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Of course, Africa is a continent full of catastrophes: 当然了,非洲大陆充满了灾难: There are immense ones, such as the horrific rapes in Congo and depressing ones, 有的灾难,比如刚果猖獗的强奸,是无比巨大的; such
I'm a storyteller. And I would like to tell you a few personal stories about what I like to call the danger of the single story. 我是个说书之人。在这里,我想和大家分享一些我本人的故事,一些关于所谓的单一故事的危
Drunk 醉酒 One day, a father and his little son were going home. At this age, the boy was interested in all kinds of things and was always asking questions. Now, he asked, What's the meaning of the word 'Drunk', dad? Well, my son, his father replie
The baby crawls on the floor. It stops. Then it crawls some more. Then it stops again. Mama looks at the baby. She picks up the baby. She carries the baby to the crib. She puts the baby in the crib. She puts a blanket on the baby. The baby falls asle
[00:17.80]Head On A Stick [00:24.90]木棍上的头颅 [00:36.64]The night was unbelievably quiet now, [00:39.76]need I say, dead quiet, [00:42.30]and she had the distinct impression [00:44.60]that she wasn't alone. [00:46.68]Not being able to see anything
[00:17.79]Head On A Stick [00:24.86]木棍上的头颅 [00:35.68]It was a slow drive down the newly chosen dirt road, [00:39.42]and the car headlights [00:40.37]did nothing to penetrate the thick black night [00:43.24]and scrub that surrounded them. [00:46
[00:13.00]The Presence Of My Brother [00:18.32]我哥哥的鬼魂 [00:32.70]She jumped into my bed [00:34.76]and I lay down on the little futon that I had in my room, [00:38.84]covered with blankets, curled up like a ball, scared to death. [00:44.53]After
Once upon a time, there was a farmer in the central region of China. He didn't have a lot of money and, instead of a tractor, he used an old horse to plow his field. One afternoon, while working in the field, the horse dropped dead. Everyone in the
Now the Special English program American Stories. Our story today is called The Luck of Roaring Camp. It was written by Bret Harte. Here is Henry Menro with our story. Roaring Camp was the noisiest gold mining town in California. More than one hundre
Caregivers on the Frontline of the AIDS Pandemic 艾滋病一线护理工作者的故事 In the war against HIV/AIDS, caregivers may have the most battle scars. Those scars are not readily seen becaus
[00:16.51]THEY NEVER LEAVE [00:22.71]他们永远都不会离开 [00:34.80]This story is very recent [00:38.01]but the history starts ten years ago [00:40.99]when my ex-husband and I started seeing each other. [00:45.82]We met through a couple I worked with.
[00:13.56]Room 13 [00:18.81]13号房间 [00:30.50]Viborg is a city in Denmark. [00:33.67]It is an old city, but it has only a few old buildings. [00:39.33]A great fire destroyed most of the old town in 1726. [00:45.32]Mr. Anderson was writing a book [00
[00:13.49]Room 13 [00:18.86]13号房间 [00:29.96]He heard someone moving inside the room. [00:33.23]I'm very sorry, he said [00:35.08]and went to the door of room number 12. [00:38.66]Perhaps the servants sleep in room 13, [00:42.62]Anderson thought. [
绿色环保必须着眼于当地-在TEDxMidwest系列演讲中,梅杰拉卡特尔给我们讲述了三个故事,告诉我们故事的主人公们如何在各自的当地拯救社区进而拯救地球。这被称为家园安全。
I know now that the man who sat with me on the old wooden stairs that hot summer night over thirty-five years ago was not a tall man. But to a five-year-old, he was a giant. We sat side by side, watching the sun go down behind the old Texaco service
As a teenager,I felt I was always letting people down. I was rebellious1 out-side,but I wanted to be liked inside. 当我还是个10几岁的少年的时候,觉得自己总是让人失望。从外表上看,我似乎很叛逆,但是在内心
Of course, she wasn't really my aunt and, out of fear, I never called her that to her face. I only referred to her as My Aunt Fannie because the name always made my father chuckle and gave my mother cause to look sternly at both of usat me for being
A group of graduates got together to visit their old university professor. 一群毕业生,各自在事业上都已有所建树,相约一起去看望他们年老的大学教授。 The conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work
February 17th, 1957, hiding out in the Cuban jungle, a small band of revolutionaries led by Fidel Castro contends with the constant threat of army ambushes and traitors in their mist. But thanks in part to Che Guevara's ruthlessness, the group is slo
9月不觉来临,又即将悄然逝去,他终于收到了另一封熟悉的来信。无疑是她的笔迹。邮戳标明寄自另一个遥远的城市。他撕开信封,最初还以为里面空无一物,随后才发现有一根从信封中飘落