關於少兒英語故事朗誦

　　小學英語故事課教學,教師既要充分利用現有教材,又要勇於創新地使用,讓我們懷揣一顆童心,努力展現故事的魅力,做個會講故事的人。本文是關於少兒英語故事，希望對大家有幫助!

　　關於少兒英語故事篇一

　　An Open House

　　Edith wasn’t getting any help from anyone. She had just taken the state realty exam, which was alengthy multiple-choice exam in downtown Los Angeles. The testing room in the government building was freezing. As she hunched up shivering, she looked around and saw others feeling equally cold. Why couldn’t these people let us know beforehand to bring jackets, she wondered.

　　After getting the news that she had passed the test, she signed up with a realty company. They told her how much money she would owe them each month, and wished her good luck. Other than that, they weren’t much help or encouragement. They told her how to have open houses on weekends. She had to carry big signs in her car and place them in the neighborhood around the open house. The signs were not always easy to push into the ground, nor did they always stay upright. To make matters worse, one Saturday evening she discovered that all of her signs had been stolen! Her realty company told her not to worry—they would just add the cost of replacing the signs to hermonthly bill.

　　After she had asked him many times, her husband finally accompanied her to an open house. They ended up spending eight hours together with each other that Sunday. Only a dozen house-hunters showed up all day. She tried to engage Edgar in conversation, but all he wanted to do was read the newspaper. After he helped her pick up all the signs, he told her that was the last time he was going to help her on an open house. She asked why. He said he didn’t want to talk about it. Edith wondered how long her realty “career” was going to last.

　　關於少兒英語故事篇二

　　A Tiger Change Stripes

　　Melissa had heard about Bill. He was a womanizer. He dated one woman after another, telling one lie after another. He was a pilot, a tiger trainer, a banker, a publisher, a tycoon, an investor, an adventurer, and on and on. He laughed about how easy it was to deceive women. Dress sharp and drive a luxury car, and they would follow you anywhere. Bill could get almost any woman he wanted. And then he discarded them like so many empty water bottles.

　　Although Bill owned a carpet-cleaning business that had five employees, he made most of his moneygambling. He went to Vegas at least six times a year, and played at a couple of casinos in the Los Angeles area regularly. Tonight he had invited himself to a monthly neighborhood pokergame. For most of the evening, Bill was rather quiet. He hadn’t said one unkind word about women, and he only briefly bragged about his poker skills. Melissa wondered if Bill had finally met a woman who had put him in his place. Meanwhile, he was winning every third hand.

　　Melissa decided to play one last hand, and then leave. She ended up with a wonderful hand—three nines and two aces. The betting was spirited, but eventually all the other players dropped out, except Bill. Bill made a final raise, and Melissa called. There was almost $200 in the pot, the biggest of the evening. Melissa was mentally shopping with the money ***much of it Bill’s!***. Bill, however, also had a full house—three tens and two deuces. Bill chuckled, “The best female poker player in the world couldn’t beat me, honey. What on earth were you thinking?”

　　關於少兒英語故事篇三

　　If You Really Love Me…

　　It was only a ’93 Lincoln, but he loved it. Not a ding on it. Only 75,000 miles, even though it was 14 years old. The leather seats were like new, as was the headliner. All the bells and whistles worked, including the cruise control and the power seats and mirrors. It even got 14 miles per gallon. What was not to love?

　　She hated it. She hated it because she thought he loved his car more than he loved her. “We can’t go anywhere because all you do is worry about what will happen to your car,” she complained. “The last time we went shopping, after an hour you stopped talking and listening to me. You had that long face. I knew what you were thinking about.”

　　“What was I thinking about?” he asked.

　　“You were thinking about your Lincoln!” She continued, “When we went out to the parking lot, you walked all around it to check for fresh dings. Then, when you saw none, you unlocked the car and got in. As usual, you didn’t open the door for me because you were so busy adjusting the airflow out of the dashboard vents.”

　　“I just do that to make you feel comfortable,” he said.

　　“If you really want to make me comfortable,” she said, “sell this car.”