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2009年6月25日星期四
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2009年6月11日星期四
The Five Chinese Brothers
The Five Chinese Brothers
By: Claire Huchet Bishop, 1938.
Once upon a time there were five Chinese Brothers and they all looked exactly alike. They lived with their mother in a little house not far from the sea.
The first Chinese brother could swallow the sea. The second Chinese brother had an iron neck. The third Chinese brother could stretch and stretch and stretch his legs. The fourth Chinese brother could not be burned. The fifth Chinese brother could hold his breath indefinitely.
Every morning the first Chinese brother could go fishing, and whatever the weather, he would come back to the village with beautiful and rare fish which he had caught and could sell at the market for a very good price.
One day, as he was leaving the market place, a little boy stopped him and asked him if he could go fishing with him.
“No, it could not be done,” said the first Chinese brother.
But the little boy begged and begged and finally the first Chinese brother consented. “Under one condition,” said he, “and that is that you shall obey me promptly.”
“Yes, yes,” the little boy promised.
Early the next morning, the first Chinese brother and the little boy went down to the beach. “Remember, “said the first Chinese brother, “you must obey me promptly. When I make a sign for you to come back, you must come at once.” “Yes, yes,” the little boy promised.
Then the first Chinese brother swallowed the sea. And all the fish were left high and dry at the bottom of the sea. And all the treasures of the sea lay uncovered.
The little boy was delighted. He ran here and there stuffing his pockets with strange pebbles, extraordinary shells and fantastic algae.
Near the shore the first Chinese brother gathered some fish while he kept holding the sea in his mouth. Presently he grew tired. It is very hard to hold the sea. So he made a sign with his hand for the little boy to come back. The little boy saw him but paid no attention.
The first Chinese brother made great movements with his arms that meant “Come back!” But did the little boy care? Not a bit and he ran further away.
Then the first Chinese brother felt the sea swelling inside him and he made desperate gestures to call the little boy back. But the little boy made faces at him and fled as fast as he could.
The first Chinese brother held the sea until he thought he was going to burst. All of a sudden the sea forced its way out of his mouth, went back to its bed . . . and the little boy disappeared.
When the first Chinese brother returned to the village alone, he was arrested, put in prison, tried and condemned to have his head cut off. On the morning of the execution he said to the judge: “Your Honor, will you allow me to go and bid my mother good-bye?” “It is only fair,” said the judge.
So the first Chinese brother went home . . . and the second Chinese brother came back in his place. All the people were assembled on the village square to witness the execution. The executioner took his sword and struck a mighty blow. But the second Chinese brother got up and smiled. He was the one with the iron neck and they simply could not cut his head off.
Everybody was angry and they decided that he should be drowned. On the morning of the execution, the second Chinese brother said to the judge: “Your Honor, will you allow me to go and bid my mother good-bye?” “It is only fair,” said the judge.
So the second Chinese brother went home . . . and the third Chinese brother came back in his place. He was pushed on a boat which made for the open sea. When they were far out on the ocean, the third Chinese brother was thrown overboard. But he began to stretch and stretch and stretch his legs, way down to the bottom of the sea, and all the time his smiling face was bobbing up and down on the crest of the waves. He simply could not be drowned.
Everybody was very angry, and they all decided that he should be burned. On the morning of the execution, the third Chinese brother said to the judge: “Your Honor, will you allow me to go and bid my mother good-bye?” “It is only fair,” said the judge.
So the third Chinese brother went home . . . and the fourth Chinese brother came back in his place. He was tied up to a stake. Fire was set to it and all the people stood around watching it. In the midst of the flames they heard him say: “This is quite pleasant.” “Bring some more wood,” the people cried. The fire roared higher.
“Now it is quite comfortable,” said the fourth Chinese brother, for he was the one who could not be burned. Everybody was getting more and more angry every minute and they all decided to smother him. On the morning of the execution, the fourth Chinese brother said to the judge: “Your Honor, will you allow me to go and bid my mother good-bye?” “It is only fair,” said the judge.
So the fourth Chinese brother went home . . . and the fifth Chinese brother came back in his place. A large brick oven had been built on the village square and it had been all stuffed with whipped cream. The fifth Chinese brother was shoveled into the oven, right in the middle of the cream, the door was shut tight, and everybody sat around and waited.
They were not going to be tricked again! So they stayed there all night and even a little after dawn, just to make sure. Then they opened the door and pulled him out. And he shook himself and said, “My! That was a good sleep!”
Everybody stared open-mouthed and round-eyed. But the judge stepped forward and said, “We have tried to get rid of you in every possible way and somehow it cannot be done. It must be that you are innocent.”
“Yes, yes,” shouted all the people. So they let him go and he went home.
And the five Chinese brothers and their mother all lived together happily for many years.
By: Claire Huchet Bishop, 1938.
Once upon a time there were five Chinese Brothers and they all looked exactly alike. They lived with their mother in a little house not far from the sea.
The first Chinese brother could swallow the sea. The second Chinese brother had an iron neck. The third Chinese brother could stretch and stretch and stretch his legs. The fourth Chinese brother could not be burned. The fifth Chinese brother could hold his breath indefinitely.
Every morning the first Chinese brother could go fishing, and whatever the weather, he would come back to the village with beautiful and rare fish which he had caught and could sell at the market for a very good price.
One day, as he was leaving the market place, a little boy stopped him and asked him if he could go fishing with him.
“No, it could not be done,” said the first Chinese brother.
But the little boy begged and begged and finally the first Chinese brother consented. “Under one condition,” said he, “and that is that you shall obey me promptly.”
“Yes, yes,” the little boy promised.
Early the next morning, the first Chinese brother and the little boy went down to the beach. “Remember, “said the first Chinese brother, “you must obey me promptly. When I make a sign for you to come back, you must come at once.” “Yes, yes,” the little boy promised.
Then the first Chinese brother swallowed the sea. And all the fish were left high and dry at the bottom of the sea. And all the treasures of the sea lay uncovered.
The little boy was delighted. He ran here and there stuffing his pockets with strange pebbles, extraordinary shells and fantastic algae.
Near the shore the first Chinese brother gathered some fish while he kept holding the sea in his mouth. Presently he grew tired. It is very hard to hold the sea. So he made a sign with his hand for the little boy to come back. The little boy saw him but paid no attention.
The first Chinese brother made great movements with his arms that meant “Come back!” But did the little boy care? Not a bit and he ran further away.
Then the first Chinese brother felt the sea swelling inside him and he made desperate gestures to call the little boy back. But the little boy made faces at him and fled as fast as he could.
The first Chinese brother held the sea until he thought he was going to burst. All of a sudden the sea forced its way out of his mouth, went back to its bed . . . and the little boy disappeared.
When the first Chinese brother returned to the village alone, he was arrested, put in prison, tried and condemned to have his head cut off. On the morning of the execution he said to the judge: “Your Honor, will you allow me to go and bid my mother good-bye?” “It is only fair,” said the judge.
So the first Chinese brother went home . . . and the second Chinese brother came back in his place. All the people were assembled on the village square to witness the execution. The executioner took his sword and struck a mighty blow. But the second Chinese brother got up and smiled. He was the one with the iron neck and they simply could not cut his head off.
Everybody was angry and they decided that he should be drowned. On the morning of the execution, the second Chinese brother said to the judge: “Your Honor, will you allow me to go and bid my mother good-bye?” “It is only fair,” said the judge.
So the second Chinese brother went home . . . and the third Chinese brother came back in his place. He was pushed on a boat which made for the open sea. When they were far out on the ocean, the third Chinese brother was thrown overboard. But he began to stretch and stretch and stretch his legs, way down to the bottom of the sea, and all the time his smiling face was bobbing up and down on the crest of the waves. He simply could not be drowned.
Everybody was very angry, and they all decided that he should be burned. On the morning of the execution, the third Chinese brother said to the judge: “Your Honor, will you allow me to go and bid my mother good-bye?” “It is only fair,” said the judge.
So the third Chinese brother went home . . . and the fourth Chinese brother came back in his place. He was tied up to a stake. Fire was set to it and all the people stood around watching it. In the midst of the flames they heard him say: “This is quite pleasant.” “Bring some more wood,” the people cried. The fire roared higher.
“Now it is quite comfortable,” said the fourth Chinese brother, for he was the one who could not be burned. Everybody was getting more and more angry every minute and they all decided to smother him. On the morning of the execution, the fourth Chinese brother said to the judge: “Your Honor, will you allow me to go and bid my mother good-bye?” “It is only fair,” said the judge.
So the fourth Chinese brother went home . . . and the fifth Chinese brother came back in his place. A large brick oven had been built on the village square and it had been all stuffed with whipped cream. The fifth Chinese brother was shoveled into the oven, right in the middle of the cream, the door was shut tight, and everybody sat around and waited.
They were not going to be tricked again! So they stayed there all night and even a little after dawn, just to make sure. Then they opened the door and pulled him out. And he shook himself and said, “My! That was a good sleep!”
Everybody stared open-mouthed and round-eyed. But the judge stepped forward and said, “We have tried to get rid of you in every possible way and somehow it cannot be done. It must be that you are innocent.”
“Yes, yes,” shouted all the people. So they let him go and he went home.
And the five Chinese brothers and their mother all lived together happily for many years.
Some favourite to share~^^
藍色生死戀---宋承憲 & 宋慧喬 "Reason"
Nice Song ~n touch~
Kiss - Because I'M A Girls
Long time didn't see this~
still funny n can make me laugh~
超强唱K疯丫头1
Wonder Girls V.S. Wonder Baby
Thailand Song:Lydia-Wang Laeo Chuai Tho Klap
Nice Song ~n touch~
Kiss - Because I'M A Girls
Long time didn't see this~
still funny n can make me laugh~
超强唱K疯丫头1
Wonder Girls V.S. Wonder Baby
Thailand Song:Lydia-Wang Laeo Chuai Tho Klap
2009年6月9日星期二
Flowchart
Interactive flowchart
Synopsis
Mark Phythian, lecturer in Electrical Engineering, uses an interactive flowchart to help his students design computer programs.
Description
Mark designed the microFlowCharter, a flowchart program developed with the use of Shockwave Flash that helps computer engineering students design and write a computer program. It provides a structured approach to the different decision-making processes involved, and is colour-coded for ease of use. The flowchart can be printed or the program exported to a text file.
Target audience
The microFlowCharter was designed for second year students of ELE 2303 (Embedded Systems Design). This course has 50-60 external and about 40 internal students.
Learning goals and objectives
Students on this course can feel overwhelmed by the huge number of commands that can be used in programming, and this flowchart program is designed to facilitate and streamline the process. Students use drag-and-drop tools to structure the program from flowchart symbols and then select from a sub-set of commands appropriate to each part of the program. The aim is to provide a self-guided tool that enables students to write programs for a microprocessor more effectively.
Roles
Mark designed the model and the program was built by Ken Morton of Multimedia and Web Development Services. Students aren’t obliged to use this tool but it is encouraged.
Results
The tool does what Mark hoped it would do and the students find it very helpful. Because of this success, Mark is currently considering whether to introduce it to the preceding first year course.
Problems and advice for others
Putting it together took time and effort from Mark and from Ken. Ken was helpful in telling Mark what was possible and what wasn’t, as well as in overcoming technical hurdles.
General recommendations
Mark would encourage more staff to use Flash in similar learning situations. He’d also like to see the development of a suite of applications that would simplify the task for lecturers who aren’t so familiar with the technologies. For example, he’d like to see a range of java-based applets, representations and animations available to use in an ‘off the shelf’ way.
Mark suggests that it’s a good idea to consider the learning styles of the students in particular disciplines. In Engineering, for example, Mark finds that many of the students learn best when taught with kinaesthetic or visual materials, and he tries to use different tools to cater to different styles of learning
Folktales , Myth , Legend
Milk bottles
retold by
S. E. Schlosser
She was just another poor, bedraggled woman, struggling to feed her family. He saw them all the time, their faces careworn, and blank. The Depression had created hundreds of them. He was one of the lucky ones who still had his grocery and money coming in to feed his family. She came one day to his shop, carrying two empty milk bottles, and wordlessly placed them on the counter in front of him. He took the empties and replaced them with full bottles, saying: "Ten cents, please." She did not reply. She just took the bottles and left the shop. He might have gone after her to demand his money, or called the police, but he did neither. Her need was in her face, and he always felt a little guilty at being one of the lucky ones with money and a job. She was probably one of the migrant workers, he decided. She was back the next day with two empty milk bottles. He replaced them with full bottles and watched as she hurried out the door. She looked so worried that he wondered if she had a job at all. If she came back, he would offer her a part-time position cleaning the store. She came again the next morning, and exchanged her empty bottles for full without saying a word. He tried to talk to her, to ask if she wanted a job, but she practically ran from the store with the milk. Her urgency worried him. He followed, wondering what he could do to help. To his surprise, she headed away from the migrant camp outside of town. She went instead to the graveyard by the river. As he watched, she hurried up to a stone marker and then disappeared into the ground. He rubbed his eyes in disbelief. Then he heard the muffled cry of a baby. It was coming from the ground underneath the stone marker where the woman had disappeared! He ran back to the store and phoned the police. Within minutes, the graveyard was swarming with people, and the workers started digging up the grave. When the casket was opened, the store owner saw the woman who had visited his store lying dead within it. In her arms, she held a small baby and two full milk bottles. The baby was still alive.
The White Lady
retold by
S. E. Schlosser
After death, the mother's spirit returned to continue the search for her child. People say that on foggy nights, the White Lady rises from the small Durand Lake which faces Lake Ontario. She is accompanied by her dogs and together they roam through the Durand Eastman park, still searching for her missing daughter.
The White Lady is not a friendly spirit. She dislikes men and often seeks vengeance against the males visiting the park on her daughter's behalf . There have been reports of the White Lady chasing men into the lake, shaking their cars, and making their lives miserable until they leave the park. She has never touched any females accompanying these unfortunate fellows.
Why Dogs Chase Cats
retold by
S. E. Schlosser
Once long ago, Dog was married to Cat. They were happy together, but every night when Dog came home from work, Cat said she was too sick to make him dinner. Dog was patient with this talk for a while, but he soon got mighty tired of fixing dinner for them both after a hard day's work. After all, Cat just stayed home all day long.
One day, Dog told Cat he was going to work, but instead he hid in the cupboard and watched Cat to see if she really was sick. As soon as Cat thought Dog had left, she started playing games with Kitten. They laughed and ran about. Cat wasn't the least bit sick.
Dog jumped out of the cupboard. When Cat saw him, she stuck a marble in her cheek and told Dog she had a toothache. Dog got so mad at her he started chasing her around and around the house.
Dogs have been chasing Cats ever since.
2009年6月4日星期四
Pixel Icons
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