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Thirty years ago golf legend Gary Player, now 72, won his third and last Masters tournament in Augusta, Georgia. Yesterday, a second golfer from South Africa won the Masters. “Finally!” said Gary, proudly.Sunday, April 13, was cool and very windy. Only nine of the 45 golfers managed to shoot par or better. Trevor Immelman, 28, struggled throughout the day. But he managed to maintain his lead, finally beating Tiger Woods by three strokes. Tiger finished in second place for the third year in a row.Trevor was PGA Rookie of the Year in 2006. But since 2006 he had won only one PGA tournament. He missed the first two months of the 2008 golf season after surgeons removed a benign tumor on his diaphragm. The tumor, coincidentally, was the size of a golf ball. Trevor played poorly in the tournaments he entered after recovering from the surgery.In the Houston tournament just one week before the Masters, Trevor missed the cut. In professional golf tournaments, the cut occurs after the first 36 holes. Half the golfers—the ones with the worst scores—are dropped from the tournament. They earn no money.In Britain, where bookies always post the odds for the Masters, Trevor was a long shot. But anyone who bet on him before Thursday would have won 0 on Sunday. In two weeks, Trevor had gone from worst to first—from failing to win a dime in Texas to wearing the prized green jacket in Georgia (and .35 million). When asked what contributed most to his victory, Trevor said it wouldn’t have been possible without his parents’ loving support during his years as a junior golfer. Article/201108/150641。

Jim went to the thrift shop. He wasn’t looking for anything in particular. He liked to go there just to browse. A big sign on the front door said OPEN. The shop was closed on Sunday and Monday. The rest of the week, it opened at 10 a.m. and closed at 2 p.m.Two women worked inside. They rang up sales and put the items into plastic bags for the customers to carry out. At the back of the shop was a big room where another lady worked. She sorted the new donations and put price tags on them. At the end of each day, she would bring the new donations out to the main part of the shop.Everyone who worked at the thrift shop was a volunteer. The only "payment" they received was that they had the opportunity to see, and buy, any items in the shop before the customers did.When Jim entered, the lady at the register told him hello. He smiled and said hello. She knew Jim because he was a regular customer.Jim said, "What’s new?"She laughed and said that nothing was ever new at a thrift shop. "It’s always old and it’s always used," she smiled.Jim looked at the watches in the glass case. He saw one that he liked."Could I look at that one?" he asked. Article/201103/129768。

About 25 years ago, I worked as an orderly on the overnight shift in a South Carolina hospital to put myself through school. The building we were in at the time was one of those WPA jobs from the Roosevelt era, and even though it was small and somewhat outmoded, it had been the only place for emergency services in our county for more than 40 years. But at the time this incident I’m writing about happened, a new, state-of-the-art hospital had just been finished a few miles down the highway, and while we weren’t completely out of the picture, a lot of our services, including the emergency room, had been shifted to that site.  Like I say, I was working my way through school at the time, and my shift generally ran weeknights from 10:00 p.m. to 6:00 a.m. There wasn’t a whole lot to do after midnight, so sometimes after the shift supervisor had run out of creative ideas for make-work, and assuming our remaining patients were quiet and settled in for the night, she’d let me “relax” with my schoolwork in the employee lounge during the quiet of the wee hours.   The lounge was right next to the second floor nurses’ station. Article/200903/63889。

He wanted the garden for his farm,he wanted money,he wanted you.But your mother said no.In the end,you wanted to kill your mother;and you did kill her.Your mother went downstairs to see the dogs and you put the sleeping tablets in her hot milk.Later,you put the empty bottle in Diane#39;s bag.他想要花园当他的农场,他想要钱,他也想得到你。可你母亲不同意。最后,你想杀了你母亲;;然后你真的杀了她。你母亲下楼去看,然后你把安眠药放在她的热牛奶里。随后,你把空瓶子放进黛安娜的包里。;Jackie stood up.Her eyes were dark and afraid.#39;You don#39;t understand!she cried.#39;Mother gave me nothing;all those years.I wanted to be happy;to be with Tom.That#39;s all.I love Tom,and he loves me.But Mother said no.Always no.#39;Then she began to cry.Nobody looked at her.杰基站起来,她黑黑的眼睛带着恐惧。;你们不知道!;她大声道。;母亲什么也没给我;;这么多年了。我想要幸福;;和汤姆一起,就这些。我爱汤姆,他也爱我。可母亲不同意,总是不同意。;然后她开始哭,没人理睬她。Jackie left the house in a police car.Inspector Walsh watched and then walked slowly to his car.He felt tired and hungry.He stopped and looked back at the house.杰基走出房子上了警车。沃尔什探长注视着她,然后慢慢走向他的车。他觉得又累又饿。他停下来回头看着那所房子。#39;Well,#39;he said to Sergeant Foster,#39;in the end,they go the money:Albert,Roger,Diane.They#39;re all rich now.But are they going to be happy?#39;;好了,;他对福斯特警官说,;最后,他们得到了钱:艾伯特,罗杰,黛安娜。他们现在都富有了。可他们会快乐吗?;He got into the car.#39;Let#39;s go,#39;he said.#39;I#39;m hungry;need a sandwich.#39;他上了小车。;咱们走吧,;他说。;我饿了,我需要块三明治。; Article/201203/175269。

“So, does your dad know you’ve got the car?” said Harry, guessing the answer.“那你们把车开出来,你爸爸知道吗?”其实哈利已经猜到了实情。“Er, no,” said Ron, “he had to work tonight.“哦,不知道,”罗恩说,“他今晚加班。Hopefully we’ll be able to get it back in the garage without Mum noticing we flew it.”但愿我们能悄悄把车开进车库,不让我妈妈发现。”“What does your dad do at the Ministry of Magic, anyway?”“你爸爸在魔法部做什么工作?”“He works in the most boring department,” said Ron.“他在一个最无聊的部门,”罗恩说,“The Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office.”“禁止滥用麻瓜物品司。”“The what?”“什么?”“It’s all to do with bewitching things that are Muggle-made, you know, in case they end up back in a Muggle shop or house.“就是禁止对麻瓜制造的东西施用魔法,怕它们万一又回到麻瓜的商店或家里。Like, last year, some old witch died and her tea set was sold to an antiques shop.就像去年,有一个老巫婆死了,她的茶具被卖到一个古董店,This Muggle woman bought it, took it home, and tried to serve her friends tea in it.一位女麻瓜买下了这套茶具,回家请朋友喝茶,It was a nightmare — Dad was working overtime for weeks.”真是一场噩梦——爸爸连着加了好几个星期的班。”“What happened?”“怎么回事?”“The teapot went berserk and squirted boiling tea all over the place and one man ended up in the hospital with the sugar tongs clamped to his nose.“茶壶突然发起疯来,滚烫的茶水四处乱喷,一个男的住进了医院,夹方糖的钳子钳住了他的鼻子。Dad was going frantic — it’s only him and an old warlock called Perkins in the office — and they had to do Memory Charms and all sorts of stuff to cover it up —”爸爸忙得不可开交,司里只有他和一个叫珀金斯的老巫师。他们不得不用遗忘魔咒和各种办法来把它掩盖过去……”“But your dad — this car —”“可你爸爸……这车子……”Fred laughed. “Yeah, Dad’s crazy about everything to do with Muggles; our shed’s full of Muggle stuff.弗雷德笑了。“是啊,爸爸迷上了和麻瓜有关的一切,我们的棚里堆满了麻瓜的东西。He takes it apart, puts spells on it, and puts it back together again.他把它们拆开,施上魔法,再重新组装起来。If he raided our house he’d have to put himself under arrest.如果他到我家抄查,他只好逮捕自己。It drives Mum mad.”妈妈为这都快急疯了。”“That’s the main road,” said George, peering down through the windshield.“那是大路,”乔治透过挡风玻璃望着下面,说道,“We’ll be there in ten minutes. . . . Just as well, it’s getting light. . . .”“我们十分钟就能到那儿……还好,天快亮了……” /201205/184790。

Why Stay in Bed? 早起的虫儿被鸟吃?Some people are night owls; some are early birds. You probably know which one you are, but did you know that there may be a biological reason why some people are out of bed at dawn while others prefer to burn the midnight oil? One German scientist believes that people’s internal body clocks are set by their genes, and cannot be changed. That means some people will reach their mental and physical peak later in the day than others. If they are forced to work against their natural inner clock, they are unlikely to be able to do their best. This could even lead to health problems for them. The scientist says society should accept the fact that these two fundamentally different types of humans exist. He thinks that people who need to stay in bed longer in the morning should not be accused of laziness because of their genetic disposition.一些人是夜猫子;一些人则是早起的鸟儿。也许你知道你是哪种人,但是你可知道也许是生物的原因,一些人破晓时分就起床,一些人则喜欢挑灯夜战?一位德国科学家认为人体内部的生物钟是由他们的基因决定的,而且无法改变。那就意味着有些人在一天中到达心理和生理巅峰的时间会比其他人晚。如果他们被迫违反他们体内正常的生物钟,他们就不可能有最好的表现,这甚至还可能引发健康问题。这名科学家表示社会各界应该接受这两种截然不同的人同时存在的事实。他认为早上赖床的人不应该因遗传天性而被指控为懒惰。 Article/200803/28869。

Room 13-0313号房间 03  Anderson thanked the clerk and went back to The Golden Lion. He wanted to ask the landlord about room number13, but the landlord was busy.  Anderson went upstairs and stopped outside the door of number 13. He heard someone inside the room. The person was walking around and talking in a strange voice.  Anderson went to his own room. He decided that number 12 was too small. He decided to ask the landlord for a large room. Also, he was angry because his suitcase was missing. It had been on a table beside the wall. Both the table and the suitcase had disappeared. Perhaps the landlord had moved the suitcase to a store-room. Anderson wanted it back.  It was too late to call the landlord. Anderson went to the window and lit a cigarette.  He looked out of the window. There was a tall house on the opposite side of the street. The lamp was behind him. He saw his shadow on the wall of the house opposite. The person in room13 was also standing at the window. Anderson saw a second shadow on the wall of the house opposite.  This second shadow was strange. The person in room 13 was wearing a tall, pointed hat. Also, the light from room 13 was red. The light was the color of blood.  Anderson opened the window and put his head outside. He tried to see the person in the next room. He saw the sleeve of a long, white coat---that was all. The person in room 13 suddenly moved away from the window. The red light went out.  安得森先生谢过工作人员,回到金狮旅馆。他想问问旅馆老板关于13号房间的事,但他当时正忙。  于是安得森先生上楼,他在13号房间前驻足,他听见屋里有人,那人不停地走动说话,说话的声音很奇怪。   安得森先生回到自己房间,他觉得这个房间是在是太小了,他决定向旅馆老板换个大点的房间。他生气得发现自己的旅行箱也不见了。箱子原本是放在墙边桌子上的,现在桌子和箱子都不见了。“也许是旅馆老板把箱子搬到储藏室了。”安得森先生想去把箱子要回来。  但天已经很晚了,叫老板起来也不合适。于是,安得森先生走到窗边,点燃一根雪茄。  他看向窗外。街对面有一所很大的房子,由于油灯放在他的身后,所以他能看见自己映在对面墙上的影子。13号房间里的人也站在窗边,所以安得森先生在对面的墙上又看到了另一个影子。  另一个影子有点奇怪。13号房间的人戴着一顶高高的带尖顶的帽子,而且那个房间发出的光的颜色是一种如血般的红色。  安得森先生推开窗户,伸出头去。他努力想看清楚隔壁房间的人。但他只看到一件长长的白色大衣的袖子,隔壁房间那人突然从窗户边离开,红光也消失了。 Article/200811/57131。

I just bought 20 acres of nice land and we got it for very cheap. The Old man wouldn't tell us why it was so cheap; he just shook his head and said, "Please don't ask". So we took it on upon ourselves to find out.   We went to the local library and looked through the old newspapers. And then we came across a story that made our skin crawl. It Read:  "Local Teenagers found dead in woods of a 20 acre plot".  The paper was dated 1942. My girlfriend and I went on to that apparently two girls were swimming in one of the large ponds there is on the land and one of the girls (we will call her Lauren) got caught up in the net that Jamie's father was using to drag the pond of any catfish. Well Jamie tried to get Lauren untangled from the net but it was too late. Lauren had drowned. Heartbroken that her drunken father had not heard her screaming Jamie walked into the woods leaned against a tree and shot her in the head.  No one could understand why Jamie did this, but as investigations later proved, the two girls were lovers.   我以非常低的价钱买了一块20英亩大的很好的土地。卖地的那个老人不愿告诉我们如此低价卖掉这块地的原因,他只是摇摇头,说:“请不要问我。”因此,我们打算自己来一探究竟。  我们到当地的图书馆去查阅旧报纸,有一则故事让我们毛骨悚然,故事的标题是:“一块20 英亩大的土地的树林中发现两位本地少年死尸。”  报纸是1942年的。我和女朋友接着往下读,事情大概是这样的:两个女孩在本地的一个池塘里游泳,其中的一个女孩(我们且叫她劳兰)被洁米(另一个女孩)父亲放在池塘里用来捕鲶鱼的网缠住,洁米想替劳兰把网解开,但已经来不及了,劳兰已经被溺死。而洁米的爸爸喝醉了,没有听到女儿的尖叫声,心碎的洁米便上岸来到树林里,她靠在一棵树上,举自尽了。  没人知道洁米为什么这么做,但随着调查的深入,明这两个女孩子是一对恋人。 Article/200810/52258。

The giant sat back down on the sofa, which sagged under his weight, and began taking all sorts of things out of the pockets of his coat: a copper kettle, a squashy package of sausages, a poker, a teapot, several chipped mugs, and a bottle of some amber liquid that he took a swig from before starting to make tea. Soon the hut was full of the sound and smell of sizzling sausage. Nobody said a thing while the giant was working, but as he slid the first six fat, juicy, slightly burnt sausages from the poker, Dudley fidgeted a little. Uncle Vernon said sharply, ;Don#39;t touch anything he gives you, Dudley.;巨人一屁股坐在沙发上,结果把沙发给坐塌了。巨人开始把外套里的东西一件件往外掏:一个铜茶壶,一包压扁了的火腿肠,一根拨火律,又一个茶壶,几只有裂口的大杯子和一瓶琥珀状的液体,在泡茶之前他喝了一大口瓶子里的液体。接着整个房间都弥漫着烤火腿肠的香味。巨人在烤火腿肠的时候大家都一言不发,可是当他把一根又大又多汁,微微有些烧焦的火腿肠从火堆上取下来时,达力开始坐不住了。可是弗农姨父严厉地说:;不要碰他给你的任何东西,达德里。;The giant chuckled darkly.;Yer great puddin#39; of a son don#39; need fattenin#39; anymore, Dursley, don#39; worry.;巨人呵呵地笑起来。 ;你的肥仔儿子不能够再长膘了,德思礼,不用担心,我不会给他的。;He passed the sausages to Harry, who was so hungry he had never tasted anything so wonderful, but he still couldn#39;t take his eyes off the giant. Finally, as nobody seemed about to explain anything, he said, ;I#39;m sorry, but I still don#39;t really know who you are.;The giant took a gulp of tea and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.他把火腿肠递给哈利。哈利真是饿坏了,他觉得从来没有吃过这么好吃的东西,他一面吃一面盯着巨人看。最后,他见没人发问,于是自己问了:;对不起!我真的很想知道你是谁。;巨人喝了一大口茶,然后用手背抹了抹嘴。;Call me Hagrid,; he said, ;everyone does. Anrsquo; like I told yeh, I#39;m Keeper of Keys at Hogwarts ; yeh#39;ll know all about Hogwarts, orsquo; course.;Er ; no,; said Harry.;叫我海格就行了。;他说,;每个人都是这样叫的。我已经跟你说过了,我是霍格沃茨的守卫;;你会知道关于霍格沃茨的所有事情的,我向你保。;;喔,我不知道。;哈利说。Hagrid looked shocked.海格看上去很吃惊。;Sorry,; Harry said quickly.;对不起。;哈利很快地说。;Sorry ?; barked Hagrid, turning to stare at the Dursleys, who shrank back into the shadows. ;It#39;s them as should be sorry! I knew yeh weren#39;t gettin#39; yer letters but I never thought yeh wouldn#39;t even know aboursquo; Hogwarts, fer cryin#39; out loud! Did yeh never wonder where yer parents learned it all?;;All what?; asked Harry.;对不起?;海格大叫道,转过身去看着已经缩成一团的德思礼一家。;应该说对不起的是他们!我知道你没收到我的信,但是我万万没有想到你连霍格沃茨都不知道!难道你从来没有想过你父母是从哪里学会这些东西的?;;学会什么?;哈利问道。;ALL WHAT?; Hagrid thundered. ;Now wait jus#39; one second!;;学会什么?;海格烦躁起来,;你等一下。;He had leapt to his feet. In his anger he seemed to fill the whole hut. The Dursleys were cowering against the wall.他跳了起来,他气得简直要把整个房子都掀了。德思礼一家哆嗦着靠着墙站着。;Do you mean ter tell me,; he growled at the Dursleys, ;that this boy ; this boy! ; knows nothin#39; abou#39; ; about ANYTHING?;;你们是不是要告诉我,;他对德思礼一家咆哮着,;这个男孩;;这个男孩!;;对整件事;;一无所知?!;Harry thought this was going a bit far. He had been to school, after all, and his marks weren#39;t bad.哈利觉得事情有点过火了。他上过学,毕竟他的成绩不差。;I know some things,; he said. ;I can, you know, do math and stuff.;;我知道一些,;他说,;我可以算数。;。