Morris said nothing. He took his hand out of his pocket.The White family watched carefully—and in the soldier's hand they saw something little and dirty.
'Well,what is it?'Mr White asked his friend.
'Look at it,' the soldier answered.'It's a little paw…a monkey's paw.'
'A monkey's paw!'Herbert said—and he laughed.'Why do you carry a monkey's paw in your pocket,Mr Morris?' he asked the old soldier.
“Well,you see,' Morris said,'this monkey's paw is magic!This monkey's paw can do strange and wonderful things. An old Indian gave the paw to one of my friends. My friend was a soldier too. This paw is magic because it can give three wishes to three people.'
'Wonderful!'Herbert said.
'Well, did your friend have three wishes?' Herbert asked the old soldier.
'Yes,'Morris answered quietly.'And his third and last wish was to die!'
Mr and Mrs White listened to the story and they felt afraid, but Herbert asked,'And did he die?'
'Yes, he did,' Morris said.' He had no family, so his things came to me when he died.
For a minute or two everybody was quiet, but then Herbert said,' And you, Mr Morris :did you have three wishes?'
'Yes, I did,' Morris answered.'I was young. I wanted many things—a fast car, money… 'Morris stopped for a minute and then he said with difficulty,'My wife and my young son died in an accident in the car. Without them I didn't want the money, so, in the end, I wished to lose it. But it was too late.My wife and my child were dead.'
Then Mr White said,'Why do you want the paw now?You don't need it. You can give it to someone.
Well, give it to me,' Mr White said.'Perhaps this time it…'
好
孙老师讲的太好了。全家都特喜欢孙老师的课。
太蹩脚了
讲的挺好的
第一次跟读,有些跟不上