疯狂英语2001

01 Gone With The Wind
(In John Wilkes‘ barbecue, Twelve Oaks.)
Ashely: Scarlett, who are you hiding from here? What are you up to? Why aren‘t you upstairs resting with the other girls? What is it, Scarlett, secret?
Scarlett: Ashley, Ashley, I love you.
Ashely: Scarlett.
Scarlett: I love you, I do.
Ashely: Well, isn‘t it enough that you‘ve gathered every other man‘s heart today? You‘ve always had mine, you cut your teeth one it.
Scarlett: Don‘t tease me now. Have I your heart, my darling? I love you. I love you.
Ashely: You mustn‘t say such things. You‘ll hate me for hearing.
Scarlett: I never hate you. I know you must care about me. Oh, you do care, don‘t you?
Ashely: Yes, I care. Oh, can‘t we go away and forget that we‘ve ever said these things?
Scarlett: How can we do that? Don‘t you, don‘t you want to marry me?
Ashely: I‘m going to marry Melanie.
Scarlett: But you care not her as you care for me.
Ashely: Oh, my dear. Why must you make me say things that will hurt you? How can I make you understand? You are so young and unthinking. You don‘t know what marriage means.
Scarlett: I know I love you. I want to be your wife. You don‘t love Melanie.
Ashely: She‘s like me, Scarlett. She‘s part of my blood. We understand each other.
Scarlett: But you love me.
Ashely: How could I help you loving you? You are all the passion for life that I lack. But that kind of love is not enough to make a successful marriage for two people who as different as we are.
Scarlett: Why don‘t you say you are a coward? You are afraid of marrying me. You‘d rather live with that little fool who can‘t open her mouth except to say “yes” or “no” and raise a 1)pastel of 2)mealy - 3)mouthed 4)brats just like her.
Ashely: You mustn‘t say things like that about Melanie.
Scarlett: Who are you to tell me I mustn‘t? You led me on. You make me believe you wanted to marry me.
Ashely: Scarlett, be fair. I never ask any time...
Scarlett: You did. It‘s true, you did. I‘ll hate you till I die. I can‘t think of any exact name to call you.
(Ashely leaves. Scarlett throws a vase to the wall in anger. The crashing of the vase startles Rhett. He rises up from the couch in a dark corner of the room.)
Rhett: Has the war started?
Scarlett: Sir, you should make your presence known.
Rhett: In the middle of that beautiful love scene? That wouldn‘t be very tactful, would it? But don‘t worry, your secret is safe with me.
Scarlett: Sir, you are no gentle-man.
Rhett: And you Miss are no lady. Don‘t think I‘ll hold that against you. Ladies have never held any charms for me.
Scarlett: But you take a low advantage over me, nearly insult me.
Rhett: I meant it as a compliment and I hope to see more of you when you are free of the spell of this elegant Mr. Wilkes. He doesn‘t strike me as half good enough for a girl of your... what was it? “Your passion for living”?
Scarlett: How dare you? You aren‘t fit to wipe his boots.
Rhett: Ha... You are going to hate him for the rest of your life. Ha...
02 Waterloo Bridge
Roy: Are you glad to see me again?
Myra: Yes.
Roy: I sense a reservation.
Myra: Well, I suppose there is one.
Roy: What? Why?
Myra: What‘s the good of it?
Roy: You‘re a strange girl, aren‘t you? What‘s the good of anything? What‘s the good of living?
Myra: That‘s a question too.
Roy: Oh, now wait a minute. I‘m not going to let you get away with that. The wonderful things about living is that, this sort of thing can happen. In the shadow of a death raid, I can meet you and feel more intensely alive than walking around in peacetime and taking my life for granted. I still don‘t get it, not quite.
Myra: What?
Roy: Your face. It‘s all youth, all beauty.
Myra: What is it you still don‘t get?
Roy: You know, when I left you this afternoon, I couldn‘t remember what you looked like, not for the life for me. I thought, was she pretty? Was she ugly? What was she like? I couldn‘t remember. I simply had to get to that theater tonight to see what she looked like.
Myra: Do you think you will remember me now?
Roy: I think so, I think so, for the rest of my life.
Myra: But what is it about me you still don‘t get?
Man: Ladies and gentlemen, we now come to the last dance of the evening. I hope you enjoy the farewell waltz.
Roy: I‘ll tell you later. Let‘s dance now.
Myra: What does it mean, these candles?
Roy: You‘ll find out.
03 The Sound of Music
(One sunny afternoon, Maria took the children to the environs.)
Louisa: Fraulein Maria, can we do this every day?
Maira: Don‘t you think you‘re going to get tired of it, Louisa?
Louisa: I suppose so. Every other day?
Kurt: I haven‘t had so much fun since the day I put glue on Fraulein Josehpine‘s toothbrush.
Maira: I can‘t understand how children as nice as you could manage to play such awful tricks on people.
Louisa: Oh, it‘s easy.
Maira: But why do it?
Louisa: For how else can we get father‘s attention?
Bargitta: Yes.
Maira: Oh, I see. Well, we have to think about that one. All right, everybody, over here!
Children: What are we going to do?
Maira: Let‘s think of something to sing to the 1)baroness when she comes.
Louisa: Father doesn‘t like us to sing.
Maira: Well, perhaps we can change his mind. Now what songs do you know?
Frederick: We don‘t know any songs.
Maira: Not any?
Louisa: We don‘t even know how to sing.
Bargitta: No.
Maira: Well, let‘s not lose any time. You must learn.
Bargitta: But how?
Maira: Let‘s start at the very beginning, a very good place to start. When you read, you begin with ABC, when you sing, you begin with Do, Re, Me. Do, Re, Me, the first three notes just happen to be Do, Re, Me. Do, Re, Me, Fa, So, La, Ti. (Oh, let‘s see if I can make it easier.) Doe, a deer, a female deer. Ray, a drop of golden sun. Me, a name I call myself. Far, a long long way to run. Sew, a needle pulling thread. La, a note to follow Sew. Tea, a drink with jam and bread. That‘ll bring us back to Doe...
04 The Wizard of Oz
(Dorothy kills the bad witch by accident.)
Glinda: Are you a good witch or a bad witch?
Dorothy: Who, me? I‘m not a witch at all. I‘m Dorothy Gale from Kansas.
Glinda: Oh. Well, is that the witch?
Dorothy: Who, Toto? Toto is my dog.
Glinda: I‘m a little 1)muddled. The Munchkins called me, because a new witch has just dropped a house on the Wicked Witch of the East. And there‘s the house, and here you are, and that‘s all that‘s left of the Wicked Witch of the East. And so, what the Munchkins want to know is - are you a good witch or a bad witch?
Dorothy: Oh, but I‘ve already told you, I‘m not a witch at all. Witches are old and ugly. What was that?
Glinda: The Munchkins. They‘re laughing because I am a witch. I‘m Glinda, the Witch of the North.
Dorothy: You are? I beg your pardon, but I‘ve never heard of a beautiful witch before.
Glinda: Only bad witches are ugly. The Munchkins are happy because you have freed them from the Wicked Witch of the East.
Dorothy: Oh, but if you please, what are Munchkins?
Glinda: The little people who live in this land. It‘s Muchkinland, and you are their national heroine, my dear. (To the Munchkins) It‘s all right. You may all come out and thank her.
Munchkins: We thank you very sweetly for doing it so neatly.
Munchkins: You‘ve killed her so completely. That we thank you very sweetly.
Glinda: Let the joyous news be spread! The Wicked Old Witch at last is dead.
Chorus:
Ding-dong, the witch is dead.
Which old witch? The Wicked Witch!
Ding-dong, the Wicked Witch is dead.
Wake up, you sleepyhead.
Rub your eyes, get out of your bed.
Wake up, the Wicked Witch is dead.
She‘s gone where the 2)goblins go.
Below, below, below! Yo ho!
Let‘s open up and sing,
And ring the bells out.
Ding-dong, the merry-o!
Sing it high, sing it low!
Let them know the Wicked Witch is dead.
05 Gladiator
(Maximus is boosting morale.)
Maximus: 1)Archers, three weeks from now I will be harvesting my crops. Imagine where you will be, and it will be so. Hold the line, stay with me, if you find yourself alone riding in green fields with the sun on your face, do not be troubled for you are in the Elysium, and you‘re already dead.  Brothers, what we do alive echoes in eternity!
(Caesar talks with Maximus after a ferocious battle.)
Caesar: Tell me about your home.
Maximus: My house is in the hills above Tiupllo, a very simple place. Pink stones that warm in the sun. A kitchen garden, it smells of herbs in the day, jasmine in the evening. Through the gate is a giant 2)poplar. Figs, apples, pears, and soil mark as black, black as my wife‘s hair. Grapes on the south slopes, olives on the north. Wild 3)ponies playing in the house that teach my son, he always wants to be one of them.
Caesar: Remember the last time you were home?
Maximus: Two years 264 days of this morning.
CAESAR: Oh I envy you, Maximus. It‘s a good home, worth fighting for. There is one more duty that I ask of you before you go home.
Maximus: What would you have me do, Caesar?
Caesar: I want you to become the Protector of Rome after I die. I will empower you to one end alone, to give power back to the people of Rome, and end the corruption that has 4)crippled it.
06 Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon
(Jiaolong and Lo Xiaohu, who is recognized as the bandit Dark Cloud, has a passionate love affair. And they once lived happily and freely in the desert for awhile.)
Lo: One night, when I was little, I saw a thousand stars fall out of the sky. Where they all go? I wondered. Then I thought, maybe if I ride to the end of the desert to find them. I‘m an orphan. I was always doing things alone. So I rode out one morning and I‘ve been riding all over the desert ever since. And after riding all over the desert I‘m now a 1)bandit.
Jiaolong: And since he could not find the stars, he robs young girls of their combs.
Lo: Out here simple survival is the main occupation. So first thing you join others, form a group. The group is your shelter and your strength. I‘m not a real bandit. It‘s just easier that way to fill my stomach.
Jiaolong: So in your heart you‘re still a child searching for where the stars fell.
Lo: A grown man gazing at the sky and thinking a bright star has fallen at his side.
(Mubai and Xiulian are sitting together in a pavilion.)
Mubai: Xiulian, the things we can touch have no 2)permanence. It is all an 3)illusion.  The Master would say, “A man‘s 4)primary need is to let go. Only then can he possess what is truly real.”
Xiulian: Yes, I am sure many things are an illusion. Yet some are hopelessly real. Like my hand. Wasn‘t that real?
Mubai: Rough and 5)calloused. The hand of a Shuang Dao master. How I‘ve longed to touch it and never dared! XiuLian, we are 6)beset with 7)peril, and it is not weapons. The real danger resides in the human heart. I tried to leave the Jianghu world for you and look what trouble that had brought us.
Xiulian: The feelings one 8)represses just strengthen.
Mubai: You are right, but what do I do then? What I would like is us... together as we are here. It gives me a sense of 9)infinite peace.
07 Schindler‘s List
(The war is ended. Schindler becomes a war criminal. He has to leave the factory he builds up with great efforts. The workers see him away reluctantly.)
Schindler: I could have got more out, I could have got more, I don‘t know, if I just... I could have got more.
Itzak: Oskar, there 1100 people are alive because of you, look at them.
Scindler: If I make more money. I have thrown away so much money. You have no idea, if I just...
Itzak: They‘ll have generations because of what you did.
Scindler: I didn‘t do enough.
Itzak: You did so much.
Scindler: This car, Goeth would have bought this car. Why do I keep the car? Ten people by that, ten people, ten more people. This pin, two people. This is gold, two more people. He would have given me two for it, at least one. He would have given me one, one more, one more person, person, Stern, for this. I could have got one more person, and I didn‘t, and I didn‘t...
08 Forrest Gump
Forrest: What‘s the matter momma?
Mother: I‘m dying, Forrest. Come on in, sit down over here.
Forrest: Why are you dying momma?
Mother: It‘s my time. It‘s just my time. Oh, now, don‘t you be afraid sweetheart. Death is just a part of life. Something we are all 1)destined to do. I didn‘t know it, but I was destined to be your momma. I did the best I could.
Forrest: You did good, momma.
Mother: Well, I happen to believe you make your own destiny. You have to do the best with what God gave you.
Forrest: What‘s my destiny, momma?
Mother: You‘re gonna have to figure that out for yourself. Life is a box of chocolates, Forrest. You never know what you‘re gonna get.
Forrest (Offscreen Voice): Momma always had a way of explaining things so I could understand them.
Mother: I will miss you, Forrest.
Forrest (Offscreen Voice): She had got the cancer, and died on a Tuesday. I bought her a new hat with little flowers on it.
09 American Beauty
(Lester makes a mess when he goes to work in the morning.)
Lester: My name is Lester Burnham. This is my neighborhood. This is my street. This is my life. I‘m 42 years old. In less than a year, I‘ll be dead. Of course, I don‘t know that yet. And in a way, I‘m dead already. That‘s my wife, Carolyn. See the way the handle on those 1)pruning shears matches her gardening 2)clogs. Man, I get exhausted just watching her. She wasn‘t always like this. She used to be happy. We used to be happy. My daughter Jane. Only child. Janie‘s a pretty typical teenager, angry, insecure, confused. I wish I could tell her that‘s all going to pass, but I don‘t want to lie to her.
(Morning. Carolyn waits impatiently for Lester and Jane by the car.)
Carolyn: Jane, honey, are you trying to look unattractive?
Jane: Yes.
Carolyn: Congratulations, you‘ve succeeded admirably. Lester, could you make me a little later please? Because I‘m not quite late enough.
(Before stepping out of the gate, Lester falls the papers in his hands onto the ground.)
Jane: Nice going, Dad.
Lester: Both my wife and daughter think I‘m this gigantic loser. And they‘re right. I have lost something. I‘m not exactly sure what it is, but I know I didn‘t always feel this. 3)Sedated. But you know what, it‘s never too late to get it back.
10 The Lion King
(Mufasa, the lion king is telling Simba, his son, an important rule of life.)
Mufasa: Look, Simba, everything the light touches is our kingdom.
Simba: Wow!
Mufasa: A king‘s time as ruler rises and falls like the sun. One day, Simba, the sun will set on my time here and will rise with you as the new king.
Simba: And this all be mine?
Mufasa: Everything!
Simba: Everything the light touches! What about that shadowy place?
Mufasa: That‘s beyond our borders, you must never go there, Simba.
Simba: But I thought a king can do whatever he wants.
Mufasa: Oh, there‘s more to being a king than getting your way all the time.
Simba: There‘s more?
Mufasa: Simba, everything you see exists together in a delicate balance. As king, you need to understand that balance and respect all the creatures from the 1)crawling ant to the 2)leaping 3)antelope.
Simba: But dad, don‘t we eat the antelope?
Mufasa: Yes, Simba. But let me explain. When we die, our bodies become the grass and the antelopes eat the grass, and so we are all connected in a great circle of life. Simba, let me tell you something that my father told me. Look at the stars the great kings of the past look down on us from those stars.
Simba: Really?
Mufasa: Yes, so whenever you feel alone, just remember that those kings will always be there to guide you, and so am I.
01 Romance Behind Gone With The Wind
In 1938, Photo Play Magazine listed Gable and 1)Lombard among Hollywood‘s unmarried husbands and wives, along with Gilbert Roland and Constance Spinet and Robert Taylor and Barbara Stanwick. The 2)revelation threatened to 3)cheat Gable of the role of his career - Rhett Butler in Gone With The Wind, produced by one of Lombard‘s old lovers, David O. Selznick.
Gable was a 4)unanimous choice for the part. He immediately launched proceedings to divorce Lana. He also went house hunting with Lombard. They bought a 5)ranch at Ensigne, the home of director Raoul Walsh, which was only eight miles from Hollywood. Lombard paid for most of it.
While the couple were looking for a home, the search for Gone With The Wind‘s Scarlet O‘Hara was reaching a fever pitch. Charley Chaplin‘s wife, Paulette Govdarv, was one of the many leading ladies who tested for the part.
Paulette Govdarv (Film Lines): While Charles Hamilton, you handsome old thing you. Did you think it was kind of you to bring this good-looking brother of yours down here to break our poor civil country heart?...
The filming had already been done. The huge set originally built for King Kong was going up in flames 6)standing in for a burning Atlanta. Paulette Govdarv‘s spirited 7)impersonation of a tempestuous southern Belle was in vain, for at this moment, so legend has it, David O. Selznick first set eyes on his Scarlet - the British actress Vivien Leigh.
The fact that Leigh and her lover, Lawrence Oliver, shared an agent Miron Selznick, who just happened to be David Selznick‘s brother might also have had something to do with it. But Hollywood has never let facts interfere with the legend.
Thus it was that two married stars, Gable and Leigh, both of whom were having affairs with other stars, were set to make movie history in Gone With The Wind. In March 1939, Gable‘s divorce went through. At the end of the month he married Lombard in secret, in the tiny Arizona town of Kingbern.
Although Gone with The Wind had given Gable the defining role of his career, he did not want to attend the film‘s spectacular 8)premier in Atlanta. From the moment the search for Scarlet had been triumphantly concluded, Gable had been overshadowed by Vivian Leigh. An essentially selfish man, Gable did not want to play second 9)fiddle in Atlanta to the beautiful British star who flew in with Selznick and Olivia Deharrold.
Lombard made her husband see sense and they arrived separately for one of the most remarkable events in movie history. Atlanta‘s population of 300,000 had swollen to over a million. The stars drove through streets heaving with frantic fans. Gable chose to leave the 10)limelight to Vivian Leigh.
Vivian Leigh: Ladies and gentleman, I‘ve spent quite a good deal of my time on Fleight Street this year. And now that I‘m here with you. It‘s just as if I‘ll coming home. And the warmth and kindness of your wonderful welcome made it the happiest homecoming I could possibly imagine. I greet you and I want to thank you with all my heart.
02 WHEN LOVE WAS THE ADVENTURE
On a cold January morning in 1936, George V was given a king‘s burial. Following his coffin was his eldest son, the handsome, much loved, Prince of Wales. He was about to be proclaimed the next king of England. He was that 1)exceptional thing: a model 2)royal. He was at ease in every company. Everyone expected him to shake the 3)stuffiness out of the 4)monarchy. But as time passed, as he span between the royal duties, people began to 5)remark that the prince was approaching 40 and still unmarried. Only a privileged few knew that he‘d been 6)stepping out with the mysterious American, a woman who was cheating on her husband with the future king of England. This was the lady known as Wallis Simpson, whom he was determined to marry.
So now he was king, but no one could persuade him to give up Wallis. Not even Prime Minister Stanley Baldwin who spoke for the nation when he said Britain did not want an American divorcee for a queen. Ministerial car shuttled between Westminster and Buckingham Palace but the king could not be 7)budged. He was forced to 8)abdicate and all over the country flags flew at 9)half-mast.
In the summer of 1937 there was a quiet wedding in France. The couple looked a bit nervous, especially the groom, but only a year before he‘d been a king. Now he and his wife would be called the 10)Duke and 11)Duchess of Windsor.
So now the man who‘d given up a kingdom and a woman who‘d given up two husbands 12)embarked on their endless round of fun and 13)gaiety. In the war years they‘d been trapped in the Bahamas, but emerged every now and then to attend the great cultural festivals where they startled the locals with the brilliance of their 14)attire. But the man who‘d been a king found he was now only a 15)celebrity. There were even rumors that he and the duchess were breaking up so they had to parade their 16)devotion for the cameras.
Four years later it was the nation‘s turn to mourn the Duke and to reflect on one man‘s decision to trade the crown of England for the love of Wallis and the price they had both had to pay.
03 I Am America
I‘m Illinois, the 24th largest state, and the 21st to be admitted to the Union in 1817. There are two sides to me. First, I‘m farmland, rolling hills and small country towns. And then, I‘m a city, not my capital city of Springfield, though that‘s a great place, but the windy city, Chicago, where half my people live. You can always count on having a hot time in Chicago, but one night, in 1871, it got a little too hot. Rumor has it that a fire started in Mrs. O‘Leary‘s shed when a cow kicked over a lantern, and that fire ended up destroying much of the city. Today we have the three largest buildings in the world, the largest grain exchange in the country, and the world‘s busiest airport, O‘Hare International. Before I go, I want to tell you about a favorite son of mine, Abraham Lincoln. Abe was a poor farmer‘s son, who taught himself to read and write. He studied law and went into politics. He became the sixteenth, and some say one of the greatest presidents this country ever had. I am proud to call myself Illinois, the land of Lincoln.
04 The Richest Town in America
Where‘s the richest town in America? WORTH magazine 1)unveiled its 6th annual list out of the 250 richest towns and the most valuable homes, and the winner is Jupiter Island, Florida, 30 miles north of West Palm Beach on the Atlantic coast.
Jupiter Island Florida, an Atlantic coast 2)barrier island, roughly 10 miles long, a quarter to a half mile wide. But at a 3)median home price at $3.9 million and the lower end homes running in the 4 to 5 million range, down near the National Wildlife Refuge, the people who live on Jupiter come for privacy. Few if any homes are visible from the road. There‘s nothing commercial here. And they come for quiet, real quiet. In some towns, you can‘t make noise between certain hours here - you can‘t make noise between October and April. The hand painted ceilings, the horizonless pool, the master suite, the 10,000 square feet, the 14-million-dollar price 4)tag on this home is no where near the top end. There are homes in Jupiter in the 30 and 40-million-dollar bracket.
The runners up to Jupiter are No.2 - Atherton, California; No.3 - Aspen, Colorado; 4th - Los Altos Hills, California; and 5th - Belvedere, California.
5 Beijing- An Olympic Dream Comes True
eijing‘s Four Rivals
In Asia, the city of Osaka represents the candidature of Japan, which successfully set up for last winter games in Nagano. Japan also hosted the summer games in Tokyo in 1964.
Competing with Asia is the Canadian city of Toronto. Canada and the United States have always been very much involved in the games and both have the capacities to set up the games once a decade. The last summer games in North America were in Atlanta in 1996.
Two European cities are also in competition. The first is Istanbul. It‘s the third time in a row the Turkish capital has applied for the games. Turkey, being at the 1)crossroads of two continents, Europe and Asia, uses its successive candidatures as a way to improve its sports venues and provide the youth of the country with better sports 2)infrastructures.
Finally, Paris is the other European city competing for the games of 2008. The country of 3)Baron Pierre de Coubertin, the inspiration behind the modern games, hopes to host the summer games for the third time. The last summer games in the French capital were in 1924. In ‘96 Paris lost the bid against Barcelona. It offers a mixture of sport and culture.
(2) China wins
Li Lanqing (Vice Premier): Indeed, it is our delight to welcome all guests with open arms in Beijing in year 2008. I am sure you will have a great Games in Beijing.
Yang Lan: I believe Beijing will prove to be a land of wonders to all of you.
He Zhenliang: In seven years from now, Beijing will make you proud of your decision here today.
Sammaranch (The IOC president): The games of the 29th Olympiad in 2008 are awarded to the city of Beijing.
(3) NBC on Beijing‘s Win
Beijing exploded in joy tonight. Tens of thousands erupting in cheers as China won the gold and achieved its dream of hosting the Summer Olympics.
Sammaranch (The IOC President): The games of the 29th Olympiad in 2008 are awarded to the city of Beijing.
China‘s dream realized tonight and now the seven-year race to meet their Olympic goals begins. Ned Colt, NBC News, Beijing.
06 At Home in the Savanna
My name is Dopal. I‘m eleven years old and I live in 1)Tanzania, in the heart of the African 2)savanna. I‘m a Masai. Masais are 3)nomads who travel all over with their animals, looking for 4)pasture. Our most wonderful and valuable possession is our herd.
I‘ve never been to school. My father teaches me everything I have to know. He explains to me how to lead our herd. My own animals are in the middle of the herd. Every Masai gets a cow, a lamb, and a goat the day he‘s born. Our most beautiful goat belongs to my father. Her name is Olliye. I love her, even though she‘s not always easy to handle. Olliye is going to have a baby very soon. My father knows Olliye is my favorite, but he always reminds me that we must love all our animals as if they were our children. My father knows all about nature. He shows me some cheetah tracks. Our herds have lots of predators like 5)hyenas, lions, and 6)leopards. A Masai has to be ready to risk his life for his herd. A shepherd must always listen for different sounds and watch to make sure the animals walking behind don‘t get lost.
All Masais have their own animals, even the girls. They become their 7)dowry when they get married. The animals are also used in trade for food in the market. My people have always been shepherds. We‘re not farmers. For us, the earth is 8)sacred, and we mustn‘t hurt it by planting things.
Like all boys, I dream of becoming a 9)warrior. A warrior has to be strong and intelligent. He‘s the one who defends the herd against wild beasts. He sometimes travels long distances to bring back lost animals, and he also watches over our safety. Masais go through three stages: childhood, warrior, and elder. I‘ll be a warrior from thirteen to twenty-five years old, before I become an elder like my father. Then I can get married and have children.
07 No More Silent Spring
Rachel Carson was a scientist and a bird watcher. She noticed, in the late ‘50s, the gradual disappearance of some birds, and linked it to our use of 1)pesticides. She wrote a book about her fear that 2)robins would sing no more in future spring times. She called it Silent Spring. With that revolutionary book, Rachel Carson launched the environmental movement, a force that has swept the world.
Rachel: Humans have now acquired a fateful power to 3)alter and to destroy nature. But man is a part of nature, and his war against nature is inevitably a war against himself.
Journalist: What do you think, just in an 4)overview, the effect that this woman‘s work has had on this country, and the world?
Interviewee: Her work helped to produce the first Earth Day.
TV: Earth Day - we can see what we all have in common: our planet!
Interviewee: The clean water act, the clean air act, the super fund, some of these were indirect results, but all of them 5)stemmed from the new awareness that was born as a result of Silent Spring‘s publication.
In that century‘s end, environmental challenges round the world make Carson‘s words all the more timely: rain forest in danger, animal species dying up, people 6)choking on pollution, from Eastern Europe to China.
Rachel: We‘re challenged, as mankind has never been challenged before, to prove our 7)maturity and our 8)mastery, not of nature, but of ourselves.
Rachel Carson died of cancer in 1964. There‘s a wildlife preserve, named for her, in Maine, and her publishers still get occasional letters from people who just read Silent Spring.
01 Hotel California
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a 1)shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway
I heard the mission bell
I was thinking to myself
“This could be Heaven or this could be Hell”
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor
I thought I heard them say...
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year (any time of year)
You can find it here
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes Bendz
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
So I called up the Captain
“Please bring me my wine”
He said, “We haven‘t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine”
And still those voices are calling from far away
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
They‘re living it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise)
Bring your 2)alibis
Mirrors on the ceiling, the pink champagne on ice
And she said, “We are all just prisoners here of our own device”
And in the master‘s chambers, they gathered for the feast
They 3)stab it with their 4)steely knives
But they just can‘t kill the beast
Last thing I remember, I was running for the door
I had to find the passage back to the place I was before
“Relax,” said the night man, “we are programmed to receive
You can check out any time you like, but you can never leave”
01 Great Soliloquies of William Shakespeare
Romeo And Juliet: Act 5,Scene 3
Romeo: My love! My wife!
Death, that hath sucked the honey of thy breath,
Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty.
Thou are not conquered. Beauty‘s 1)ensign yet
Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks,
And death‘s pale flag is not advanced there.
Dear Juliet,
Why art thou yet so fair? Shall I believe
That unsubstantial Death is amorous,
Keeps thee here in dark to be his paramour?
Here. O, here will I 2)set up my everlasting rest
And shake the yoke of 3)inauspicious stars
From this world-wearied flesh.
Eyes, look your last!
Arms, take your last embrace! And, lips, O you
The doors to breath, seal with a righteous kiss
A 4)dateless bargain to 5)engrossing death!
02 The Ugly Duckling
One evening, the sun was just setting in with true splendor when 1)a flock of beautiful large birds appeared out of the bushes. The duckling had never seen anything so beautiful. They were dazzlingly white with long waving necks. They were swans and uttering a peculiar cry. They spread out their magnificent broad wings and flew away from the cold regions toward warmer lands and open seas.
They 2)mounted so high, so very high, and the ugly little duckling became strangely uneasy. He circled around and around in the water like a wheel, 3)craning his neck out into the air after them. Then he uttered the shriek so 4)piercing and so strange that he was quite frightened by himself. Oh, he could not forget those beautiful birds, those happy birds and as soon as they were out of sight. He 5)ducked right down to the bottom and when he came up again, he was quite beside himself. He did not know what the birds were or where‘d they flew. But all the same, he was more drawn towards them than he had ever been by any creatures before. He did not envy them in the least. How could it occur to him even to wish to be such a marvelous beauty? He wouldn‘t be thankful if only the ducks would have tolerated him among them, the poor ugly creature.
Early in the morning, a peasant came along and saw him, he went out onto the ice and hammered a hole in it with his heavy wooden shoe, and carried the duckling home to his wife. There, it soon 6)revived. The children wanted to play with it. But the duckling thought they were going to ill use him and rushed in and he frightened to the milk-pan, and the milk 7)spurted out all over the room. The woman shrieked and threw up her hands. Then it flew to the butter-cask and down into the meal-tub and out again. Oh, just imagine what it looked like by this time. The woman screamed and tried to hit it with the 8)tongs, and the children 9)tumbled over one another in trying to catch it, and they screamed with laughter.
By good luck, the door stood open and the duckling flew out among the bushes and the new fallen snow. And it lay there, thoroughly exhausted, but it would be too sad to mention all the privation and misery had to go through during that hard winter. When the sun began to shine warmly again, the duckling was in a marsh, lying among the rushes. The larks were singing, and the beautiful spring had come. Then all at once, it raised its wings and they flapped with much greater strength than before and bore him off vigorously. Before he knew where he was, he found himself in a large garden with the apple trees were in full blossom. And the air was scentedly with lilacs, the long branches of which overhung the indented shores of the lake. Oh, the spring freshness was so delicious. Just in front of him, he saw three beautiful white swans advancing towards him from a 10)thicket. With 11)rustling feathers, they swam lightly over the water. The duckling recognized the majestic birds, and he was overcome by a strange melancholy.
“I will fly to them, the royal birds, and they will hack me to pieces because I who am so ugly venture to approach them. But it won‘t matter. Better to be killed by them than be snacked up by the ducks, 12)pecked by the hens, or 13)spurned by the hen wife, or suffer so much misery in the winter.” So he flew into the water and swam towards the stately swans. They saw him and darted toward him with ruffled feathers. “Kill me, oh, kill me.” said the poor creature. And bowing his head towards the water, he awaited his death. But what did he see? Reflected in the transparent water, he saw below him his own image, but he was no longer a clumsy dark gray bird, ugly and ungainly. He was himself, a swan.
03 The Ransom of Red Chief
We were down South, in Alabama-Bill Driscoll and myself - when this kidnapping idea struck us.
We selected for our victim the only child of a 1)prominent citizen named Ebenezer Dorset. The kid was a boy of ten, with 2)bas-relief 3)freckles, and hair the color of the cover of the magazine you buy at the 4)news-stand when you want to catch a train.
One evening after sundown, we drove in a 5)buggy past old Dorset‘s house. The kid was in the street, throwing rocks at a kitten on the opposite fence.
“Hey, little boy!” says Bill, “would you like to have a bag of candy and a nice ride?”
The boy catches Bill neatly in the eye with a piece of brick.
That boy 6)put up a fight like a 7)welterweight 8)cinnamon bear; but, at last, we got him down in the bottom of the buggy and drove away. We took him up to the cave, and I 9)hitched the horse in the cedar brake. After dark I drove the buggy to the little village, three miles away, where we had hired it, and walked back to the mountain.
I opened the note, got near the lantern, and read it to Bill.
Two Desperate Men.
Gentlemen: I received your letter today by post, in regard to the ransom you ask for the return of my son. I think you are a little high in your demands, and I hereby make you a counter-proposition, which I am inclined to believe you will accept. You bring Johnny home and pay me two hundred and fifty dollars in cash, and I agree to take him off your hands. You had better come at night, for the neighbors believe he is lost, and I couldn‘t be responsible for what they would do to anybody they saw bringing him back. Very respectfully,
Ebenezer Dorset.
We took him home that night. We got him to go by telling him that his father had bought a silver-mounted rifle and a pair of 10)moccasins for him, and we were to hunt bears the next day.
It was just twelve o‘clock when we knocked at Ebenezer‘s front door.
When the kid found out we were going to leave him at home he started up a howl like a calliope and fastened himself as tight as a leech to Bill‘s leg. His father peeled him away gradually, like a 11)porous 12)plaster.
“How long can you hold him?” asks Bill.
“Well, I‘m not as strong as I used to be,” says old Dorset, “but I think I can promise you ten minutes.”
“Enough,” says Bill. “In ten minutes I shall cross the Central, Southern, and Middle Western States, and be 13)legging it trippingly for the Canadian border.”
01 Madonna L. V. Ciccone
Madonna: Detroit was 1)definitely the hardest place we went to on the tour. On an 2)emotional level, I mean, God, going home is, well it‘s just not really that easy for me. You know people always talk about how starring changes you, but they never talk about how it can change the people close to you. I hadn‘t been to the 3)cemetery since I was a young girl. We used to go right after she died. I don‘t know my mother‘s death was just all a big 4)mystery to me when I was a child and one really explained it so, what I remember most about my mother was that she was, she was very kind and very gentle and very 5)feminine, I mean, I don‘t know, I guess, she just seemed like an angel to me, but I suppose everybody thinks their mother is an angel when they‘re five. Ah, I also know she was really 6)religious, so I never really understood why she was taken away from us. It just seems so unfair. I, never thought that she‘d done something wrong. So often times I‘d wonder what I have done wrong.
02 Princess Diana
Diana: When I started my public life 12 years ago, I understood the 1)media might be interested in what I did. I realized then their attention would 2)inevitably 3)focus on both our 4)private and 5)public lives. But I was not aware of how 6)overwhelming that attention would become, nor the extent to which it would affect both my public duties and my personal life. In a manner that‘s been hard to bear. 7)Obviously I attach great importance to my 8)charity work, and I 9)intend to focus on a smaller range of areas in the future. Over the next few months I will be 10)seeking a more suitable way of 11)combining a meaningful public role with hopefully a more private life.
03 Kenny G
Kenny G.: The first time I got a wireless microphone, my sound engineer told me that I should come out into the 1)audience and walk, walk through the crowd and play, and I told him there is 2)absolutely no way I could ever do that, I‘d be too shy. And he 3)coaxed me into doing it. And as soon as I stepped off the stage, I was 4)hooked. I‘ve never been able to do a show without it since, except one.
04 Michael Jordan
Michael Jordan: I can never stop working hard. Each day I feel I have to improve. Hard work, 1)determination...I‘ve got to keep pushing myself. I remember when I was five years old...2)dunking in trash cans on my knees. Waiting for that day I would be able to really do it. and then one day, it happened. I was in the ninth grade, it was a JV game and I was only 5‘8". And in practice I had never been able to get up that high. But the 3)adrenaline was pumping, and I just took off. It all happened so fast. I wasn‘t quite sure what I‘d done. But you know, I just really love that feeling. Hi, my name is Michael Jordan. I want you to take a trip with me and discover the secrets that I have known for many years. That man was truly 4)destined to fly.
05 Bill Clinton
Bill Clinton: “I did not have sexual relations with that woman, Miss Lewinsky. I never told anybody to lie, not a single time. Never. These 1)allegations are false.”
(January 26, 1998)
Bill Clinton: “Indeed I did have a relationship with Miss Lewinsky that was not 2)appropriate. In fact, it was wrong. It 3)constituted a 4)critical 5)lapse in judgement and a personal failure on my part for which I am 6)solely and completely responsible.”
(August 17, 1998)
06 Paulina Porizkova
Paulina Porizkova: Being in the 50 most beautiful people is very 1)flattering to my 2)ego, 3)unquestionably, but in the large scheme of the life, I really don‘t think it makes me a better person. I don‘t necessarily think about beauty as purely 4)physical thing. Sometimes it‘s 5)talent, sometimes it‘s gentleness, sometimes it‘s  sometimes it‘s physical beauty.
07 Superman
Christopher: My intention is to try to live like somebody who doesn‘t belong in a 1)wheelchair. I know that may sound you know, 2)arrogant, but I don‘t feel that I belong in a wheelchair. I don‘t feel anybody does. It happens, it‘s a fact of life, you accept it, but you can also say, I will not accept this forever and that‘s what drives me.
08 The Carpenters
Richard Carpenter: Karen and I were born in New Haven, Connecticut, uh, I in October of 1946 and Karen in March of 1950. My father had an 1)extensive and 2)eclectic collection of seventy-eights at the time. Really from the time I was three, four years old, I was interested in listening to not only the little children‘s records they bought me to play, but the more and more I heard of what he had in his collection, I wanted to get at it. And Karen, whether she was that interested in it, whether she just wanted to, to hang around with her big brother, she came down and we‘d put a 3)stack of records on and just sit and listen.
Karen Carpenter: When we finally did get into A&M records, it took Herb Alpert, who was a musician and not, uh, he‘s the musician half of the A&M, he‘s not the business half and he, uh, saw what he liked musically in it and didn‘t stop to think whether it would sell or not. He just took us because he dug it.
09 Elaine Chao
Elaine Chao: I‘ve never really planned my 1)career. I‘ve always just wanted to number one, bring honor to my parents and to bring honor to my family and to contribute to my 2)community. So I‘ve never had a grand plan but I‘ve always wanted to do something worthwhile and to help other people. And if I can do that, then I feel very satisfied.
01 Demi Moore
Barbara Walters: Demi, I wanted to ask you, you were paid 12 and a half million dollars for this film Striptease, what does it mean to be the highest priced female in the business now?
Demi Moore: First of all, it is very meaningful in this business for women. It just so happened that it happened to me but it doesn‘t matter that it was me. It could have been anyone of us. I mean it‘s nice that it was me, and it‘s a nice kind of ego 1)boost and it‘s flattering, but the fact is the more important element to it and the thing that makes me feel very proud is that the fact that they were willing to step up and say that what I was gonna contribute to this film was worth what they wanted to pay me, it means  the 2)perception of all women in Hollywood changed as of that moment as did their salaries. And for that I feel extremely, extremely proud.
02 Mike Tyson
Waller: I mean it was hard to watch you bite off a piece of the guy‘s ear and spit it out on the 1)ring floor.
Tyson: It‘s hard for me to watch it. You think it‘s hard for you to watch it, you watch it in a joking manner. People watch it in a joking manner. I have to watch it in a manner of 2)disgust, 3)disdain and feel my 4)humiliation.
Waller: Disgust and disdain for yourself that you did it?
Tyson: Exactly, yes, yeah.
Waller: Did you feel that you lost your 5)dignity that night in Las Vegas?
Tyson: No, because I don‘t, dignity is what people think of you. 6)Principles is what you think of yourself. And I, what I thought of myself was... “Well I shouldn‘t have done that.” Because I‘m, That was just ah, That was just striking out in totally ah 7)hatred right there. Making this...I just shouldn‘t have done that. For that one moment I just forgot he was a human being.
03 Elizabeth Taylor
Barbara Walters: When you hear people saying, “Elizabeth Taylor, now she‘s a 1)legend.”
Elizabeth Taylor: That always sounds to me like an 2)obituary. Um, I don‘t feel dead yet. People have asked me why I don‘t write a book, because I‘m still living it. I‘m still, my life is still writing chapters. I‘m not ready to sit and 3)contemplate the past. I‘m too busy living the present. I‘m looking forward to the future.
04 Yang Lan‘s Interviewing
Yang Lan: Could you describe to us when the first idea of Titanic brought to you and what did you react to it? How did you react to it?
Murdoth: Well, Cameron is under contract to make his films or give all his first ideas to us and he pushed very hard to make this story. He was quite 1)passionate. He wanted to do it. And we were very nervous because there had been 2)previous pictures about Titanic and pictures that are made out on the sea always go over 3)budget, can be very expensive. But he just wouldn‘t let go of the idea. He drove it and drove it and drove it. And we finally said yes and then when we saw what we thought it would cost, we said well we‘ll do it, we‘ll run up, but it would be nice to have a partner. So we invited another 4)studio to put up quite a lot of money, which they did. And they‘ve done well too.
05 Madeleine Albright
Barbara Walters: With all the different 1)challenges facing you, if you could 2)accomplish ONE thing as Secretary of State, what would you like it to be?
Albright: Well, it would be, 3)frankly, is to have the American people understand that foreign policy is 4)domestic policy. That there is no line between foreign and domestic policy. we are part of a globe and we have to 5)adjust to it and America is still the best place in the world to live.
06 David Duchovny
Barbara Walters: The X Files - do you believe it all, in 1)aliens, UFOs, government 2)conspiracies, all the things that The X Files deal with?
David Duchovny: Well, government conspiracies, I think, are a little far fetched because, I mean, it‘s very hard for me to keep a secret with a friend of mine, and you‘re gonna tell me that an entire government is gonna come together and hide the aliens from us? I find that hard to believe. In terms of aliens, I think that the 3)odds are, there must be.
Barbara Walters: But you could believe in aliens?
David Duchovny: Oh, yeah.
07 Ronald Reagan
Interviewer: What is your best memory of your father?
Ron: I don‘t know that there‘s a 1)specific best memory of my father. I think what has always 2)impressed me the most about my father, as well as in a way being troubling about him, is that he treats everybody the same way. Now, when you‘re his kid, of course, that doesn‘t always work for you.
08 Harrison Ford
Barbara Walters: American Graffiti was the 1)breakthrough, but Star Wars was the Wow.
Harrison Ford: If you think back, you‘ll remember that, that the order of success that, that film enjoyed had not happened before that. You could not have imagined (Barbara: Yeah, I guess)that kind of success.
Barbara Walters: Yeah now, when you look back, you say well...
Harrison Ford: You couldn‘t have imagined the film to start with, cause the special effects weren‘t there. And, uh, 2)regardless of how, how well George might describe them to us, it was still not there to be seen, so you, you, my 3)paltry imagination would try and fill in the blanks. When I saw the film the blanks were filled in big time.
09 Drew Barrymore
Barbara Walters: You went into 1)rehab. Those were difficult times?
Drew Barrymore: Yeah, that was 2)tough. It‘s hard when you‘re young to go through something so 3)scary, but it‘s strange cause I think, a part of me could become so 4)bitter from that, but I‘m so 5)grateful because in turn the best thing of my life came from that which was the deepest 6)appreciation for freedom, the outside, how good life can be. It‘s not that you see things that other people don‘t, you just have this 7)weird knowledge that I don‘t wish upon anybody, but if you have to get it, it‘s very worthwhile.
10 Jennifer Lopez
DJ: Your relationship with Puff is one of the most famous relationships in the world, you are always both in magazines, and newspapers together, but to be honest they always seem to be giving you a rough time. Do you think it makes you stronger together as a couple?
Jennifer Lopez: I think so, but I think it‘s also hard to deal with. It makes you kind of bond together when you are in a situation, where it‘s like the two of you against everybody. You know what I mean, in a way not against the world, but against what people are being made to think about you through the media. You know, through newspapers, and magazines, and 1)stuff just a lot of times is not true, and in a way it can damage the relationship, too you know what I mean, which is the part why it‘s not good, you know.
01 Bill Gates
Question: What has been your key to success?
Bill Gates: Well, coming up with a simple explanation for the kind of success, that ah, I‘ve, I‘ve been 1)privileged to be part of working at Microsoft, It is very difficult. Certailnly there‘s many elements to it. the vision of the company coming right, when the 2)micro-processor was coming into it‘s own, the focus on software, and working with partners who could bring in the other elements, the focus on the long term, hiring great people, really working with customers, knowing that we‘d be there working with them ten years later and twenty years later. All of those have come together to build a great success story, that‘s been 3)incredibly fun to be part of it. I think, the people is probably the thing I‘d put at the top. Vision has got to be a big part of it, but so many of these things, you know, really come down to day-to-day 4)execution. If we‘d 5)slacked off at any point, then you know there would have been plenty of people to come in and take our place, and there‘s certainly the case as we look forward, that we have to continue to obsolete the products, continue to stay in close touch with the customers, continue to hire in great people and stand on top of the technology, or else, the 6)phenomenon will continue, but we won‘t have the role in it that we, that we have today.
02 John Pepper
John Pepper: We need to be sure we‘re reaching out, that we don‘t become 1)insular, that we get outside points of view coming in, that we bring in 2)academics, from time to time, a 3)consultant, that we visit other companies. I spend a lot of time, ah, visiting and talking to people from other companies to try to make sure that we‘re not insular, that we‘re not losing a cutting-edge of change. But I would not give up for anything. The strengths that we get from what we call this “4)promote from within culture”, what it brings in terms of values, 5)identifying with them, knowing each other. And I think being able to communicate without a lot of 6)falderal and a lot of the 7)formality.
03 Raymond Gilmartin
Raymond Gilmartin: I think it‘s important, 1)particularly with an 2)innovative company, to be able to 3)tap into the 4)creativity that‘s throughout the organization, and you can‘t tap into that creativity if you try to sit in your office and 5)issue orders in an 6)autocratic fashion. I think with the changes in style of management that have occurred, in order to respond to the 7)increasingly complex markets that we serve, that is more delegation of responsibity and 8)authority, it‘s also placed a great deal of responsibility on each individual employee to take on greater initiative.
04 Gil Emilio
Gil Emilio: One of the ways that Apple got into trouble, frankly, in the first place, was an 1)excessive focus on market share, I want to get back to building great products, get those products in the hands of users, especially 2)loyalists at first. And use that through word of mouth and through just a personal experience to start rebuilding this thing again.
05 Andy Grove
Interviewer: So how much now do you think of your success is marketing, and how much of it is technology?
Andy Grove: You know, for a long time I‘ve thought about this and had to answer the question 1)internally a lot. And the best I can say is describing Intel as a three legged stool, and the three legs are design, technology and manufacturing, and marketing and sales. And if one of those legs is shorter than the others, the stool is gonna 2)tip over.
06 Fred Smith
Fred Smith: Most of the time, the biggest 1)risk that an 2)entrepeneur has to face, in my mind, is 3)internal. They have to decide that this is the thing that they want to do with their time and their life more than any other thing, because most new ideas do meet a 4)significant amount of 5)resistance. It may be the resistance of the marketplace, it may be the  resistance of the 6)capital markets, it may be the resistance of a strong, well 7)entrenched competitor, but it takes almost a 8)zealotry to get most important ideas from the 9)incubation stage to a level of 10)sustainable success. There are a lot of them that have initial success, and then can‘t sustain it. So, I think that somebody that wants to be an entrepreneur has to cross that bridge, first and 11)foremost. Must more importantly than a lot of the 12)mechanistic things that the entrepeneur has to do. They have to, to really soul search and say: “Am I totally 13)committed to working these 7 days a week, month after month work 14)sessions to get this idea to success?” And that‘s not for everybody.
01 Vincent
Starry starry night
Paint your 1)palette blue and grey
Look out on a summer‘s day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the 2)daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy linen land
*Now I understand what you try to say to me
And how you suffered for your 3)sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps they‘ll listen now
Starry starry night
Flaming flowers that bright blaze
4)Swirling clouds in violet haze
Reflect in Vincent‘s eyes of china blue
Colors changing 5)hue, morning fields of 6)amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist‘s loving hand
For they could not love you
But still your love was true
And when no hope was left inside on that starry starry night
You took your life as lovers often do
But I could have told you, Vincent
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you
Starry starry night
Portraits hung in empty halls
Frameless heads on nameless walls
With eyes that watch the world and can‘t forget
Like the strangers that you‘ve met
The ragged man in ragged clothes
The silver thorn of bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow
Now I think I know what you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they‘re not listening still
Perhaps they never will
01 Youth
Youth is not a time of life, it is a state of mind, it is not a matter of rosy cheeks, red lips and 1)supple knees. It is a matter of the will, a quality of the imagination, a vigor of the emotions, it is the freshness of the deep spring of life.
Youth means a 2)temperamental 3)predominance of courage over timidity, of the appetite for adventure over the love of ease. This often exits in a man of 60, more than a boy of 20. Nobody grows merely by the number of years, we grow old by deserting our ideas.
Years may 4)wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. Worry, fear, self-distrust bows the heart and turns the spirit back to dust.
Whether 60 or 16, there is in every human being‘s heart the 5)lure of wonders, the unfailing childlike appetite of what‘s next and the joy of the game of living. In the center of your heart and my heart there is a wireless station: so long as it receives messages of beauty, hope, cheer, courage and power from men and from 6)infinite, so long as you are young.
When the 7)aerials are down, and your spirit is covered with the snows of 8)cynicism and the ice of pessimism, then you‘ve grown old, even at 20, but as long as your aerials are up, to catch waves of optimism, there‘s hope you may die young at 80.
02 Spring Thoughts--A Letter Written by Emily Dickinson
It is Sunday now, John, and all have gone to church. The 1)wagons have done passing and I have come out in the new grass to listen to the 2)anthems. Three or four hens have followed me and we sit side by side. And while they crow and whisper, I‘ll tell you what I see today, and what I would that you saw.
You remember the 3)crumbling wall that divides us from Mr. Sweetzer; and the crumbling 4)elms and evergreens and other crumbling things that spring and fade and cast their bloom within a simple twelve months? Well they are here! And skies on me fair and far than Italy in blue eye look down, up. See? Away a league from here on the way to heaven. And here a 5)robin‘s just got home and 6)giddy crows and 7)jays and - will you trust me as I live - here‘s a 8)bumblebee. Not such as summer brings, John, earnest 9)manly bees, but a kind of a 10)cockney, dressed in 11)jaunty clothes. Much that is 12)gay have I to show. If you were here with me, John, upon this April grass!
Then there are sadder features. Here and there, wings have gone to dust that 13)fluttered so last year, a 14)moldering prune, an empty house in which a bird 15)resided where last year‘s flies their 16)errand ran and last year‘s 17)crickets fell. We too are flying, fading, John. And the song here lies soon upon the lips that live us now will have 18)hummed and ended.
Thank you for your letter, John. Glad I was to get it, and gladder had I got them both. And glad indeed to see if in your heart another lies bound one day to me amid your momentous cares, pleasant to know that langsyne has its own place. That 19)nook and 20)cranny still retain their accustomed guest and when busier cares and dustier days and 21)cobwebs less in frequent shut what was away. Still as a 22)ballad hummed and lost, remember early friend and drop a tear if a 23)troubadour that 24)strain may chance to sing.
03 We‘re Just Beginning
“We are reading the first 1)verse of the first chapter of a book whose pages are 2)infinite...”
I do not know who wrote those words, but I have always liked them as a 3)reminder that the future can be anything we want to make it. We can take the mysterious, 4)hazy future and carve out of it anything that we can imagine, just as a 5)sculptor carves a statue from a shapeless stone.
We are all in the position of the farmer. If we plant a good seed, we reap a good harvest. If our seed is poor and full of 6)weeds, we reap a useless crop. If we plant nothing at all, we harvest nothing at all.
I want the future to be better than the past. I don‘t want it 7)contaminated by the mistakes and errors with which history is filled. We should all be concerned about the future because that is where we will spend the remainder of our lives.
The past is gone and 8)static. Nothing we can do will change it. The future is before us and 9)dynamic. Everything we do will affect it. Each day brings with it new 10)frontiers, in our homes and in our business, if we only recognize them. We are just at the beginning of the progress in every field of human endeavor.
04 Lake Of Autumn
I remember quite clearly now when the story happened. The autumn leaves were floating in 1)measure down to the ground, recovering the lake, where we used to swim like children, under the sun was there to shine. That time we used to be happy. Well, I thought we were. But the truth was that you had been 2)longing to leave me, not daring to tell me. On that precious night, watching the lake, vaguely 3)conscious, you said: “Our story is ending.”
The rain was killing the last days of summer. You had been killing my last breath of love, since a long time ago. I still don‘t think I‘m gonna make it through another love story. You took it all away from me. And there I stand, I knew I was going to be the one left behind. But still I‘m watching the lake, vaguely conscious, and I know my life is ending.
01 If
If you can 1)keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But 2)make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don‘t deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don‘t give way to hating,
And yet don‘t look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two 3)impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you‘ve spoken
Twisted by 4)knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build ‘em up with 5)worn-out tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of 6)pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and 7)sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on !”;
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds “worth of distance run”
Yours is the Earth and everything that‘s in it,
And - which is more - you‘ll be a Man my son!
02 How Do I Love Thee ?
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height to
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of 1)Being and 2)ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday‘s
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men 3)strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from 4)Praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old 5)griefs , and with my childhood‘s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, -I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! - and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
03 Poetry
And it was at that age
Poetry arrived in search of me
I don‘t know, I don‘t know
Where it came from
From winter or a river?
I don‘t know how or when
No, they were not voices
They were not words, nor silence
But from a street I was 1)summoned from the branches of night
2)Abruptly from the others
Among violent fires or returning alone
There I was without a face and it touched me
I did not know what to say
My mouth had no way with names
My eyes were blind and something started in my soul
Fever or forgotten wings
And I made my own way 3)deciphering that fire
And I wrote the first 4)faint line
Faint without substance
Pure nonsense, pure wisdom of someone who knows nothing
And suddenly I saw the heavens unfastened
And open planets 5)palpitating 6)plantations
Shadow 7)perforated riddled with arrows, fire and flowers
The winding night, the universe
And I 8)infinitesimal being drunk with the great 9)starry 10)void
Lightness image of mystery felt myself a pure part of the 11)abyss
I wheeled with the stars
My heart 12)broke loose on the wind
01 Growing Roots
When I was growing up, I had an old neighbor named Dr. Gibbs. He didn‘t look like any doctor I‘d ever known. He never yelled at us for playing in his yard. I remember him as someone who was a lot nicer than 1)circumstances warranted.
When Dr. Gibbs wasn‘t saving lives, he was planting trees. His house sat on ten acres, and his life‘s goal was to make it a forest.
The good doctor had some interesting theories concerning plant 2)husbandry. He came from the “No pain, no gain” school of 3)horticulture. He never watered his new trees, which flew in the face of conventional wisdom. Once I asked why. He said that watering plants spoiled them, and that if you water them, each successive tree generation will grow weaker and weaker. So you have to make things rough for them and 4)weed out the 5)weenie trees early on.
He talked about how watering trees made for shallow roots, and how trees that weren‘t watered had to grow deep roots in search of 6)moisture. I took him to mean that deep roots were to be treasured.
So he never watered his trees. He‘d plant an oak and, instead of watering it every morning, he‘d beat it with a rolled-up newspaper. Smack! Slap! Pow! I asked him why he did that, and he said it was to get the tree‘s attention.
Dr. Gibbs 7)went to glory a couple of years after I left home. 8)Every now and again, I walked by his house and looked at the trees that I‘d watched him plant some twenty-five years ago. They‘re 9)granite strong now. Big and 10)robust. Those trees wake up in the morning and beat their chests and drink their 11)coffee black.
I planted a couple of trees a few years back. Carried water to them for a 12)solid summer. Sprayed them. Prayed over them. The whole nine 13)yards. Two years of 14)coddling has resulted in trees that expect to be 15)waited on hand and foot. Whenever a cold wind blows in, they tremble and chatter their branches. Sissy trees.
Funny things about those trees of Dr. Gibbs‘. 16)Adversity and 17)deprivation seemed to benefit them in ways comfort and ease never could.
Every night before I go to bed, I check on my two sons. I stand over them and watch their little bodies, the rising and falling of life within. I often pray for them. Mostly I pray that their lives will be easy. But lately I‘ve been thinking that it‘s time to change my prayer.
This change has to do with the inevitability of cold winds that hit us at the core. I know my children are going to encounter hardship, and I‘m praying they won‘t be naive. There‘s always a cold wind blowing somewhere.
So I‘m changing my prayer. Because life is tough, whether we want it to be or not. Too many times we pray for ease, but that‘s a prayer seldom met. What we need to do is pray for roots that reach deep into 18)the Eternal, so when the rains fall and the winds blow, we won‘t be 19)swept 20)asunder.
02 The 1)Analects
The Master said, to learn and at due times to repeat what one has learned, is that not after all a pleasure? That friends should come to one from afar, is this not after all delightful? To remain unsoured even though one‘s merits are unrecognized by others, is that not after all what is expected of a gentleman?
The Master said, “At fifteen I set my heart upon learning. At thirty, I planted my feet firm upon the ground. At forty, I no longer suffered from 2)perplexities. At fifty, I knew what were the 3)biddings of Heaven. At sixty, I heard them with 4)docile ear. At seventy, I could follow the 5)dictates of my own heart; for what I desired no longer overstepped the boundaries of right.”
The Master said, 6)incomparable indeed was Hui! A handful of rice to eat, a 7)gourdful of water to drink, living in a mean street. Others would have found it 8)unendurably depressing, but to Hui‘s cheerfulness it made no difference at all. Incomparable indeed was Hui!
03 The Arc Angels
Several years ago, Iris Arc Crystal, a company I co-founded with Francesca Patruno, experienced a 1)lull in business. We had recently hired several new employees and hoped that the 2)slowdown was only temporary. However, in the meantime, we had work enough for only four days of the week. So, instead of letting 20 percent of our work force go or sending them home one day per week, we decided that we would keep everyone on the 3)payroll for the entire week, working from Monday through Thursday, and taking Fridays to do service projects in our hometown of Santa Barbara.
I remember phoning several service agencies to find out what was needed in the community. We divided up into three groups and showed up where the agencies said they most needed us. The first week, the group was involved with went to a very old 4)Ukrainian gentleman‘s home to do a total cleanup of his house and garden. When we arrived, an elderly woman greeted us at the door. We thought she was the wife, but it turned out she was the daughter. She was 75, and her father was 97! She told us what we needed to do, and we proceeded to clean the house from floor to ceiling and clean up the yard as well. It is amazing how much work a group can get done when everyone is working together and being of service to someone who really needs the help. That gentleman‘s house went from dirt and 5)dinginess to a 6)sparkling clean palace by the time we finished at the end of the day.
The thing I most remember about that day, however, was not the great cleaning job that we did, but something altogether different. When we first walked into the house, I noticed the wonderful pen-and-ink drawings that 7)adorned the walls in all the rooms of the house. I asked the daughter who had done them. She said that her father had, and that he hadn‘t 8)taken up art until he was 80 years old! I was 9)dumbfounded: these drawings were works of art that could have easily been hanging in a museum. At the time, I was in my early 30s and wanted to do something that would 10)utilize my creative and artistic capabilities more than being the president of a giftware company would allow. I had been feeling that it would be too difficult to make a change at this “advanced” stage of my life. Boy, did my limited belief system get expanded that afternoon!
We continued to do service projects around town for several more weeks, including completely painting someone‘s home and setting up a large 11)bleacher for a horseback riding academy for physically challenged children. We had a lot of fun and did a lot of good. We ended up with the nickname The Arc Angels. In addition to the good feelings that came from helping out others, the good feelings we shared as employees of a company that cared for both its employees and the community, went a long way toward creating a work atmosphere that was a joy to be part of.
04 I Never Write Right
When I was fifteen, I announced to my English class that I was going to write and 1)illustrate my own books. Half the students sneered, the rest nearly fell out of their chairs laughing. “Don‘t be silly, only geniuses can become writers,” the English teacher said 2)smugly, “And you are getting a D this semester.” I was so humiliated I burst into tears.
That night I wrote a short sad poem about broken dreams and mailed it to the Capri‘s Weekly newspaper. To my astonishment, they published it and sent me two dollars. I was a published and paid writer. I showed my teacher and fellow students. They laughed. “Just plain dumb luck,” the teacher said. I tasted success. I‘d sold the first thing I‘d ever written. That was more than any of them had done and if it was just dumb luck, that was fine with me.
During the next two years I sold dozens of poems, letters, jokes and 3)recipes. By the time I graduated from high school, with a C minus average, I had 4)scrapbooks filled with my published work. I never mentioned my writing to my teachers, friends or my family again. They were dream killers and if people must choose between their friends and their dreams, they must always choose their dreams.
I had four children at the time, and the oldest was only four. While the children napped, I typed on my ancient typewriter. I wrote what I felt. It took nine months, just like a baby. I chose a publisher at random and put the manuscript in an empty Pampers 5)diapers package, the only box I could find. I‘d never heard of manuscript boxes. The letter I enclosed read, “I wrote this book myself, I hope you like it. I also do the illustrations. Chapter six and twelve are my favourites. Thank you.” I tied a string around the diaper box and mailed it without a self addressed stamped envelope and without making a copy of the manuscript.
A month later I received a contract, an advance on royalties, and a request to start working on another book. Crying Wind, the title of my book, became a best seller, was translated into fifteen languages and Braille and sold worldwide. I appeared on TV talk shows during the day and changed diapers at night. I traveled from New York to California and Canada on 6)promotional tours. My first book also became required reading in native American schools in Canada.
The worst year I ever had as a writer I earned two dollars. I was fifteen, remember? In my best year I earned 36,000 dollars. Most years I earned between five thousand and ten thousand. No, it isn‘t enough to live on, but it‘s still more than I‘d make working part time and it‘s five thousand to ten thousand more than I‘d make if I didn‘t write at all. People ask what college I attended, what degrees I had and what qualifications I have to be a writer. The answer is: “None.” I just write. I‘m not a genius. I‘m not gifted and I don‘t write right. I‘m lazy, 7)undisciplined, and spend more time with my children and friends than I do writing. I didn‘t own a 8)thesaurus until four years ago and I use a small Webster‘s dictionary that I‘d bought at K-9)Mart for 89 cents. I use an electric typewriter that I paid a hundred and twenty nine dollars for six years ago. I‘ve never used a word processor. I do all the cooking, cleaning and laundry for a family of six and fit my writing in a few minutes here and there. I write everything in 10)longhand on yellow tablets while sitting on the sofa with my four kids eating pizza and watching TV. When the book is finished, I type it and mail it to the publisher. I‘ve written eight books. Four have been published and three are still out with the publishers. One stinks. To all those who dream of writing, I‘m shouting at you: “Yes, you can. Yes, you can. Don‘t listen to them.” I don‘t write right but I‘ve beaten the odds. Writing is easy, it‘s fun and anyone can do it. Of course, a little dumb luck doesn‘t hurt.
05 What I ‘ve Learned So Far
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If nothing is in the refrigerator, don‘t eat dog food.
Never cheat because it‘s not worth it.
--Samantha Jean Fritz, age 9
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Check if there is a toilet paper before you sit down.
Don‘t make a bad impression on your neighbors when you first move in.
Laugh at your parents‘ jokes.
--Natalie Citro, age 12
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When my parents are talking, not to interrupt but to wait until later, unless someone is bleeding or something.
--Alle Vitrano, age 8
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If someone dies, think about the good, not the bad. The bad will make you feel worse.
Don‘t judge people by their looks. Somebody could be the ugliest person in the world and still be nice.
--Ashlee Gray, age 9
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If you think something will taste bad, it will. If you think something will taste good, it might.
--Maria Mc Lane, age 9
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Pain is not good.
Girls are more important than you think.
--Philip Maupin, age 13
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Keep your room dirty, so your mom will be afraid to come in, and then she won‘t take your stuff.
--Geoff Rill, age 12
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Don‘t tell a teacher your dog ate your homework, especially if you don‘t have a dog.
--Raelyn Ritchie, age 12
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06 College 1)Bound
My son is a senior in high school, which means that pretty soon he, like millions of other seniors, will have to make a 2)crucial decision, the consequences of which will remain with him for the rest of his life: Who will be his 3)prom date?
Also, at some point he‘ll probably select a college. In fact, we‘ve already gone on several college visits, which are helpful in choosing a college because you can get answers to important academic questions such as:
*Is there parking?
*Are all the students required to get body 4)piercings?
*Is there a bank near the college that you can rob to pay the tuition?
Most college visits include an 5)orientation session, wherein you sit in a lecture room and a college official tells you impressive statistics about the college, including, almost always, how small the classes are. Class smallness is considered the 6)ultimate measure of how good a college is. Havard, for example, has zero students per class: The professors just sit alone in their classrooms, filing their nails.
I noticed, in the orientation sessions, that many of the kids seem semi-bored, whereas the parents not only take notes, but also ask most of the questions, sometimes indicating that they‘ve mapped out their children‘s entire academic careers all the way through death. There will be some girl who looks like she‘s eleven years old, and her dad will raise his hand and say: “If my daughter declares a 7)quadruple major in Biology, Chemistry, Physics and Large Scary 8)Equations, and she graduates with honors and then earns doctorates in Medicine, Engineering, Law, Architecture, 9)Dentistry and 10)Taxidermy, and then she qualifies for a Merwanger Fellowship for 11)Interminable Postdoctoral Studies, does the Nobel organization pay her expenses to Sweden to pick up her prize?”
I was 12)intimidated by these parents. I have frequently not given that much thought to my son‘s academic goals. I assumed he was going to college for the same reason I did, which is that at some point they stop letting you go to high school. I tried to think of questions to ask the college officials, but the only one I could think of was: “How come these lecture-hall desks are never designed for us left-handed people?” Although I didn‘t ask this, because it‘s probably considered insensitive on college campuses to say “left-handed people.” You probably have to say something like “persons of handedness.”
After the orientation session, you go on a campus tour conducted by a student who is required to tell you the name of every single building on the campus, no matter how many there are. After the tour, the kids have interviews with college officials. One of the colleges my son visited was my 13)alma mater, Haverford College. I was a little nervous about going back: I expected that, at any moment, the dean would tap me on the shoulder and say: “Mr. Barry, we need to talk to you about your share of the Class of 1969‘s bill for the cost of 14)scraping an estimated twenty-three thousand butter pats off the dining-hall ceiling.” Fortunately, this did not happen.
I also vaguely recall attending classes and learning numerous English-major facts that still come in mighty handy whenever the topic of conversation turns -- as it so often does -- to Seventeenth-Century English 15)metaphysical poetry. Yes, college was a valuable experience for me, and I‘m sure it will also be one for my son, wherever he decides to go on prom night, I mean.
07 Catch of a Lifetime
He was 11 years old and went fishing every chance he got from the dock at his family‘s 1)cabin on an island in the middle of a New Hampshire lake.
On the day before the 2)bass season 3)opened, he and his father were fishing early in the evening, catching 4)sunfish and 5)perch with worms. Then he tied on a small silver 6)lure and practiced casting. The lure struck the water and caused colored 7)ripples in the sunset, then silver ripples as the moon rose over the lake.
When his 8)peapole doubled over, he knew something huge was on the other end. His father watched with admiration as the boy skillfully worked the fish alongside the dock.
Finally, he very 9)gingerly lifted the exhausted fish from the water. It was the largest one he had ever seen, but it was a bass.
The boy and his father looked at the handsome fish, 10)gills playing back and forth in the moonlight. The father lit a match and looked at his watch. It was 10 P.M.-- two hours before the season opened. He looked at the fish, then at the boy.
“You‘ll have to put it back, son,” he said.
“Dad!” cried the boy.
“There will be other fish,” said his father.
“Not as big as this one,” cried the boy.
He looked around the lake. No other fishermen or boats were anywhere around in the moonlight. He looked again at his father. Even though no one had seen them, nor could anyone ever know what time he caught the fish, the boy could tell by the clarity of his father‘s voice that the decision was not 11)negotiable. He slowly worked the hook out of the lip of the huge bass and lowered it into the black water.
The creature 12)swished its powerful body and disappeared. The boy suspected that he would never again see such a great fish.
That was 34 years ago. Today, the boy is a successful architect in New York City. His father‘s cabin is still there on the island in the middle of the lake. He takes his own son and daughters fishing from the same dock.
And he was right. He has never again caught such a magnificent fish as the one he landed that night long ago. But he does see that same fish-again and again-every time he comes up against a question of 13)ethics.
For, as his father taught him, ethics are simple matters of right and wrong. It is only the practice of ethics that is difficult. Do we do right when no one is looking? Do we refuse to 14)cut corners to get the design in on time? Or refuse to trade stocks based on information that we know we aren‘t supposed to have?
We would if we were taught to put the fish back when we were young. For we would have learned the truth. The decision to do right lives fresh and fragrant in our memory. It is a story we will proudly tell our friends and grandchildren. Not about how we had a chance to beat the system and took it, but about how we did the right thing and were forever 15)strengthened.
08 Is Fire Goddess Spelled with Two “D”s ?
When I was eight years old, I saw a movie about a mysterious island that had an erupting 1)volcano and 2)lush jungles filled with wild animals and 3)cannibals. The island was ruled by a beautiful woman called Tondalaya, the Fire Goddess of the Volcano. It was a terrible low budget movie, but to me, it represented the perfect life. Being chased by 4)molten 5)lava, blood thirsty animals and savages was a small price to pay for freedom. I desperately wanted to be the Fire Goddess. I wrote it on my list of things to be when I grow up, and I asked my girlfriend if Fire Goddess was spelled with two “D”s.
Through the years, the school system did its best to mold me into a no nonsense, responsible, respectable citizen, and Tondalaya was forgotten. My parents approved of my suitable marriage and I spent the next 25 years being a good wife, eventually the mother of four, and a very respectable responsible member of society. My life was as 6)bland and boring as a bowl of 7)oatmeal. I knew exactly what to expect in the future. The children would grow up and leave home, my husband and I would grow old together, and we‘d baby-sit the grandchildren.
The week I turned 50, my marriage came to a sudden end. My house, furniture and everything I‘d owned was auctioned off to pay debts I didn‘t even know existed. In a week I had lost my husband, my home and my parents who refused to accept a divorce in the family. I‘d lost everything except my four teenage children. I had enough money to rent a cheap apartment while I looked for a job or I could use every penny I had to buy five plane tickets from Missouri to the most remote island in the world, the big island of Hawaii. Everyone said I was crazy to think I could just run off to an island and survive. They predicted I‘d come crawling back in a month. Part of me was afraid they were right.
The next day, my four children and I landed on the big island of Hawaii with less than $2,000, knowing no one in the world was going to help us. I rented an unfurnished apartment where we slept on the floor and lived on 8)cereal. I worked three jobs 9)scrubbing floors on my hands and knees, selling 10)macadamia nuts to tourists and gathering coconuts. I worked 18 hours a day and lost 30 pounds because I lived on one meal a day. I had panic attacks that left me curled into a knot on the bathroom floor shaking like a 11)shell-shocked soldier.
One night as I walked alone on the beach, I saw the red orange glow of the lava pouring out of Kilauea Volcano in the distance. I was 12)wading in the Pacific Ocean, watching the world‘s most active volcano, and wasting that incredible moment, because I was 13)haunted by the past, exhausted by the present and terrified of the future. I‘d almost achieved my childhood dream but hadn‘t realized it, because I was focused on my burdens instead of my blessings. It was time to live my imagination not my history. Tondalaya, the Fire Goddess of the Volcano had finally arrived.
The next day, I quit my jobs and invested my last 14)paycheck in art supplies and began doing what I loved. I hadn‘t painted a picture in 15 years, because we barely 15)scratched out a living on the farm in Missouri, and there hadn‘t been money for the tubes of paint, and canvas and frames. I wondered if I could still paint or if I had forgotten how. My hands trembled the first time I picked up a brush. But before an hour had passed, I was lost in the colors spreading across the canvas in front of me. I painted pictures of old sailing ships and as soon as I started believing in myself, other people started believing in me, too. The first painting sold for $1,500 before I even had time to frame it.
The past six years have been filled with adventures. My children and I have gone swimming with 16)dolphins, watched 17)whales and hiked around the 18)crater rim of the volcano. We wake up every morning with the ocean in front of us and the volcano behind us. The dream I had more than 40 years ago is now reality. I live on an island with a continuously erupting volcano. The only animals in the jungle are wild 19)boars and 20)mongooses and there aren‘t any cannibals. But often in the evening, I can hear the drums from native dancers on the beach.
I‘m free for the first time in my life. I am Tondalaya, the Fire Goddess of the Volcano, spelled with two “D”s and I‘m living happily ever after.
01 Scarborough Fair
*Are you going to Scarborough Fair
1)Parsley, 2)sage, 3)rosemary and 4)thyme
Remember me to one who lives there
She once was a true love of mine*
Tell her to make me a 5)cambric shirt
(Oh the side of a hill in the deep forest green)
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
(Tracing of sparrow on the snow crested brown)
Without no seams nor needle work
(Blankets and bedclothes the child of the mountain)
Then she‘ll be a true love of mine
(Sleeps unaware of the 6)clarion call)
Tell her to find me an acre of land
(On the side of a hill a 7)sprinkling of leaves)
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
(Washes the grave with silvery tears)
Between the salt water and the sea strand
(A soldier cleans and polishes a gun)
Then she‘ll be a true love of mine
Tell her to 8)reap it with a 9)sickle of leather
(War bells blazing in scarlet 10)battalion)
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
(Generals order their soldiers to kill)
And gather it all in a bunch of heather
(And to fight for a cause they‘ve long ago forgotten)
Then she‘ll be a true love of mine
01 I Have a Dream
I am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation.
Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, signed the 1)Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous 2)decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been 3)seared in the flames of 4)withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of their captivity.
But one hundred years later, the Negro still is not free. One hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the 5)manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One hundred years later, the Negro is still 6)languishing in the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land. So we have come here today to dramatize the shameful condition.
In a sense we‘ve come to our nation‘s capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to 7)fall heir. This note was a promise that all men, yes, black men as well as white men, would be guaranteed the 8)inalienable rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.
It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note 9)insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check, a check which has come back marked “insufficient funds.”
But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are “insufficient funds” in the great 10)vaults of opportunity of this nation. So we‘ve come to cash this check-a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice.
I say to you today, my friends, so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American Dream. I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up, live out the true meaning of 11)its creed: “We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal.”
I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia, sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave-owners, will they be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood. I have a dream, that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state 12)sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an 13)oasis of freedom and justice.
I have a dream, that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character, I have a dream today.
I have a dream that one day down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of 14)interposition and 15)nullification, one day right down in Alabama little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers. I have a dream today.
I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low; the rough places will be made plain; and the 16)crooked places will be made straight; and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed and all 17)flesh shall see it together. This is our hope.
So let freedom ring from the 18)prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York. Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania. Let freedom ring from the snow-capped Rockies of Colorado. Let freedom ring from the 19)curvaceous slopes of California. But not only that, let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia. Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee. Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi, from every mountainside. Let freedom ring and when this happens, when we allow freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every 20)hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God‘s children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual, “Free at last, free at last, thank God almighty, we are free at last.”
02 My American Journey
Nevertheless, I do not 1)unequivocally rule out a political future. If I ever do decide to enter politics, however, it will not be because of high popularity ratings, but because I have a vision for this country. Frankly, the present atmosphere does not make entering public service especially attractive. I find that civility is being driven from our political discourse. For all the present sensitivity over correctness, we seem to have lost our sense of shame as a society.
We say we are 2)appalled by the rise of sexually transmitted disease, by the wave of teenage pregnancies, by violent crime. Yet we 3)drench ourselves in depictions of explicit sex and crime on television, in the movies and in pop music. How do we find our way again? How do we reestablish moral standards? How do we end the ethnic fragmentation that is making us an increasingly 4)hyphenated people? How do we restore a sense of family to our national life? On a speech circuit, I tell a story that goes to the heart of America‘s longing. The ABC correspondent Sam Donaldson was interviewing a young African-American soldier in a tank 5)platoon on the eve of battle in Desert Storm. Donaldson asked, “How do you think the battle will go? Are you afraid?”
“We‘ll do okay. We‘re well trained. And I‘m not afraid,” the 6)GI answered, gesturing toward his buddies around him. “I‘m not afraid because I‘m with my family.”
The other soldiers shouted: “Tell him again. He didn‘t hear you.”
The soldier repeated: “This is my family and we‘ll take care of each other.”
That story never fails to touch me or the audience. It is a metaphor for what we have to do as a nation. We have to start thinking of America as a family. We have to stop 7)screeching at each other, stop hurting each other, and instead start caring for, sacrificing for, and sharing with each other. We have to stop continually criticizing, which is the cry of the ideologue, and instead get back to the can-do attitude that made America. We have to keep trying, and risk failing, in order to solve this country‘s problems. We cannot move forward if cynics and critics 8)swoop down and pick apart anything that goes wrong to a point where we lose sight of what is right, decent, and uniquely good about America.
Jefferson once wrote, “There is a debt of service due from every man to his country, proportioned to the bounties which nature and fortune have measured to him.” As one who has received so much from his country, I feel that debt heavily, and I can never be entirely free of it. My responsibility, our responsibility as lucky Americans, is to try to give back to this country as much as it has given to us, as we continue our American journey together.
03 Unvanishing Voices
With this 1)pledge taken, I assume 2)unhesitatingly the leadership of this great army of our people dedicated to a disciplined attack upon our common problems.
Action in this image, action to this end is 3)feasible under the form of government which we have 4)inherited from our ancestors. Our constitution is so simple so practical that it is possible always to meet extraordinary needs by changes in emphasis and arrangement without loss of essential form. That is why our constitutional system has proved itself the most superbly enduring political mechanism the modern world has ever seen. It has met every stress of 5)vast expansion of territory, of foreign wars, of bitter internal strife, of world relations.
04 DIVIDED WE STAND
Gore: There is a simple reason that Florida law and the law in many other states calls for a careful check by real people of the machine results in elections like this one. The reason? Machines can sometimes misread or fail to detect the way 1)ballots are cast. And when there are serious doubts, checking the machine count with a careful hand count is accepted 2)far and wide as the best way to know the true intentions of the voters.
Bush: Each time these voting cards are handled, the potential for errors 3)multiplies. Additional 4)manual counts of votes that have been counted and recounted will make the process less accurate, not more so.
5)Katherine Harris: On behalf of the state Elections Canvassing Commission, and 6)in accordance with the laws of the state of Florida, I hereby declare Governor George W. Bush the winner of Florida‘s 25 7)electoral votes for the President of the United States.
8)Joe Lieberman: This evening, the Secretary of State of Florida has decided to certify what by any reasonable standard is an incomplete and inaccurate count of the votes cast in the state of Florida.
Bush: The election was close, but tonight after a count, a recount and yet another manual recount, 9)Secretary Cheney and I are honored and humbled to have won the state of Florida, which gives us the needed electoral votes to win the election. We will therefore undertake the responsibility of preparing to serve as America‘s next President and Vice President.
Gore: Now the US Supreme Court has spoken. Let there be no doubt, while I strongly disagree with the court‘s decision, I accept it. I accept the 10)finality of this outcome, which will be 11)ratified next Monday in the Electoral College. And tonight for the sake of our unity as a people and the strength of our democracy, I offer my 12)concession.
05 1)NEW YORK SENATE RACE SPEECH
You know, you know, we started this great effort on a sunny July morning in Pindars Corner on Pat and Liz Moynihan‘s beautiful farm and 62 2)counties, 16 months, 3 debates, 2 opponents, and 6 black 3)pantsuits later, because of you, here we are.
You came out and said that issues and ideals matter. Jobs matter, downstate and upstate. Health care matters, education matters, the environment matters, Social Security matters, a woman‘s right to choose matters. It all matters and I just want to say from the bottom of my heart, thank you, New York!
Thank you for opening up your minds and your hearts, for seeing the possibility of what we could do together for our children and for our future here in this state and in our nation. I am profoundly grateful to all of you for giving me the chance to serve you.
I will, I will do everything I can to be worthy of your faith and trust and to honor the powerful example of Senator Daniel Patrick Moynihan. I would like all of you and the countless New Yorkers and Americans watching to join me in honoring him for his 4)incredible half century of service to New York and our nation.  Senator Moynihan, on behalf of New York and America, thank you.
I promise you tonight that I will reach across party lines to bring progress for all of New York‘s families. Today we voted as Democrats and Republicans. Tomorrow we begin again as New Yorkers.
And how fortunate we are indeed to live in the most 5)diverse, 6)dynamic and beautiful state in the entire union. You know, from the South Bronx to the Southern Tier, from Brooklyn to Buffalo, from Montauk to Massena, from the 7)world‘s tallest skyscrapers to breathtaking mountain ranges, I‘ve met people whose faces and stories I will never forget. Thousands of New Yorkers from all 62 counties welcomed me into your schools, your local 8)diners, your factory floors, your living rooms and front 9)porches. You taught me, you tested me and you shared with me your challenges and concerns-about overcrowded or crumbling schools, about the struggle to care for growing children and aging parents, about the continuing challenge of providing equal opportunity for all and about children moving away from their home towns because good jobs are so hard to find in upstate New York. Now I‘ve worked on issues like these for a long time, some of them for 30 years, and I am determined to make a difference for all of you.
You see, I believe our nation 10)owes every responsible citizen and every responsible family the tools that they need to make the most of their own lives. That‘s the basic bargain. I‘ll do my best to honor in the United States Senate.
And to those of you who did not support me, I want you to know that I will work in the Senate for you and for all New Yorkers. And to those of you who worked so hard and never lost faith even in the toughest times, I offer you my 11)undying gratitude.
06 Bill Gates‘ Keynote Speech
Good morning. It‘s a great pleasure to be here. Today is a major milestone for Microsoft as our first Developers Conference here in China. The key partnerships we build with software developers around the world are central not only to the success of Windows but also to realize the great possibilities that PC technology provides. It‘s through applications of every variety that businesses will be using the personal computer as the tool of the Information Age.
Microsoft has a vision for where the PC is going. And that vision says that PCs will become a central element of how companies share information inside the company. The name of that vision is, the so called Digital Nervous System (DNS), allowing companies to reduce paper work and make better decisions. The Digital Nervous System means that not only do you have the PCs that are connected together, and not only do you have standard elements like electronic mail but also you‘ve really thought carefully about what information is important, and so all of the processes-order taking, sales planning, personnel management, project management- all of those have been set up to take full advantage of the capabilities of the computer.
Now, another major vision that Microsoft has is that writing the programs, writing the applications for these machines needs to get very easy and we need to be able to do it, so we can write programs that run across the entire Internet which is millions of machines. So this is a new approach to programming that draws on what was done previously. DNS says that developers should be able to focus on their particular task and not have to learn a lot about management of the machine resources.
Great chips and systems developed by our partners who are here with us sponsoring this event, make this all possible. And there‘s an incredible opportunity for developers. The applications that are written today will sell to an even larger base of machines out in the market. There is a lot that we‘re doing to increase the work of developers-make sure they understand where the PC is going and how tools can help them and we‘re even helping them now, with more and more marketing type of activities making sure they get out in with the customers.
And this is something that we are just going to increase year after year, after year. And so the overall DNS message is one about helping developers seize that opportunity by bringing together the different architectures, making things automatic and allowing this to be done in a great evolutionary fashion. And so I think it‘s a fantastic time to be a developer and we appreciate your being here and look forward to the opportunity to work with you more.
Thank you.
07 Rich Dad‘s Money Making Secrets
Tip 1
Have an open mindset
The most important thing to becoming rich is for you to have a 1)mindset to want to become rich. The reason I say that is this, is because I wanted to become rich when I played 2)Monopoly, that was, I was nine years old. The greatest formula for wealth is found on that board game. When I was nine years old my poor dad, the schoolteacher says, “Ah, put the game away. Study, study, study! You‘re wasting your time playing Monopoly.” And my rich dad said, “The formula, you must open your mind and see the formula right on Monopoly.” He said, “It‘s right in front of you.” And I went, “What‘s the formula?” And finally I learned the formula is: four green houses, red hotel, four green houses, red hotel. Today I‘m a rich man because all I ever did since the time I was 24 years old was buy four green houses, sell them all, buy a red hotel. Four green houses, red hotel. It is not, you do not have to go to school to become rich. Just play Monopoly; four green houses, red hotel. That is it.
You must look at how people before you have become rich. Do not talk to poor people. Poor people will tell you: “Oh it‘s too risky. Don‘t do that. Don‘t take risk. Save your money. Play it safe.” That is a poor person‘s mindset. You must have open mindset, open. And if you have an open mindset you will learn from everything. If you have a closed mindset you will learn from nothing. So I think that is the most important thing.
Tip 2
The difference between money and wealth
No, I don‘t have a salary. I‘ve only had a job four years in my life. I don‘t want a salary. The middle class and poor, what they want is high income. They think they want money. But they have no wealth because they have no 3)assets. You must know the difference between money and wealth but they‘re not the same things. Money will never make you rich. This makes you rich. I have large companies. I have lots of stocks. I trade 4)options. I have real estate, that‘s what makes me rich so the money just comes in whether I work or not.
Bill Gates only makes 500,000 a year. That‘s all. I make more than him. That‘s all he makes but he‘s worth 20 billion. I‘m trying to tell you there is a very big difference between income, money and wealth. So I have spent my life buying assets: businesses, stocks, real estate. That‘s what makes you rich, not a job. The reason the rich in America get richer is they pass this on to their kids. My poor dad always said: “High paying job, high paying job, high paying job.” And my rich dad said: “Assets, assets, assets.” That‘s the difference.
08 New Beijing, the Three-Colored New Olympics
Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen.
1)Bidding for the Olympic Games is, in a way, an image-creating 2)undertaking. The first and 3)foremost thing is to let people fall in love with the city at first sight, attracting them by its unique image. What image does Beijing intend to create for itself once it has the opportunity to 4)host the 2008 Olympics? It is known to all that the Beijing 5)Municipal Government has already set the theme for the future games: New Beijing, Great Olympics. For me, the 2008 Olympics will be a great green Olympics 6)illuminated with two more special colors: yellow and red.
First, yellow is a meaningful color. The Yellow River is China‘s mother river and the 7)cradle of Chinese civilization. We are of the yellow race and 8)descendants of the Yellow Emperor. This color has a special origin and great significance for the Chinese people. Beijing is the capital of New China and previously the capital for nine dynasties in Chinese history. So, yellow will naturally add splendor to the 2008 Games.
Secondly, the 2008 Olympics will be a red 9)pageant.
Red is another traditionally cherished color for the whole country. We adore red. On big occasions, we like to decorate our homes in red. It is the color of double happiness, representing joyous moments, 10)auspiciousness, enthusiasm and prosperity. Red is one of the most suitable colors to describe the future of Beijing. Beijing, together with the whole country, is becoming more and more prosperous in the process of modernization.
Above all, the 2008 Olympics will be a green Olympics.
Adding the green ingredient is essential in creating an appealing image, as we can‘t deny the fact that Beijing, at the moment, is not as green a city as what we like it to be. Striving for an environmentally appealing city has become a central task for all the citizens of Beijing. Big efforts have been made in pollution control, replanting and beautification of the city.
Certainly, all of this is no easy task. But I am sure that all of us have confidence that we will realize these green goals. For now we have the full support and participation of the environmentally conscious citizens. Each citizen is showing great concern for every one of the steps the city government takes. As the saying goes, “United, we stand,” and a green Beijing will be achieved.
When our aspiration becomes reality, it will be a unique Olympics. New Beijing, Great Olympics will be weaved of these three superb colors: yellow, red and green.
Let us welcome it and look forward to it! Thank you!
09 THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE
Mr. Chairman, adjudicators, ladies and gentlemen,
Good afternoon.
The arrival of the year 1999 has brought with it a near perfect opportunity to take a look back at the last one thousand years, assess man‘s successes and failures, and look forward with our predictions of the third 1)millennium. Already this afternoon you‘ve heard many assessments and you‘ve heard a variety of predictions.
A few hundred years ago to have held an event like this it would have been 2)imperative that we were all fluent in a number of different 3)tongues, for the approach of combating the language barrier was simply to learn many different languages. Of course people back then had an 4)ulterior motive: that was to ensure that different languages held their different societal positions, or as King Charles V of Spain put it, “I speak Spanish to God, Italian to woman, French to men and German to my horse.”
Today our approach is somewhat different. Instead of trying to vastly spread our 5)verbal ability 6)across the board, we‘ve chosen rather to focus it, concentrating on our ability to master one particular language, the English language. Time magazine recently suggested that by the turn of the millennium, English will be the 7)Lingua Franca for one quarter of the world‘s population. Already today sixty percent of the world‘s television and radio broadcasts are produced and delivered in English. Seventy percent of the world‘s mail addressed in English. And it is the language of choice for almost every byte of computer data sent across the globe.
But why English? There are no clear linguistic reasons for its suggested global dominance, certainly the grammar is complicated, the spelling peculiar and the pronunciation 8)eccentric, to say the very least. One would need only look through the dictionary to find the vast list of amusing paradoxes in the English language- 9)quicksand that works slowly, a 10)boxing ring that is in fact square and a 11)guinea pig that‘s really neither from Guinea nor is it a pig. Doesn‘t it seem odd that one can make 12)amends but not one 13)amend. Or 14)go through the 15)annals of history but not one annal. The reason, ladies and gentlemen, is simple. English is strange, but no where near as strange as some of our 16)alternatives.
Perhaps I should give you a few 17)idiomatic examples. In English we say “once in a blue moon.” The Italians choose instead “every death of a Pope.” Yiddish doesn‘t like our “drop dead,” replacing it rather with the slightly more obscure “you should lie in the earth?” And if you wanted to 18)tell someone off in Spanish our relatively obvious “19)go fly a kite” would be better served by the phrase “go fry 20)asparagus.” English‘s primary advantage is that of flexibility. On the one hand it has the largest vocabulary of all modern languages, allowing us, as its users, to say exactly what we want in exactly the words we choose to use. On the other, globalization has insured the introduction of a business English, a sort of 21)trimmed down variety of the language we‘ve all come to know and love.
In a thousand years time, Western clocks will hopefully have ticked onto the year 2999 and we can be assured that scientists, academics and 22)futurists will 23)convene, much like we‘ve done today to look back at the third millennium and offer their predictions for the successes of the forth.
It‘s impossible to imagine what they might say, impossible to imagine what technology they‘ll have available or even which planet they‘ll hold the meeting on. In fact, quite possibly the only thing we can say for sure is that they‘ll be discussing the issues in one common universal language. And that will be the language of the third millennium. And that language without any doubt looks set to be English. Thank you.
10 Tips for Making an Effective Speech
1 You must speak up and project your voice even if you are using a microphone.
2 Your voice should be resonant and sustained when you speak.
3 Pitch your voice slightly lower than normal. Listeners tend to associate credibility and authority with a relatively deep voice.
4 Try to end declarative sentences on a low tone without, however, trailing off in volume.
5 Slow down.
01 A Scene of Friends
Joey: My agent has just got me a job in the new 1)Al Pacino movie!
Others: What! Wow, oh my God, you‘re joking? What‘s the part?
Joey: Can you believe this? Al Pacino! This guy‘s the reason I became an actor. “2)I‘m out of order. Peh, you‘re out of order. This whole courtroom‘s out of order.”
Phoebe: Seriously, what, what‘s the part?
Joey: Just when I thought I was out, they pulled me back in.
Ross: Come on, seriously Joey, what‘s the part?
Joey: Ah, well, it‘s kind of dumb.
Phoebe: You‘re la la la what?
Joey: I‘m his butt double. Okay? I play Al Pacino‘s butt. He goes into the shower and then, I‘m his butt.
Phoebe: Oh my God!
Joey: Come on you guys, this is a real movie and Al Pacino‘s in it and that‘s big.
Chandler: Oh no, it‘s terrific...it‘s, it‘s...you know you deserve this after all your years of struggling, you‘ve finally been able to crack your way into show-business.
Joey: Okay, okay, fine, make jokes. I don‘t care.  This is a big break for me!
Ross: Oh, you‘re right, you‘re right, it is. So you‘re going to invite us all to the big opening.
02 A Christmas Humor
(It is Christmas time. A band of ragged 1)vagrants gathers in the hall of a police station, singing.)
Robert (Policeman): What is all this noise about?
Pat (Policewoman): It‘s a band of 2)New Age travelers on 3)arraignment. They‘ve been causing an 4)obstruction.
Robert: Well, I‘m not putting up with this all night. You‘re all officially warned. Now, Happy Christmas and get out!
Man: All power and passion, mate. You‘re Babylon, but I will speak to you. Your all 5)impounded our van, man.
Woman: My belly is swollen with the fruit of love-seed. And we are homeless.
Man: We are a circle, there is no end, there is no beginning. Everything is now, and we are here, and we‘re staying.
Robert: Well, what in twelve types of 6)instant cake mix are we suppose to do with these people? And this is all we need on Christmas Eve, isn‘t it? A couple arrived from far away, with nowhere to stay for the night, the woman heavily pregnant. I mean did you ever hear of such a thing?
Woman: Aaa...
May (Policewoman): What? You‘re not going to...
Woman: Aaa...
Pat: All right, Heavy. Let‘s get them into the interview room and get the 7)Dettol and 8)sterilize the table.
May: Hang on, Pat. This person is a woman, an individual. She has to decide if she wants to have her baby. (To woman) It‘s all right, love. It‘s your body and you are in control. You tell us what you want.
Woman: I want to have it by candlelight.
May: Well, I think we can manage that. (To Pat)You see, Pat, it doesn‘t hurt to give people choices in their life.
Woman: And a bath full of warm ewe‘s milk.
Man: Like 9)Stonehedge.
May: Let‘s get her on the table.
Pat: Gordy?
Gordy (Policeman): Yes?
Pat: Hot water. Now.
Woman: Aaa...
Gordy: Yes.
Pat: Gordy, did you get the hot water?
Gordy: Well, I was going to. But then I thought we really ought to opt for something more interesting, so I got her this carton of 10)Ribena from my cupboard.
03 Odd Medical Experiences
Now is it just me, or are 1)chemists getting increasingly nosey? It‘s ever since the government suggested that we consult our chemists for minor 2)ailments rather than troubling our doctors, who are all far too busy with their calculators 3)managing their funds. But as a result, chemists have all become 4)a bit big for their boots, if you‘ll forgive the 5)pun. You go into your chemist‘s for a bottle of aspirin, and instead of just giving them to you, they now say, “Why? What‘s wrong?” They‘re desperate to get you into that little back room they have now, where they can take your blood pressure and 6)poke around in your underwear. That chilling question when you ask for throat sweets, “Are these for you?” I always say, “No, they‘re for my mother.” But what does the 7)bloke who develops your holiday 8)snaps know about 9)gynecological matters? Mind you if he develops my holiday snaps, at least he‘ll know what he‘s looking for. You can‘t have a bloke 10)stumbling out of a dark room dripping 11)fixative fluids, and saying, “OK, Miss Brand, put your feet in the 12)stirrups, and let‘s 13)see what develops.”
The other brand new medical breakthrough that I personally welcome, is the 14)advent of the drop-in medical centres that you can now see in train stations. You don‘t have to make an appointment you just drop in and drop them. The 15)appeal of it is that the person you see doesn‘t know who you are, so you are not likely to bump into him at the school 16)fete, and watch him refuse your homemade upside down cake 17)on the grounds of hygiene. The only problem with these drop-in centres at your local train station is that I am not absolutely convinced that the people you see are actually qualified doctors. The bloke I saw last time wore a blue cap, and tried to remove my verruca with a ticket 18)punch. If you go in and say, “I am 19)late.” They automatically blame leaves on the line of Didcock Parkway. Would you go for family planning advice to a 20)Virgin Train‘s medical centre?
These drop-in centres have particularly shifty waiting rooms. All the blokes pretend to have a cough to 21)deflect suspicion, that it might be something more sinister. Blokes are just no good at going to the doctor, are they? They don‘t see illness as a natural part of being alive, in the way that women do, that they see it as a form of weakness so they go in to see the doctor and say, “I‘ve got this pain. Actually it‘s much better today. In fact, I think it‘s gone. Sorry to have troubled you, goodbye.” But it‘s the doctor who has to say, “But you‘ve got your leg in a carrier bag.” Women 22)make no bones about it-we give it to the doctor with both barrels. Women turn up with written accounts, dates, times, 23)Polaroid photos. That‘s why 24)homeopaths make such a good living - it‘s somewhere that woman can go and talk about herself for half an hour, without being interrupted by another woman talking about herself.
01 Court Show
Witness: There was some kind of panic.
Lawyer 1: What panic do you mean?
Witness: Dr. Leech came rushing in. It was about twenty minutes after 1)the call that Mrs. Minor was dead.  He 2)huddled up with Dr. Morganson, chief of staff.
Lawyer 1: Did you hear what was being said?
Lawyer 2: Objection. 3)Hearsay.
Lawyer 1: Excited 4)utterance.
Judge: I‘ll allow it.
Lawyer 1: What did you hear, Mrs. Henderson?
Witness: Well, Dr. Morganson was already upset over another patient who died. It‘s not like him to become 5)animated, but he was here. He was demanding lists of 6)surgical teams and he wanted an M&M conference that very night.
Lawyer 1: What‘s an M&M conference?
Witness: It‘s a 7)mortality and 8)morbidity conference. Doctors convene secretly to discuss the cause of death of patients. Often for unexplained deaths.
Lawyer 1: Do you know the results of this meeting?
Witness: No, the contents are secret.  Nobody but the doctors ever finds out what goes on in there.
Lawyer 1: Thank you.
Lawyer 2: Gee, you make it sound like a big 9)conspiracy. M&M conferences are routinely held at hospitals aren‘t they, Nurse Henderson?
Witness: Yes, but this was...
Lawyer 2: Thank you. And one of the reasons that they have these meetings, among others, is so that doctors can freely swap information to learn. Isn‘t that correct?
Witness: Yes.
Lawyer 2: They have these meetings whether things go wrong or not.
Witness: They seemed to have this one in a hurry.
Lawyer 2: Well, is it possible Dr. Leech was upset about the death and he wanted to find out quickly if something went wrong? Is that possible?
Witness: Yes.
Lawyer 2: And here you are presenting a doctor‘s concern about his patients as something incriminating?
Witness: Doctors have two kinds of expressions. One is concern for the patients, the other is concern over 10)liability. This seemed to be the latter.
Lawyer 2: So, you based today‘s 11)testimony on your ability to read an expression.
Witness: I was there, Mr. Walton. Something was wrong.
Lawyer 2: But you weren‘t in that operating room, were you, Mrs. Henderson?
Witness: No, I wasn‘t.
Lawyer 2: Thank you.
01 Summer Wine
Strawberries, cherries and an angels‘ kissing spring
My summer wine is really made from all these things
I walked in town on silver 1)spurs that jingled tune
A song that I had only sing to just a few
She saw my silver spurs and said
“Let‘s spare some time and I will give to you summer wine”
Oh, oh, summer wine
*Strawberries, cherries and the angels‘ kissing spring
My summer wine is really made from all these things
Take off your silver spurs and help me pass the time
And I will give to you(my) summer wine
Oh, summer wine*
My eyes grew heavy and my lips they could not speak
I‘ve tried to get up but I couldn‘t find my feet
She reassured me with an unfamiliar line
And then she gave to me more summer wine
More summer wine
(Repeat *)
When I woke up the sun was shining in my eyes
My silver spurs were gone
My head felt twice its size
She took my silver spurs a dollar and a dime
And left me craving for more summer wine
More summer wine
(Repeat *)