英语经典美文两篇

英语经典美文

英语经典美文两篇

For Love of Children 给孩子的爱

This slender volume opens with the story of Beniah, an infant

rescued by sanitation workers from the stack of garbage in which

he had been left to die. Without ever losing sight of Beniah and

the too many other derted children, the author, Sharon Emecz,

tells the story of the two homes for abandoned children, Happy

Life Kasarani and Happy Life Juja Farm, organized in the area of

Nairobi, Kenya. Developed more than a decade ago by two

indomitable couples, Sharon and Jim Powell from Delaware in the

USA, and Faith and Peter Kamau from Nairobi, the two ttings

provide the physical and emotional comforts that would

otherwi have been denied the 102 abandoned children now

living there, as well as having nurtured the many more who have

found adoptive homes. More than that even, the two homes have初中作文写人

literally saved the lives of all tho children. The book provides

detail of the structure and functioning of The Happy Life homes

allowing for an appreciation of their organization (as well as a

pattern for their replication), and provides as well brief portraits

of some of the children saved, of tho adults who have opted to

share a part of their lives with them whether through work or

volunteering, and the adoptive parents who have pledged to

share their homes and their love with the children who have

become their own. Ms. Emecz gives the reader a real n of the

spiritual journey she has undergone in traveling from London to

Nairobi, a journey she and her husband, Steve, now make at least

annually.

Three Days to See( 节选) 假如给我三天光明

All of us have read thrilling stories in which the hero had only

a limited and specified time to live. Sometimes it was as long as

a year, sometimes凝华现象 as short as 24 hours. But always we were

interested in discovering just how the doomed hero cho to

spend his last days or his last hours. I speak, of cour, of free

men who have a choice, not condemned criminals who sphere

of activities is strictly delimited.

Such stories t us thinking, wondering what we should do

under similar circumstances. What events, what experiences,

what associations should we crowd into tho last hours as

mortal beings, what regrets?

Sometimes I have thought it would be an excellent rule to

live each day as if we should die tomorrow. Such an attitude

would emphasize sharply the values of life. We should live each

day with gentleness, vigor and a keenness of appreciation which

are often lost when time stretches before us in the constant

panorama of more days and months and years to come. There

are tho, of cour, who would adopt the Epicurean motto of

“Eat, drink, and be merry”. But most people would be

chastened by the certainty of impending death.

In stories the doomed hero is usually saved at the last minute

by some stroke of fortune, but almost always his n of values

is change1787年宪法 d. He becomes more appreciative of t诸葛亮的人物特点 he meaning of life

and its permanent spiritual values. It has often been noted that

tho who live, or have lived, in the shadow of death bring a

mellow sweetness to everything they do.

Most of us, however, take life for granted. We know that one

day we must die, but usually we picture that day as far in the

future. When we are in buoyant health, death is all but

unimaginable. We ldom think社会保障卡怎么用 of it. The days stretch out in an

endless vista. So we go about our petty tasks, hardly aware of our

listless attitude toward life.

The same lethargy, I am afraid, characterizes the u of all

our faculties and ns. Only the deaf appreciate hearing, only

the blind realize the manifold blessings that lie in sight.

Particularly does this obrvation apply to tho who have lost

sight and hearing in adult life. But tho who have never suffered

impairment of sight or hearing ldom make the fullest u of

the blesd faculties. Their eyes and ears ta米酒下奶吗 ke in all sights and

sounds hazily, without concentration and with little appreciation.

It is the same old story of not being grateful for what we have

unti电烤箱做蛋糕 l we lo it, of not being conscious of health until we are ill.

I have often thought it would be a blessing if each human

being were stricken blind and deaf for a few days at some time

during his early adult life. Darkness would make him more

appreciative of sight; silence would teach him the joys of sound.