初級(jí)口語(yǔ)教程Lesson9 Stop Eating Fried Potatoes

Lesson 9 Text A Stop Eating Fried Potatoes Mrs Jenkins went to her doctor one day, because her heart was giving her trouble.
The doctor listened to her heart carefully and did a few other things. Then he said, Well, Mrs Jenkins, stop smoking, and then you'll soon be quite all right again.
But doctor, answered Mrs Jenkins quickly, I've never smoked. I don't like smoking.
Oh, well, said the doctor, then don't drink any more alcohol.
But I don't drink alcohol, answered Mrs Jenkins at once.
Stop drinking tea and coffee then, the doctor said to her.
I only drink water, answered Mrs Jenkins. I don't like tea or coffee.
The doctor thought for a few seconds and then said,
Well,. . . er. . . do you like fried potatoes?
Yes, I like them very much, answered Mrs Jenkins.
All right, then stop eating those, said the doctor as he got up to say goodbye to Mrs Jenkins. 　
Text B Keep Him in Bed MRS WELSH: Get up, Peter. It's late.
PETER: I can't get up , Mom. I'm ill.
MRS WELSH: What's the matter with you?
PETER: I have a headache and a bad stomachache.
MRS WELSH: You have a fever too. I'm going to call Dr Dawes. Don't get out of bed.
PETER: Oh, I can't get out of bed. I'm too ill.
MRS WELSH: Operator, give me Spring 3-2546, please. Hello, this is Mrs Welsh. Is Dr Dawes
there? Thank you. I'll wait. . . Dr Dawes, this is Mrs Welsh. Can you come to
the house , please?
DR DAWES: Who's ill?
MRS WELSH: Peter, my son.
DR DAWES: What's the matter with him?
MRS WELSH: I don't know. He has a headache, a bad stomachache and a fever.
DR DAWES: Keep him in bed.Where do you live?
MRS WELSH: We live at 44 Washington Avenue.
DR DAWES: All right, Mrs Welsh, I'll be there soon.
MRS WELSH: Thank you. Good-bye Dr Dawes. Quiestions on TextB 7. Read the following passage once. Underline the key words while reading and retell the story to your partner. Harry is looking at a man in the street. He is talking to Jack about the man. Harry: Who's that man with the black bag?
Jack: I can't see a man with a black bag.
Harry: He was standing at the door of that house a moment ago. Now he's walking down the
street.
Jack: Oh, that man. I don't know who he is. He's a stranger.
Harry: Look at the man who's running after him.
Jack: Yes. Perhaps the stranger is a thief.
Harry: I don't think so.
Jack: Wait a minute. I can recognise the man who's running after him. It's Mr Green.
Harry: Now I remember. Mr Green told me yesterday that his brother was coming.