名人成长故事大全精读Unit2课文-The-Fun-They-Had(新)

所谓的光辉岁月，并不是以后，闪耀的日子，而是无人问津时，你对梦想的偏执。
The Fun They Had
Isaac Asimov
Margie even wrote about it that night in her diary. On
the page headed May 17, 2157, she wrote,
found a real book!
It was a very old book. Margie's grandfather once said
that when he was a little boy his grandfather told him that
there was a time when all stories were printed on paper.
They turned the pages, which were yellow and crinkly,
and it was awfully funny to read words that stood still
instead of moving the way they were supposed to--on a
screen, you know. And then, when they turned back to the
page before, it had the same words on it that it had had
when they read it the first time.

through with the book, you just throw it away, I guess. Our
television screen must have had a million books on it and
it's good for plenty more. I wouldn't throw it away.
同是寒窗苦读，怎愿甘拜下风！
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所谓的光辉岁月，并不是以后，闪耀的日子，而是无人问津时，你对梦想的偏执。

seen as many telebooks as Tommy had. He was thirteen.
She said,

busy reading.
Margie was scornful.
school? I hate school.
Margie always hated school, but now she hated it more
than ever. The mechanical teacher had been giving her test
after test in geography and she had been doing worse and
worse until her mother had shaken her head sorrowfully
and sent for the County Inspector.
He was a round little man with a red face and a whole box
of tools with dials and wires. He smiled at Margie and gave
her an apple, then took the teacher apart. Margie had hoped
he wouldn't know how to put it together again, but he knew
how all right, and, after an hour or so, there it was again,
large and black and ugly, with a big screen on which all the
lessons were shown and the questions were asked. That
wasn't so bad. The part Margie hated most was the slot
同是寒窗苦读，怎愿甘拜下风！
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所谓的光辉岁月，并不是以后，闪耀的日子，而是无人问津时，你对梦想的偏执。
where she had to put homework and test papers. She
always had to write them out in a punch code they made
her learn when she was six years old, and the mechanical
teacher calculated the mark in no time.
The Inspector had smiled after he was finished and patted
Margie's head. He said to her mother,
girl's fault, Mrs. Jones. I think the geography sector was
geared a little too quick. Those things happen sometimes.
I've slowed it up to an average ten-year level. Actually, the
over-all pattern of her progress is quite satisfactory.
he patted Margie's head again.
Margie was disappointed. She had been hoping they would
take the teacher away altogether. They had once taken
Tommy's teacher away for nearly a month because the
history sector had blanked out completely.
So she said to Tommy,
school?
Tommy looked at her with very superior eyes.
not our kind of school, stupid. This is the old kind of school
that they had hundreds and hundreds of years ago.
同是寒窗苦读，怎愿甘拜下风！
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所谓的光辉岁月，并不是以后，闪耀的日子，而是无人问津时，你对梦想的偏执。
added loftily, pronouncing the word carefully,
Centuries ago.
Margie was hurt.
they had all that time ago.
shoulder for a while, then said,
teacher.

was a man.

homework and asked them questions.
enough.
teacher.
teacher.
Margie wasn't prepared to dispute that. She said,
wouldn't want a strange man in my house to teach me.
Tommy screamed with laughter.
Margie. The teachers didn't live in the house. They had a
special building and all the kids went there.
kids learned the same thing?
age.
同是寒窗苦读，怎愿甘拜下风！
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所谓的光辉岁月，并不是以后，闪耀的日子，而是无人问津时，你对梦想的偏执。

mind of each boy and girl it teaches and that each kid has to
be taught differently.

like it, you don't have to read the book.

wanted to read about those funny schools.
They weren't even half-finished when Margie's mother
called,
Mamma.

Tommy, too.
Margie said to Tommy,
with you after school?

the dusty old book tucked beneath his arm.
Margie went into the schoolroom. It was right next to her
bedroom, and the mechanical teacher was on and waiting
for her. It was always on at the same time every day except
同是寒窗苦读，怎愿甘拜下风！
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所谓的光辉岁月，并不是以后，闪耀的日子，而是无人问津时，你对梦想的偏执。
Saturday and Sunday, because her mother said little girls
learned better if they learned at regular hours.
The screen was lit up, and it said:
lesson is on the addition of proper fractions. Please insert
yesterday's homework in the proper slot.
Margie did so with a sigh. She was thinking about the old
schools they had when her grandfather's grandfather was a
little boy. All the kids from the whole neighborhood came,
laughing and shouting in the schoolyard, sitting together in
the schoolroom, going home together at the end of the day.
They learned the same things, so they could help one
another on the homework and talk about it.
And the teachers were people...
The mechanical teacher was flashing on the screen:
we add the fractions 12 and 14...
Margie was thinking about how the kids must have
loved it in the old days. She was thinking about the fun
they had.

同是寒窗苦读，怎愿甘拜下风！
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