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Unit 1 Love
After-Class Reading
PASSAGE I A Kiss for Kate
Proper Names
Chris
(男子名)克里斯
Kate
(女子名)凯特
Phyllis
(女子名)菲莉斯
New Words
await*
v. wait for something 等待
e.g. He is anxiously awaiting the result of the medical tests.
blond
adj. (男子)白肤金发碧眼的
bygone
adj. 过去的,逝去的
chat*
v. talk in a friendly informal way 闲聊,聊天
e.g. She spends hours on the phone chatting with her friends.
chin
n. 下巴
commodity*
n.
1) 商品
e.g. The country's most valuable commodities include diamonds and gold.
2) 有价值的东西
e.g. If you're going into teaching, energy is a necessary commodity.
confidentially
adv. 秘密地,悄悄地
conversation*
n. informal talk in which people exchange news, feelings, and thoughts (友好、随便的)谈话
e.g. I had an interesting conversation with the person who lives in the flat below us this morning.
dependent*
adj. needing someone or something 依靠的,依赖的
e.g. All life is dependent on the sun.
deprive*
v. take something away from someone 剥夺
e.g. He claimed that he had been deprived of his freedom.
devotion*
n. great love or loyalty 忠诚,热爱
e.g. She will be remembered for her selfless devotion to the cause.
dining*
n. 就餐
e.g. dining hall 餐厅 dining room 餐室 dining table 餐桌
floodgate
n. 泄水闸(门),防洪闸(门)
frail
adj. thin and weak 虚弱的,柔弱的
function*
v. work the way it is supposed to 正常工作,正常生活
e.g. The lungs function to supply the body with oxygen. 肺的作用是为全身提供氧气。
gaze*
v. look at someone or something for a long time 注视,凝视
e.g. Every day for a week Tina would sit gazing at the painting.
grip*
v. hold tightly 紧抓
e.g. The baby gripped my finger with her tiny hand.
impulsively
adv. acting suddenly, without thinking about it carefully first 冲动地
insecure*
adj. not feeling confident about oneself 不安全的
e.g. The situation in the village is still insecure, because of the number of guns held by the villagers.
lap*
n. the upper part of your legs when you are sitting down (人坐着时)腰以下到膝为止的大腿部
e.g. Come and sit on my lap and I'll read you a story.
lawn*
n. 草地,草坪
e.g. Put the chairs out on the lawn.
lounge*
n. 休息厅,休息室
e.g. All the family were sitting in the lounge watching television.
lover*
n. 情人
e.g. They were friends before they became lovers.
medication
n. 药物,药剂
melodious
adj. having a pleasant tune (音调、旋律)优美的,悦耳的
monopoly*
n. a power of control which is not shared by other people or group 垄断,垄断权,专利权
e.g. The country is determined to protect its tobacco monopoly.
motion*
n. the act, manner, or state of moving 移动
motionless
adj. not moving at all 一动不动的
e.g. The horse lay motionless on the ground, as if it were dead.
nightgown
n. 睡衣
observe*
v. see and notice something 观察
e.g. The role of scientists is to observe and describe the world, not to try to control it.
overnight*
adv. suddenly 突然间
e.g. She became a star overnight when she stepped in to play the leading role.
pamper
v. treat others kindly and do a lot for them in order to make them comfortable 溺爱,娇养
pat*
v. 轻拍
e.g. He patted my head lovingly.
pill
n. 药丸
e.g. My mother takes a lot of pills every morning.
policy*
n. 政策
e.g. The White House said that there will be no change in policy.
porch*
n. 门廊,阳台
e.g. The old church has a porch with a bench where you can sit if it's raining.
puzzled*
adj. confused and unable to understand something 迷惑的,困惑的
e.g. The students sat with puzzled expressions on their faces as their lecturer tried to explain the theory.
rail*
n. a bar that is fixed along or around something, especially to stop you from falling 栏杆
e.g. Hold onto the rail so that you don't fall.
recognition*
n. understanding and acceptance of a fact or situation 认出,意识到
e.g. The quick recognition of the disease is vital for effective treatment. 很快地诊断出疾病对有效的治疗是至关重要的。
reminisce
v. talk or think about pleasant events in the past 畅谈、追忆往事
restless*
adj. unable to keep still 焦躁不安的
e.g. She spent a restless night, turning with worry.
ritual*
n. something you do regularly and in the same way 老规矩
e.g. My father is in the kitchen conducting his morning ritual--reading the newspaper and drinking his coffee.
schedule*
n. 时间表,时刻表
e.g. We have planned our teaching schedule for the next six months.
scrapbook
n. a book with empty pages where you can stick newspaper articles, pictures, etc. 剪贴簿
shift*
v. move from one place or position to another 移动
e.g. She shifted her weight uneasily from one foot to the other.
slide*
v. (slid , slid) move smoothly over a surface 流淌,滑行
e.g. When I was little I used to like sliding on the polished floor in my socks. 我小时候喜欢穿着袜子在打过蜡的地板上滑行。
slipper
n. 拖鞋
staff*
n. the people who work for an organization (全体)职员,工作人员
e.g. I) The staff has been cut by a quarter over the past year.
II) The staff are not very happy about the latest pay increase.
stroll*
v. walk somewhere in a slow relaxed way 散步,漫步
e.g. We could stroll into town if you like.
surround*
v. be all around someone on every side 包围
e.g. Gavin sat at his desk, surrounded by books and papers.
tenderly*
adv. 温柔地
e.g. She stroked the cat tenderly behind the ears. 她温柔地抚摸着猫的耳朵后面。
throat*
n. 嗓子
tuck*
V. 塞(好),掖(好)
e.g. She tucked her favorite doll under her arm and went upstairs to bed.
watchful
adj. 戒备的,注意的
well
v. 涌出
wide-awake
adj. 完全醒着的
withdrawn
adj. very shy and quiet 孤独的,离群的
e.g. Following her son's death, she became quiet and withdrawn and rarely went out.
wrinkle*
v. 起皱纹
wrinkled
adj. 有皱纹的
e.g. She was an old woman with a wrinkled face.
A Kiss for Kate
Every afternoon when I came on duty as the evening nurse, I would walk the halls of the nursing home[1], pausing at each door to chat and observe. Often, Kate and Chris, their big scrapbooks in their laps, would be reminiscing over the photos. Proudly, Kate showed me pictures of bygone years: Chris—tall, blond, handsome; Kate pretty, dark-haired, laughing. Two young lovers smiling through the passing seasons. How lovely they looked now, sitting there, the light shining on their white heads, their time-wrinkled faces[2] smiling at the memories of the years, caught and held forever in the scrapbooks[3].
How little the young know of loving, I'd think. How foolish to think they have a monopoly on such a precious commodity. The old know what loving truly means; the young can only guess.
Kate and Chris were always together—in the dining room, the lounge, strolling around the big porches and lawns, always holding hands. As we staff members ate our evening meal, sometimes Kate and Chris would walk slowly by the dining-room doors. Then conversation would turn to a discussion of the couple's love and devotion, and what would happen when one of them died. We knew Chris was the strong one, and Kate was dependent upon him.
How would Kate function if Chris were to die first? We often wondered.
Bedtime followed a ritual[4]. When I brought the evening medication, Kate would be sitting in her chair, in nightgown and slippers, awaiting my arrival. Under the watchful eyes of Chris and myself, Kate would take her pill, then carefully Chris would help her from the chair to the bed and tuck the covers in around her frail body.
Observing this act of love, I would think for the thousandth time, good heavens [5], why don't nursing homes have double beds for married couples? All their lives they have slept together, but in a nursing home, they're expected to sleep in single beds. Overnight they're deprived of a comfort of a lifetime.
How very foolish such policies are, I would think as I watched Chris reach up and turn off the light above Kate's bed. Then tenderly he would bend, and they would kiss gently. Chris would pat her cheek, and both would smile. He would pull up the side rail[6] on her bed, and only then would he turn and accept his own medication. As I walked into the hall, I could hear Chris say, "Good night, Kate," and her returning voice, "Good-night, Chris," while the space of an entire room separated their two beds.
I had been off duty two days and when I returned, the first news I heard was, "Chris died yesterday morning."
"How?"
"A heart attack [7]. It happened quickly."
"How's Kate?"
"Bad."
I went into Kate's room. She sat in her chair, motionless, hands in her lap, staring. Taking her hands in mine, I said, "Kate, it's Phyllis."
Her eyes never shifted; she only stared. I placed my hand under her chin and slowly turned her head so she had to look at me.
"Kate, I just found out about Chris. I'm so sorry."
At the word "Chris", her eyes came back to life. She looked at me, puzzled, as though wondering how I had suddenly appeared. " Kate, it's me, Phyllis. I'm so sorry about Chris."
Recognition and sadness flooded her face. Tears welled up and slid down her cheeks. "Chris is gone," she whispered.
"I know," I said. "I know."
We pampered Kate for a while, letting her eat in her room, surrounding her with special attention. Then gradually the staff worked her back into the old schedule [8]. Often, as I went past her room, I would observe Kate sitting in her chair, scrapbooks on her lap, gazing sadly at pictures of Chris.
Bedtime was the worst part of the day for Kate. Although she was allowed to move from her bed to Chris's bed, and although the staff chatted and laughed with her as they tucked her in for the night, still Kate remained silent and sadly withdrawn. Passing her room an hour after she had been tucked in, I'd find her wide awake, staring at the ceiling.
The weeks passed, and bedtime wasn't any better. She seemed so restless, so insecure. Why? I wondered. Why this time of day more than the other hours[9]?
Then one night as I walked into her room, only to find the same wide-awake Kate, I said impulsively, "Kate, could it be you miss your good-night kiss?" Bending down, I kissed her wrinkled cheek.
It was as though I had opened the floodgates. Tears ran down her face; her hands gripped mine. "Chris always kissed me good-night," she cried.
"I know," I whispered.
" I miss him so, all those years he kissed me good-night. " She paused while I wiped the tears. " I just can't seem to go to sleep without his kiss."
She looked up at me, her eyes full of tears. "Oh, thank you for giving me a kiss."
A small smile turned up the corners of her mouth. "You know," she said confidentially, "Chris used to sing me a song."
"He did?"
"Yes,"—her white head nodded—"and I lie here at night and think about it."
"How did it go?"
Kate smiled, held my hand and cleared her throat. Then her voice, small with age but still melodious, lifted softly in song:
So kiss me, my sweet, and so let us part.
And when I grow too old to dream,
That kiss will live in my heart. (921 words)
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