SD冠军锦标赛｜美国藤校演讲与辩论赛中国选拔赛

Earlier in theday we had had a tussle over the words “m-u-g” and “w-a-t-e-r.” Miss Sullivan had tried toimpress it upon me that “m-u-g” is mug and that “w-a-t-e-r” is water, but I persisted inconfounding the two. In despair she had dropped the subject for the time, only to renew it atthe first opportunity. I became impatient a...

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We walked down the path to the well-house, attracted by the fragrance of the honeysucklewith which it was covered. Some one was drawing water and my teacher placed my hand underthe spout. As the cool stream gushed over one hand she spelled into the other the wordwater, first slowly, then rapidly. I stood still, my whole attention fixed upon the motions of herfingers. Sudden...

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The most important day I remember in all my life is the one on which my teacher, AnneMansfield Sullivan, came to me. I am filled with wonder when I consider the immeasurablecontrasts between the two lives which it connects. It was the third of March, 1887, threemonths before I was seven years old. 在我的一生中，最令我刻骨铭心的一天就是我的老师，安妮曼斯菲尔德苏立文的到来...

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I felt approaching footsteps. I stretched out my hand as I supposed to my mother. Some onetook it, and I was caught up and held close in the arms of her who had come to reveal allthings to me, and, more than all things else, to love me. 我感觉到了走近的脚步声，我伸出手，就像迎接母亲那样。有个人抓住了我的手，我被她紧紧地抱在怀中，她就是来向我揭示万事万物的人。事实上，比揭...

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