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2019年10月21日 15:00

  I used to be just like every other kids, I was a very mischievous1 and I looked the way other little girls looked. But slowly my face started to change and at the age of four I was diagnosed with a rare genetic condition called Cherubism2.
  As my face became more deformed3 I started to become withdrawn. Kids at school would call me "fat chin" and "chubby4 cheeks". When I"d walk down the street I would be stared at and taunted5. Adults weren"t thing! which made me feel small and worthless. My teenage years were very hard because it"s a time when you want to fit in with your school friends and be popular and like everyone else. But I didn"t fit in, so I was very unhappy and kept wishing my face would become normal.
  I loved reading. I used to spend hours in the school and local library reading books to escape from the bullying6. Bullies don"t tend to go to libraries, it"s far too intellectual for them! But because I was reading so much my English levels increased and I got two As in my English GCSEs7. At first I wanted to leave school and become a doctor/vet/teacher/air hostess/hairdresser/nurse like my friends, but when I was fourteen I decided that I really wanted to be a film director/writer/poet/actress/producer/journalist! So I left school and went to college and I"m now finishing a degree in animation8, media and society. These years spent hiding in libraries turned out to be very useful indeed!
  I"ve often had people say to me, "Is there anything they can do for your face so you can look normal? No? Oh, isn"t that awful? You poor thing!" But is it so awful? I spend years feeling unhappy because people were cruel to me. But I realize now that it"s not my face that is the problem but people"s prejudices9. We live in a society that says physical difference is bad and beauty is good. But this has resulted in disfigured10 and disabled people like me being treated like secondclass citizens because our bodies are different and we are seen as less than human.
  My face is very different, and some would say it was ugly. But I"m proud to have it. It"s influenced me and made me stronger. I"m no angel(my childhood tendency towards mischief remains) but I think I"m okay. I learnt at a very young age that people can be cruel and ignorant and that the world is a very difficult place to live in when you have a disability or disfigurement. Perhaps I was too young to learn this. But I think having this face has taught me one of the most important things that a person can learn, that it"s okay to be different, even great to be different and that diversity is what makes life so special.
  ①mischievous adj.恶作剧的,淘气的
  ②cherubism n.颌骨增大症
  ③deformed adj.不成形的,丑陋的,残废的
  ④chubby adj.圆胖的,丰满的
  ⑤taunt vt.嘲弄,奚落
  ⑥bully vt. 威吓,威逼n.欺凌弱小者
  ⑦GCSE(abbr.):General Certificate of Secondary Education普通中等教育证书
  ⑧animation n.动画
  ⑨prejudice n.偏见,成见,损害,侵害
  ⑩disfigure vt.损毁……的外形,使变丑

  This is a story that happened in 17th century Europe. Tulips were introduced into Holland before the 17th century but it did not take long for the flowers to gain popularity among the upper classes. Flowers of such beauty and rarity soon became symbols of power and prestige and the rich tried their utmost to lay their hands on some to display in their gardens. When more people learned of the prices that the rich were willing to pay for tulips, they knew they just found a "get-rich-quick" gold mine.
  By 1634, the whole country was so fascinated by tulips that all other activities almost came to a stop. People were trading in tulips and even buying and selling un-sprouted flowers. It was similar to the futures market today, where traders are buying and selling crude oil or cotton which they will never see. It was documented that one rare bulb fetched a price equivalent to ten tons of cheese. As the tulip trades increased, regular marts were set up on the Stock Exchange of Amsterdam and other towns. That happened in the year 1636 when mania was reaching its peak.
  Like all speculative bubbles, many made a fortune in the beginning. As the prices moved in one direction, you only needed to buy low and sell high, buy high and sell higher. After the initial gains, confidence rose and many sold away their assets in order to invest more money in tulips, hoping to make more money. The temptation was so great that those who were watching from the sidelines also rushed to the tulip-marts. People often said in jest that one should sell stocks when housewives were talking about stocks in the market. Mass participation was a sign that the market had peaked. At that time, everyone thought that the high demand for tulips would continue forever and prices could only go up because more and more people from all over the world would start to like tulips. This was similar to the early nineties when China opened up its economy. If a listed company announced its intention to enter the Chinese market, its stock price rose because the profit potential was limitless if every single Chinese bought its product.
  When the prices of tulips reached such an exorbitant level, few people bought them for planting in their gardens. The real demand for the flowers was exaggerated by people who were buying them for speculation, not appreciation. The bubble finally burst in 1637. For some unknown reasons maybe a group of people suddenly realised the madness tulips failed to command the usual inflated prices in a gathering. Word spread and the market crashed. As in all asset bubbles, it took time to propel prices to such outlandish levels, but it only took a single pierce to burst the bubble. When confidence was destroyed, it could not be recovered and prices kept falling until they were one-tenth of those set during the peak. Soon the nobles became poor and the rich became paupers. Cries of distress resounded everywhere in Holland.
  Why do investment professionals like to bring up this story that happened centuries ago? This is because greed is part of human nature and short memory is an investor trait, we just never seem to learn from past mistakes. Recently, many have pointed to the American investors" craze over Internet stocks as another "tulipmania". Whether these are really "Internet tulips" remain to be seen. However there are tell-tale signs that the buying is overdone.
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  Zeng Zi was one of Confucius" students. Once, Zeng Zi"s wife was going shopping. Because the child was crying loudly, she promised the child that she would kill their pig to treat him after she returned home. After she returned, Zeng Zi captured to butcher the pig. His wife stopped him, saying " I was kidding the child." Zeng zi said: "There is no kidding with the children, because they know little and they usually imitate their parents and follow their instructions. If you cheat them, it is the same as teaching them to cheat the others." So Zeng Zi killed the pig, because he knew that sincerity and keeping one"s words are the essentials of conducting oneself. If he broke his words, he might keep his pig, but he would leave a unforgettable shadow in his child"s heart.

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  As a little boy, there was nothing I liked better than Sunday aftemoons at my grandfather"s farm in western Pennsylvania. Surrounded by miles of winding stonewalls, the house and barn provided endless hours of fun for a city kid like me. I was used to parlors neat as a pin that seemed to whisper, "Not to be touched!"
  I can still remember one afternoon when I was eight years old. Since my first visit to the farm, I"d wanted more than anything to be allowed to climb the stonewalls surrounding the property. My parents would never approve. The walls were old; some stones were missing, others loose and crumbling. Still, my yearning to scramble across those walls grew so strong. One spring afternoon, I summoned all my courage and entered the living room, where the adults had gathered after dinner.
  "I, uh, I want to climb the stonewalls," I said hesitantly. Everyone looked up. "Can I climb the stonewalls?" Instantly a chorus went up from the women in the room. "Heavens, no!" they cried in dismay. "You"ll hurt yourself!" I wasn"t too disappointed; the response was just as I"d expected. But before I could leave the room, I was stopped by my grandfather" s booming voice. "Hold on just a minute," I heard him say, "Let the boy climb the stonewalls. He has to learn to do things for himself."
  "Scoot," he said to me with a wink, "and come and see me when you get back." For the next two and a half hours I climbed those old walls and had the time of my life. Later I met with my grandfather to tell him about my adventure. I"ll never forget what he said. "Fred," he said, grinning, "you made this day a special day just by being yourself. Always remember, there"s only one person in this whole world like you, and I like you exactly as you are."
  Many years have passed since then, and today I host the television program Mister Rogers" Neighborhood, seen by millions of children throughout America. There have been changes over the years, but one thing remains the same: my message to children at the end of almost every visit, "There"s only one person in this whole world like you, and people can like you exactly as you are."
  1 neat as a pin极为整洁
  2 property n.房产;地产;房地产
  3 crumbling adj.倒塌的
  4 scramble vi. 攀登;爬上;登上
  5 summon vt.鼓起;奋起;使出
  6 chorus n. 一齐;齐声;异口同声说的话
  7 dismay n. 沮丧;灰心
  8 booming adj. 发出低沉声音的
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