研究生英语听说教程2

23UnitTwoHomeandTravelHomeandTravelPreparingtoRead1.Whatisahome?Hereisalistofdefinitionsofhome.Workinsmallgroupsanddiscussthedefinitions.Doyouagreewithanyofthem?Canyougiveamorecompletedefinitionofhome?Homeis________________________________________________________________________.1)aplacewhichprovidesyouashelter2)aplacewhereyouliveandspendmuchofyourtime3)aplacewhereyourparentslive4)aplacewhereyouandyourownfamilylive5)aplacewhichoffersyouaffection,securityandcomfort6)aplacewhereyouwerebornandspentyourchildhood7)aplacewhereyourcentralfocusisonpeopleandthingsyoulove8)aplacewhichyouownandwhereyoucandowhateveryoulike2.Drawapictureofthehouseyouregardasyourhome.Tellyourclassmateswhereitis.Describesomedetailsofit,includingitssize,shape,andcolor.Explainwhyyoucallityourhome.UnitTwo24新视角研究生英语读说写2Text1234HomeandTravelbyMargaretMeadPeopleneedhomes:childrenassumetheirparents’placeashome;boarderscallschool‘home’onweekdays;marriedcouplesworktogethertobuildnewhomes….Sohowaboutpeoplewhohavetotravelforextendedperiodsoftime?Cantheyhavetherighttoahome?HereyouwillreadapassagewrittenbyMargaretMead,anAmericananthropologist,author,lecturer,andoneofthemostinfluentialfemalethinkersinsocialsciences，andlearnherunderstandingofhome.Duringherlifetime,Meadhadtraveledtheworldextensively,livingformonthstoyearsatatimeineightdifferentcultures,documenting,comparingandstudyingvanishingindigenous(当地的)cultures.Isherunderstandingofhomeanydifferentfromyours?ThisarticleistakenfromMead’smemoirBlackberryWinter(1972).Formanypeople,movingisonekindofthingandtravelissomethingverydifferent.Travelmeansgoingawayfromhomeandstayingawayfromhome;itisanantidotetothehumdrumactivitiesofeverydaylife,apreludetoaholidayoneisentitledtoenjoyaftermonthsofdullness.Movingmeansbreakingupahome,sadlyorjoyfullybreakingwiththepast;ahappyventureorahardship,somethingtobeenduredwithgoodorillgrace.Forme,movingandstayingathome,travelingandarriving,areallofapiece.TheworldisfullofhomesinwhichIhavelivedforaday,amonth,ayear,or,muchlonger.HowmuchIcareaboutahomeisnotmeasuredbythelengthoftimeIhavelivedthere.Onenightinaroomwithaleapingfiremaymeanmoretomethanmanymonthsinaroomwithoutafireplace,aroominwhichmylifehasbeenpacedlessexcitingly.FromthetimeIcanfirstremember,Iknewthatwehadnotalwayslivedwherewewerelivingthen—inHammonton,NewJersey,wherewehadmovedsothatMothercouldworkonherdoctoralthesis.IknewthatIhadspentmyfirstsummerataresortcalledLavallette,aplaceIdidnotvisitagainuntilIwasseventeen,theretohavetheonlyauthenticattackofhomesicknessIhaveeverhad,broughtonbythesoundofthepoundingsurf.IknewalsothatwehadlivedonSt.Markssquare,Philadelphia,becausethenextwinterwelivednearSt.MarksSquareandstillknewpeoplewholivedthere.EverywinterwewenttoliveinornearPhiladelphiasothatFatherwouldnothavetotraveltoofarorstayinthecityonthenightsthathelecturedattheUniversity1.FromthetimeIwassevenyearsold,wewentsomewhereforthe1theUniversity:herereferstotheUniversityofPennsylvania.25UnitTwoHomeandTravel689107summer,too.Sowemovedfourtimesayear,becauseforthefallandspringwereturnedtothehouseinHammonton.Alltheotherhouseswerestrange—housesthathadtobemadeourownasquicklyaspossiblesothattheynolongerwouldbestrange.Thisdidnotmeanthattheywerefrightening,butonlythatwehadtolearnabouteverynookandcorner,forotherwiseitwashardtoplayhide-and-go-seek.Assoonaswearrived,Iranaheadtofindaroomformyselfasfarawayaspossiblefromeveryoneelse,preferablyatthetopofthehousewhereIwouldalwaysbewarnedbyfootstepsthatsomeonewascoming.Afterthat,untilweweresettledin,Iwasbusyexploring,makingmyownthenewdomain.Later,whenIwasaboutfourteen,Iwasinchargeofunpacking,gettingbedsmade,foodintheicebox,andthelampsfilledandlitbeforenightfall.Thenextstepwastoexploretheneighborhood.Ihadtofindoutwhatotherchildrenlivednearbyandwhethertherewerewoods,wildflowers,tangles,orjungles—anyhiddenspotthatcouldbeturnedintoaminiatureprimevalforestwherelifecouldbequicklyshapedtoanimaginaryworld.InHammontonwehadfivewholeacres,agoodpartofwhichwassecondgrowthbush,studdedwithblueberries,whichthelittleItalianchildrenwhowereourneighborspickedandsoldbacktous.InLansdowneandSwarthmoretherewerebitsofwoodlot.ButinPhiladelphiatherewasnothing,onlystonewallsofdifferentheightsonwhichtowalk.Nothing,exceptforthewinterwhenwelivedattheedgeoftheparknearthezoo.Howeverfarawaywemovedandhoweveroften,wealwayscamehomeagaintoHammontonandthefamiliarandlovedthingsthatweretoofragiletotakewithus—althoughMotherwasverypermissiveaboutallowingustocarryalongalltheobjectseachofuswanted.InHammontontherewasthesameblueberrythicketinwhichtowanderalongoldpathsandmakenewones,thesamesurrey,whichwehiredfromtheliverystable2,andthesamedoorwhichwasneveropened—aseconddooronthefrontporchwhichwasusedonlyononeoccasion,onthenighttheneighborspoundedonittotellusthatourchimneyhadcaughtfire.Therewasthegreattreefromwhichahornets’nestblewdowninastorm.Ihadbeendancinginthewindwhenitblewdownand,stilldancing,plungedmyhandsintoit.IcanstillrememberthewindbutnotthestingswithwhichIwassaidtohavebeencovered.Therewerethetallevergreenarborvitaethatdividedthelawnint