officers jumped out and slapped handcuffs on the monkey and the youths.
As the police officer helped the woman to her feet, she said:
“Officer. That monkey helped me. He was rescuing my handbag.”
“Sorry Madam. I’m afraid he’s a notorious criminal, escaped from the zoo. There’s been a call out on all police radios for him. Fits the description exactly he does.”
‘But he’s a good monkey,” cried the boy.
But the police could not hold Theo for long. He was the Harry 24 Houdini of monkeys. Even as the officer spoke, Theo was wiggling his hairy wrists out of the cuffs 23. Before a policeman could shout “Stop that Monkey!” he was on his motor bike and racing 25 down the street.
“Hurray!” called the small boy. “He’s escaped!”
By the next day, pictures of Theo’s face were in all the newspapers and on all the television broadcasts. Overnight he had become by far the most notorious monkey in the country, if not the world.
He hid the motor bike in the park, because he knew that if he continued to ride it, he would run into a police road block sooner or later. He hopped over the rooftops of the town, wondering what fate lay in store for him. His stomach complained bitterly of hunger. He could see a fruit store holder 26 down at street level.
“Oooo! those bananas and apples look so delicious,” he thought to himself. “I could just hop 4 down and pick up some. But oh, I don’t have any money. And it’s wrong to steal. I don’t want to be a criminal like Mr Grabber, even if the police say that’s what I am.”
But he was so hungry, that he found himself somehow drawn 27 down to the ground, and towards the store. He stared with a starving look at the bananas.
“Hey you’re that monkey,” said the store holder.
Theo didn’t run away. He just looked at him, almost ready to give himself up in return for some food from the prison kitchen.
“You’re the one they call the “Vigilante Monkey,” went on the store holder. “You’re doing a great job. The public’s right behind you. Here, have a banana, take a whole bunch. Take two bunches.”
Theo expected a trick, and as he crept forward he was on the look out for the gleam of handcuffs, and he half thought he could hear the sound of sirens.
But there was no trick. The store holder did give him the bananas, as well as a bag of apples, and a bunch of grapes.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you sir,” he said. “Now be on your way, and mind you don’t get caught. This city needs you.”
Mr Grabber, the keeper of the monkeys cage, has a new scheme which on the face of it seems to be for a good cause. When Theo digs deeper, he finds that Mr Grabber and his girlfriend are up to their usual criminal tricks.
Story by Bertie.
Read by Natasha.
Picture by Tania Fernandes . Sponsored byAudible. Duration 13.51.
Proofread 1 by Jana Elizabeth.
Hello, this is Natasha, and I’m dropping by with a story about Theo the Monkey. You may remember that Theo’s arch enemy is Mr Grabber, the zookeeper who is always up to some criminal schemes. Theo believes in justice and is infuriated that Mr Grabber always seems to get away with his crimes. In this story, Theo decides that he must take up the fight for what is right.
One evening, after the zoo was closed, Mr Grabber, the keeper of the monkeys, opened the door to the cage.
“Which of you hairy gang would like some banana ice cream?” he called out.
“Oooh, ah ah aha!” replied the nearest half-a-dozen monkeys who had heard him.
“Well swing on out of the cage and work for your keep,” said Mr Grabber.
Theo was among the monkeys who reported for duty in a line outside the cage. He wondered what criminal scheme Mr Grabber would have up his sleeve this time. But that evening, the keeper’s aim seemed surprisingly public spirited. He ordered them to pick up litter and to put it into black bin 2 bags, and whenever they found an old entrance ticket to the zoo, to put it into a special green bag to be recycled. And he promised that he would exchange banana ice cream for full bags of litter.
The monkeys understood perfectly 3 well what to do, and soon they were hopping 5 around the zoo, trailing litter bags behind them, some black, some green. Sometimes one of them would try to put a crisp packet or a sandwich wrapper inside a green bag, and Mr Grabber would yell.
“Oi, you, that monkey! Only tickets go in the green bag.“
And while the monkeys were working, Mr Grabber tipped full bins 6 of litter onto the ground and told them to sort out the tickets from the rest of the rubbish.
After an hour and a half of litter picking, the monkeys claimed their reward, and Mr Grabber was as good as his word. He gave each of them a big tub of yellow ice cream.
“And there will be more of that tomorrow evening,” he promised.
After dark, Theo spoke 7 to Fucious, the most respected old monkey in their tribe.
“Oh wise one,” he said. “What is the meaning of Mr Grabber’s tidying and recycling? Is he a reformed man?”
The silver haired monkey scratched his head. “It is indeed very puzzling. Perhaps even a man as selfish and greedy as Mr Grabber wishes to save the planet from a mountain of rubbish.”
The next day, the Peters family joined the queue of visitors outside the zoo. Little Jack 8 Peters said:
“I want to see the monkeys and feed them chocolate through the bars so that they all go crazy like this,” and he did a little dance while he scratched himself under the arms.
“That’s silly,” said both his sisters, quite unamused.
When they reached the pay kiosk, Mr Peters asked to pay for two adults and three children.
“That will be £125 sir,” said the ticket seller.
“Oh dear,” said Mr Peters. “That is rather a lot. I don’t think I have enough money on my payment card.”
“Sorry sir. The prices went up at New Year,” said the ticket seller.
“Sorry kids,” said Mr Peters. “The zoo’s too expensive. We’ll have to go to the playground in the park. At least that’s still free.”
As the dejected family started to leave, a lady came up to them and said: “Would you like some cheap tickets to the zoo? I bought some for my family in advance, but now Grandma has been taken ill and we can’t go. I’ll let you have five for 50 quid.“
Mr Peters knew a bargain when he saw it and gladly paid.
But he didn’t know that the lady was Mr Grabber’s girlfriend, and she was selling the recycled tickets that the monkeys had picked up. It was Mr Grabber’s latest criminal scheme to make quick and easy money.
The plot would have gone undetected, if Theo had not been watching from the top of the cage. His sharp eyes spotted 9 what was happening just outside the entrance to the zoo, and he understood everything.
That evening Theo tried to stop the other monkeys from helping 10 Mr Grabber to recycle old zoo tickets.
“Don’t do it. You are aiding and abetting 11 a criminal scheme,” he told them.
“No we’re not. Recycling is good,” said a monkey called Janice as she hopped 12 out of the cage to join that evening’s ice cream gang.
Once again, Theo climbed up onto the rock of the wise one in the centre of the cage, and he consulted Fucious.
“Master, what am I to do?” he asked.
“Stay calm, be patient, watch, and wait for inspiration to tell you what to do,” advised the old monkey.
But Theo was not very good at staying calm and being patient. He was bursting with anger and fury:
“I cannot stay here and watch Mr Grabber get away with it once again!” he said to himself. “I cannot stand living with this bunch of monkeys who see no evil, hear no evil, and speak no evil even when it is taking place right in front of their noses. I must get out of here. I must escape!”
He fumed 13 for another 24 hours until Mr Grabber once again opened the cage and offered banana ice cream to the first six monkeys to report for litter picking duty. Theo made sure that he was first to swing out of the cage. He could smell freedom. But before he made his break for it, he quietly slipped his paw into Mr Grabber’s coat pocket and pulled out a key. Later, when everyone else was busy picking up litter as fast as they could, he climbed up a tree that reached over the wall of the zoo.
Theo landed in the car park. He made for the red motor cycle which he knew belonged to Mr Grabber. He hopped on board, and looked around for the ignition. When he found it, he fumbled 14 to get the keys into the slot.
Just then he heard a cry of: “Oi. Stop that Monkey.”
Mr Grabber was running from the zoo gate. His girlfriend opened the door of a van where she was waiting, jumped out, and came running towards him from the other direction. She almost managed to grab hold of Theo just as the motor cycle’s engine burst into life. Theo let out the clutch and the bike went shooting forward. He was accelerating like a bullet straight for Mr Grabber who had to dive out of the way.
“Quick, get the van,” called Mr Grabber. And his girlfriend ran back to where it was parked. Soon they were out on the street – they saw Theo shoot through some red lights, causing cars to swerve 16 and hoot 15 madly.
“He won’t get far like that,” said the girlfriend.
“But what about my bike? He’ll smash it up for sure.” said Mr Grabber sadly. It was no use chasing. Theo was soon out of sight.
Theo seemed to know how to ride the bike instinctively 17. “I must have been a motor cyclist in a previous life,” he thought to himself gleefully, as he dodged 18 round an oncoming police car. He could hear the wailing 19 of sirens, but they soon faded far behind him.
As he chugged up a side road more slowly now, he saw something that filled him with anger. A woman was walking along holding the hand of a small boy, who skipped beside her, trying to avoid the cracks in the pavement. Two youths ran up behind her. One pushed her over, and the other grabbed her handbag. The boy screamed “Mummy!” The muggers ran down the street, and they moved even faster when they heard a motor bike revving 20 up behind them. Perhaps you can imagine the terror that one youth felt as a hairy paw grabbed him by the collar and dragged him to the ground. The motor bike skidded 21 round. The monkey jumped off and grabbed the hand bag. A tug 22 of war ensued, the monkey pulling one way, the youths another. A police van pulled up and six officers jumped out and slapped handcuffs on the monkey and the youths.
As the police officer helped the woman to her feet, she said:
“Officer. That monkey helped me. He was rescuing my handbag.”
“Sorry Madam. I’m afraid he’s a notorious criminal, escaped from the zoo. There’s been a call out on all police radios for him. Fits the description exactly he does.”
‘But he’s a good monkey,” cried the boy.
But the police could not hold Theo for long. He was the Harry 24 Houdini of monkeys. Even as the officer spoke, Theo was wiggling his hairy wrists out of the cuffs 23. Before a policeman could shout “Stop that Monkey!” he was on his motor bike and racing 25 down the street.
“Hurray!” called the small boy. “He’s escaped!”
By the next day, pictures of Theo’s face were in all the newspapers and on all the television broadcasts. Overnight he had become by far the most notorious monkey in the country, if not the world.
He hid the motor bike in the park, because he knew that if he continued to ride it, he would run into a police road block sooner or later. He hopped over the rooftops of the town, wondering what fate lay in store for him. His stomach complained bitterly of hunger. He could see a fruit store holder 26 down at street level.
“Oooo! those bananas and apples look so delicious,” he thought to himself. “I could just hop 4 down and pick up some. But oh, I don’t have any money. And it’s wrong to steal. I don’t want to be a criminal like Mr Grabber, even if the police say that’s what I am.”
But he was so hungry, that he found himself somehow drawn 27 down to the ground, and towards the store. He stared with a starving look at the bananas.
“Hey you’re that monkey,” said the store holder.
Theo didn’t run away. He just looked at him, almost ready to give himself up in return for some food from the prison kitchen.
“You’re the one they call the “Vigilante Monkey,” went on the store holder. “You’re doing a great job. The public’s right behind you. Here, have a banana, take a whole bunch. Take two bunches.”
Theo expected a trick, and as he crept forward he was on the look out for the gleam of handcuffs, and he half thought he could hear the sound of sirens.
But there was no trick. The store holder did give him the bananas, as well as a bag of apples, and a bunch of grapes.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you sir,” he said. “Now be on your way, and mind you don’t get caught. This city needs you.”
1 proofread
vt.校正，校对
- I didn't even have the chance to proofread my own report.我甚至没有机会校对自己的报告。
- Before handing in his application to his teacher,he proofread it again.交给老师之前，他又将申请书补正了一遍。
2 bin
n.箱柜；vt.放入箱内；[计算机] DOS文件名:二进制目标文件
- He emptied several bags of rice into a bin.他把几袋米倒进大箱里。
- He threw the empty bottles in the bin.他把空瓶子扔进垃圾箱。
3 perfectly
adv.完美地，无可非议地，彻底地
- The witnesses were each perfectly certain of what they said.证人们个个对自己所说的话十分肯定。
- Everything that we're doing is all perfectly above board.我们做的每件事情都是光明正大的。
4 hop
n.单脚跳，跳跃；vi.单脚跳，跳跃；着手做某事；vt.跳跃，跃过
- The children had a competition to see who could hop the fastest.孩子们举行比赛，看谁单足跳跃最快。
- How long can you hop on your right foot?你用右脚能跳多远？
5 hopping
n.大储藏箱( bin的名词复数 )；宽口箱（如面包箱，垃圾箱等）v.扔掉，丢弃( bin的第三人称单数 )
- Garbage from all sources was deposited in bins on trolleys. 来自各方的垃圾是装在手推车上的垃圾箱里的。 来自辞典例句
- Would you be pleased at the prospect of its being on sale in dump bins? 对于它将被陈列在倾销箱中抛售这件事，你能欣然接受吗？ 来自辞典例句
6 spoke
n.（车轮的）辐条；轮辐；破坏某人的计划；阻挠某人的行动 v.讲，谈（speak的过去式）；说；演说；从某种观点来说
- They sourced the spoke nuts from our company.他们的轮辐螺帽是从我们公司获得的。
- The spokes of a wheel are the bars that connect the outer ring to the centre.辐条是轮子上连接外圈与中心的条棒。
7 jack
n.插座，千斤顶，男人；v.抬起，提醒，扛举；n.（Jake）杰克
- I am looking for the headphone jack.我正在找寻头戴式耳机插孔。
- He lifted the car with a jack to change the flat tyre.他用千斤顶把车顶起来换下瘪轮胎。
8 spotted
adj.有斑点的，斑纹的，弄污了的
- The milkman selected the spotted cows,from among a herd of two hundred.牛奶商从一群200头牛中选出有斑点的牛。
- Sam's shop stocks short spotted socks.山姆的商店屯积了有斑点的短袜。
9 helping
n.食物的一份&adj.帮助人的，辅助的
- The poor children regularly pony up for a second helping of my hamburger. 那些可怜的孩子们总是要求我把我的汉堡包再给他们一份。
- By doing this, they may at times be helping to restore competition. 这样一来, 他在某些时候,有助于竞争的加强。
10 abetting
v.教唆（犯罪）( abet的现在分词 )；煽动；怂恿；支持
- On Earth, unknowingly abetting a criminal doesn't merit this kind of punishment. 在地球上，不知不觉地帮助罪犯并不构成这种惩罚。 来自电影对白
- "By aiding and abetting murder, the Taliban regime is committing murder." 援助和唆使谋杀的塔利班政权与杀人犯同罪。 来自互联网
11 hopped
跳上[下]( hop的过去式和过去分词 )； 单足蹦跳； 齐足（或双足）跳行； 摘葎草花
- He hopped onto a car and wanted to drive to town. 他跳上汽车想开向市区。
- He hopped into a car and drove to town. 他跳进汽车，向市区开去。
12 fumed
愤怒( fume的过去式和过去分词 )； 大怒； 发怒； 冒烟
- He fumed with rage because she did not appear. 因为她没出现，所以他大发雷霆。
- He fumed and fretted and did not know what was the matter. 他烦躁，气恼，不知是怎么回事。
13 fumbled
（笨拙地）摸索或处理（某事物）( fumble的过去式和过去分词 )； 乱摸，笨拙地弄； 使落下
- She fumbled in her pocket for a handkerchief. 她在她口袋里胡乱摸找手帕。
- He fumbled about in his pockets for the ticket. 他（瞎）摸着衣兜找票。
14 hoot
n.鸟叫声，汽车的喇叭声； v.使汽车鸣喇叭
- The sudden hoot of a whistle broke into my thoughts.突然响起的汽笛声打断了我的思路。
- In a string of shrill hoot of the horn sound,he quickly ran to her.在一串尖声鸣叫的喇叭声中，他快速地跑向她。
15 swerve
v.突然转向，背离；n．转向，弯曲，背离
- Nothing will swerve him from his aims.什么也不能使他改变目标。
- Her car swerved off the road into a 6ft high brick wall.她的车突然转向冲出了马路，撞向6英尺高的一面砖墙。
16 instinctively
adv.本能地
- As he leaned towards her she instinctively recoiled. 他向她靠近，她本能地往后缩。 来自《简明英汉词典》
- He knew instinctively where he would find her. 他本能地知道在哪儿能找到她。 来自《简明英汉词典》
17 dodged
v.闪躲( dodge的过去式和过去分词 )；回避
- He dodged cleverly when she threw her sabot at him. 她用木底鞋砸向他时，他机敏地闪开了。 来自《简明英汉词典》
- He dodged the book that I threw at him. 他躲开了我扔向他的书。 来自《简明英汉词典》
18 wailing
v.哭叫，哀号( wail的现在分词 )；沱
- A police car raced past with its siren wailing. 一辆警车鸣着警报器飞驰而过。
- The little girl was wailing miserably. 那小女孩难过得号啕大哭。
19 revving
v.（使）加速( rev的现在分词 )；（数量、活动等）激增；（使发动机）快速旋转；（使）活跃起来
- The team are revving up for next week's game. 这个队伍对下周的比赛跃跃欲试。 来自《简明英汉词典》
- Since the introduction of new techniques, the production has been revving up. 自从新技术的引进，产量一直都在增加。 来自互联网
20 skidded
v.（通常指车辆） 侧滑( skid的过去式和过去分词 )；打滑；滑行；（住在）贫民区
- The car skidded and hit a lamp post. 那辆汽车打滑撞上了路灯杆。
- The car skidded and overturned. 汽车打滑翻倒了。
21 tug
v.用力拖(或拉)；苦干；n.拖；苦干；拖船
- We need to tug the car round to the front.我们需要把那辆车拉到前面。
- The tug is towing three barges.那只拖船正拖着三只驳船。
22 cuffs
n.袖口( cuff的名词复数 )v.掌打，拳打( cuff的第三人称单数 )
- a collar and cuffs of white lace 带白色蕾丝花边的衣领和袖口
- The cuffs of his shirt were fraying. 他衬衣的袖口磨破了。
23 harry
vt.掠夺，蹂躏，使苦恼
- Today,people feel more hurried and harried.今天，人们感到更加忙碌和苦恼。
- Obama harried business by Healthcare Reform plan.奥巴马用医改掠夺了商界。
24 racing
n.竞赛，赛马；adj.竞赛用的，赛马用的
- I was watching the racing on television last night.昨晚我在电视上看赛马。
- The two racing drivers fenced for a chance to gain the lead.两个赛车手伺机竞相领先。