英语必修3重大版The Scarecrow Who Wanted to Be a Man全文

英语必修3重大版The Scarecrow Who Wanted to Be a Man全文

Once there was a scarecrow who stood all summer long in Farmer Smith’s cornfield and waved this arms in the wind to scare away the crows. He did a good job of it, too. He kept those great, black birds from flying down out of the sky and eating the corn before it could grow.
But he was not very comfortable and not at al happy. Since he was tied to a fence post he could never lie down at night, nor go into the house to cool himself in the heat of the heat of the day. Neither could he look up and watch the white clouds sailing through the sky, for his slouch hat was pulled too far down on his forehead. Also he was very lonely standing by himself in the wide outdoors with no one to talk to but the birds that he frightened away and occasionally a cottontail rabbit that took a short-cut through the field.
Every day he watched the farmer and his hired man working in the fields. He saw them walk to and fro as they pleased, sowing or reaping. They did not have to stand still because they were not tied to posts. They laughed and called to each other. They were free to come and go as they pleased.
“How I should like to be a real man instead of a make-believe one!” thought the poor scarecrow, “How I should like to be free! Then I should give up this lonely life and go about making friends.”
Just then a ramp dressed in tattered clothes came by. He sat down to rest on a stone not far from the scarecrow.
“Oh, Mr. Vagabond!” cried the scarecrow. “I’m tired of being just an old coat stuffed with straw. I want to be real and friendly and feel like the men that work in the field.”
“Ah,” sighed the tramp, “There is only one thing that can make you a man, and that is money jingling in your pockets.”
“How do I get money to jingle in my pocket?” asked the scarecrow.
“That is something I can’t tell you.” signed the tramp. “I don’t know how to get it myself, not without working for it.”
“You mean you have no money in your own pockets?” asked the scarecrow.
The tramp shook his head.
“But surely you are a man.” said the scarecrow in surprise.
“No, I am only half a man.” And the tramp walked away handing his head in shame.
“How can I get money in my pockets?” wondered the scarecrow. “ I have worked hard, but still I have no money.”
Just then the farmer’s boy came by. The scarecrow tried to speak to him, but the boy was speaking to himself so that he did not hear. He was saying over and over to himself, “Where shall I hide it? Where shall I hide it? I have the money for our school picnic. I want to go down to the stream to swim and I want to hide the money where no one could possibly find.”
Then he looked up and seeing the scarecrow, said, “I know. I’ll hide it in your pockets, old fellow!” So he thrust a handful of money into the scarecrow’s pockets and ran toward the stream where the boys were calling.
The scarecrow had not heard all the boy said because he had not talked very loud, but the scarecrow thought ht was being paid for his many days of labor in the field.
He jingled the money happily. “Now I am a man.” He cried, and he felt his back stiffen so that he could climb down from the fence post.
Off he went toward the town singing a happy song. But when he got to town, no one would speak to him. People passed him by without so much as a “How-do-you-do.” They did not even seem to see him.
The scarecrow was very sad. “Perhaps it’s my clothes.” he said, “I had better get some new ones.” So he went into a store and bought a new suit and a new hat. They were very becoming and he was proud to walk out onto the street all dressed up in his Sunday best. But still no one paid a bit of attention to him.
“I’m afraid money doesn’t make a man.” sighed the scarecrow.
Just then, a little girl ran out into the street. She ran right in front of an automobile. She would have been run over if the scarecrow had not rush out into the street after her. He picked her up just in time and carried her to the sidewalk in safety.
The people on the street who seen the scarecrow risk his own life to save the child, began to cheer. The mother of the little girl came running out of her house with tears streaming down her cheeks and thanked him.
All at once the scarecrow felt warm and glowing inside. He looked down at his hands and feet and saw they were of flesh and blood. He heard the rowed say, “It takes a brave heart to make a man.”
从前有一个稻草人谁站在整个夏天都在史密斯的玉米地,挥了挥手这场军备在风中吓跑了这个乌鸦.他工作做得很好,真是太好了.他一直不停地从那些伟大的,黑色的鸟飞下来的天空,吃着玉米,才能够成长.
但是他并没有很舒适,而不是在艾尔快乐.自从他拴在一栅栏职位,他绝不可能晚上就寝,也走进了那所房子冷却自己在酷热的炎热的一天.他抬头,也不能看白云帆船穿越天空,因为他弯腰驼背的帽子被太远重重地压在他的前额上.他也是很孤独的自己一个人站着在这广阔的户外,没有人可以交谈但鸟儿,他吓跑了,偶尔cottontail兔子把一条近路通过现场.
他每天看着农夫和他雇了人在田里工作.他看见他们在房间里来回走着,因为他们高兴,播种和收割的.他们没有静止了,因为他们没有被拴在柱子.他们笑了,还说到每一个人.他们可以自由来了又去,因为他们感到高兴.”
“我多么想成为一个真正的人,而不是一个虚构的一个!”的思想这个可怜的稻草人,“我多麽希望获得自由!那我应该放弃这个孤独的生活,去拍的朋友.”
就在这时,一个斜坡,穿着破烂的衣服经过.他坐下来休息在石头上的不远处一个稻草人.
“噢,先生,流浪!”哭了稻草人.“我厌倦了被只是旧衣服上塞满了稻草.我想成为真正的和友好的男人,而且感觉像在实地工作.”
“啊,”、“流浪汉叹了口气说只有一件事能让你一个人,那就是在你的口袋里的钱叮当声.”
“那我怎么才能拿到钱叮当声在我口袋里!”说着稻草人.
“这事我不能告诉你的.”签署了流浪汉.“我不知道如何去做我自己,而不是不努力.”
“你的意思是说你没有钱在自己的口袋?”说着稻草人.
流浪汉摇了摇头.
“但是你实在是一个人.”说在稻草人的惊喜.
“不,我只是半个男人”.这个流浪汉离去递给他的头羞耻的事.
“我如何才能找到我口袋里的钱?”好奇的稻草人.“我已经工作很辛苦,但我仍然没钱."
这时农夫的男孩经过.竖立着稻草人想跟他说话,但是男孩是在问自己,以便他从来没有听到过.他在说一遍又一遍地对自己,“我把它藏在哪儿?我把它藏在哪儿?我有金钱为我们学校郊游.我想往下走到小溪里游泳,我想把钱藏在那里没有人可能找到的.”
然后,他抬起头来,看到的稻草人,说:“我知道.我会把它藏在你的口袋,老家伙!”于是他把一把钱塞进口袋,稻草人的跑向溪里,男孩子们纷纷打电话.
竖立着稻草人未曾听见的、在所有孩子说的话,因为他没有聊得很大声,但是稻草人想ht被支付了他很多天的劳动在田地里的时候.
他愉快地叮当作响的钱.“现在我是一个男人.”他喊道,他觉得他的背僵化了,以便能从篱笆上爬下来的岗位.
于是,他向镇上去唱一首快乐的歌.但当他到达城镇时,没有人愿意和他说话了.人过了他没有那么多为“How-do-you-do.“他们没有甚至似乎看见了他.
竖立着稻草人非常伤心.“那也许是我的衣服.”他说,“我最好赶快了一些新的东西.”于是他去到一个物品的商店,买了一套新衣服和一顶新帽子.他们很适合和他自豪地走出去到街上都穿上盛装在他的最好的衣服了.还是没人来支付一点听他的.
“我恐怕金钱并不能使人.叹了口气:“稻草人”.
就在这时,一个小女孩跑到街上.她跑就在前面的一辆汽车.她会一直跑过.如果“稻草人”没有冲到街上追她.他把她和她的进行及时的人行道上的安全.
大街上的人谁见过他自己的生活的稻草人风险去救那小孩,就开始欢呼起来.这小女孩的母亲跑过来赶出她的房子和泪珠从脸颊滑落,感谢他.
所有一次“稻草人”而感到温暖和发光里面.他低头看着自己的手和脚,看到他们的血和肉.他听到这个划说,“将会花一个勇敢的心使一个男人.”