一碗心灵鸡汤---Classroom

A: Hello, everyone. Welcome to today’s English Classroom. I’m~ First can you describe your ideal boyfriend to me? B: -- C: -- A: Haha, so we are going to talk something about love. Love is a valuable emotion that everyone is eager to get. Meanwhile, love is a difficult process and there will be trials and tribulations. We have already heard of many beautiful stories and today I want to bring an ordinary story to you. B: My father met my mother in a poker game. He said she was the best bluffer he'd ever seen.She sat with 5 men at a table under an elm tree that shaded them from the hot Kansas city sun. Her talent for subterfuge lay hidden behind her smile. She beat them all. My father couldn't take his eyes off her. It was her company's annual picnic, and he walked her home. The next week, from his home in Chicago. he sent her a post card: Remember me please because I’m calling you one of these days.-David. She still has that post card. I am not sure what made her save though he already had his heart set on her. She hadn't chosen him yet, at least not consciously. C: As my father often told us while we were growing up, it was blind luck that he was at the picnic that day. He was a salesman for a big electronics company and he was in town to meet with clients and happened to stop by the branch office that Saturday morning to make some calls. The telephone rang: it was the manager of a local radio station with whom my father had done some business,. "Dave! Glad you're town!' he said, and invited him to come right over to their annual picnic. My mother was a writer at that radio station. If my teacher hadn't stopped by the office that morning, he told us, or if he'd gotten there two minutes later... we shivered with a delicious horror at the opportunity, the life-our lives- -that would have been missed. My mother saw him when he was in town, but she dated another men, including a car salesman who entered our family lore. Soon after she met my father, the car salesman gave her a watch for her birthday. In those days the gift of a watch meant the relationship as moving towards an engagement. But she returned the watch, and one night a few months later. she woke her mother and told her she was going to marry Dave. A: A few months after the wedding, my father was transferred east. They settled in New York, in the house where I grow up. I was eight years old when l met my future husband. He was in high school, a friend of my brother's. I remember him only peripherally as I was much more interested in my brother's other friend-Francois, a Swiss exchange student, dark, mysterious, and polished. 15 years later the man I would eventually came back to town for Christmas and stopped by my parents' house to pick up my brother for an evening out. When he saw me in the next room, he yelled, "Who is that''" C: My brother looked at him strangely and said. 'It was Lisa.' He walked into the roots, reintroduced himself and pretended he didn't know how to wrap his Christmas gifts. 1 pretended to believe and helped. He came around a lot over the next few days. "I don't know who he 's interested in,"my mother told me, "you or your sister." I knew. But later that week I flew across the country to spend New Year's Eve with another man. Though I'd been chosen, I wasn't ready to admit it yet. If the timing had been different, the distance less daunting and my heart not already ,I could have ended up with that man whom I went off to visit. Or if not him, then with someone else. Sometimes I think about how time weeps us along and puts us in a certain place where we're faced with one option or another , by chance and by the choice we make, we leave behind whole other life. We could have lived it with different passions and joys, different problems and disappointments. B: My father could have missed that picnic. Or my mother could have picked the car salesman. She would have had another children and an entirely different future. Other times--particularly when I came home late to a sleeping house, my husband and daughter curled around each other after drifting off during the third reading of Jane Yolen's Owl Moon-I thank about the lives we would not have had if chances or choices had brought us to a different place. And I shiver, much the way I did as a child at the story of my father's near miss, at the thought that I might have missed this life, this man, this child, this love. A: Next it comes to several elegant statements. 1) I love you not because of who you are, but because of who I am when I am with you. 我爱你，不是因为你是一个怎样的人，而是因为我喜欢与你在一起时的感觉。 2) No man or woman is worth your tears, and the one who is, won't make you cry. 没有人值得你流泪，值得让你这么做的人不会让你哭泣。 3) The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside them knowing you can't have them. 失去某人，最糟糕的莫过于，他近在身旁，却犹如远在天边。 B: 4) Never frown, even when you are sad, because you never know who is falling in love with your smile. 纵然伤心，也不要愁眉不展，因为你不知是谁会爱上你的笑容。 5) To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world. 对于世界而言，你是一个人；但是对于某个人，你是他的整个世界。 6) Don't waste your time on a man/woman, who isn't willing to waste their time on you. 不要为那些不愿在你身上花费时间的人而浪费你的时间。 C: 7) Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to, doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have. 爱你的人如果没有按你所希望的方式来爱你，那并不代表他们没有全心全意地爱你。 8) Don't try so hard, the best things come when you least expect them to. 不要着急，最好的总会在最不经意的时候出现。 9) Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one, so that when we finally meet the person, we will know how to be grateful. 在遇到梦中人之前，上天也许会安排我们先遇到别的人；在我们终于遇见心仪的人时，便应当心存感激。 10) Don't cry because it is over, smile because it happened. 不要因为结束而哭泣，微笑吧，为你的曾经拥有。 A: So this is today’s English Classroom, and I hope everyone can find his true love~ See you~