(完整word)典范英语8-15

BOOK15HerecomestroubleChapter1OnFridayafternoonClassSevenhadanArtlesson.Itwastheirfavouritelessonoftheweek。Everyonelookedforwardtoit。EveryoneexceptTrudyHubble.Trudyhadelbowsthatstuckoutandknockedthingsover。Herhandswerelargeandclumsy。Herfeetweresobigshewasalwaystrippingoverthings.WhenshecameintotheclassroomRobMasonsaid,‘Lookout，herecomesTrouble!'ThiswasRob’sideaofajoke。Hecalledher‘Trouble’becauseitsoundedlikehertwonames—TrudyHubble-puttogether.Theotherkidslaughed。Trudyhadtosmileandpretendshedidn’tmind.Butshedidmind。Shemindedalot.MrsWestonsaid,‘Sitdown，Trudy。LetLisabringyouawaterjarandsomepaints.'TrudyknewwhyMrsWestonwantedhertositdown。MrsWestonhadbeenherteacherforthreemonthsnow.ShehadseenwhathappenedwhenTrudytriedtodoArt.Itwasalwaysadisaster!LisaGibbsfetchedpaperandpaintandbrushes。SheputthemonthetableshesharedwithTrudy.Next，shefilledajarwithwaterandtookthattoTrudy.BeforeshesatdownshemovedherchairasfarawayfromTrudyaspossible。TrudywishedshecouldbemorelikeLisa。Lisaneverknockedthingsover.Shehadsmallhandsandfeetandwavybrownhair。Trudy'shairwasasstraightasstraw。‘Now，today,’MrsWestonsaid,‘I’dlikeyoutopaintmeamonster.Thescariestmonsteryoucanthinkof。’‘Oh,great!’ClassSevenlovedpaintingmonsters。Trudydecidedtostartwiththeeyes。Theeyeswerethescariestpartofanymonster。Shedippedherbrushinredpaint.Thenshemadetwolargeredcirclesonthepaper.Thentwolargeyellowcircles。Thentwolargegreencircles.Butitdidn’tlookmuchlikeamonster。Itlookedmoreliketwosetsoftrafficlights.SheglancedatLisa’spicture.Lisahadpaintedabeautifulgreendragonwithflamescomingoutofitsmouth。Trudysighed。Shereachedouttodipherbrushinsomeblackpaintand—oh,no！Sheknockedoverthejamjar.Dirtywaterspreadinapoolacrossthetable.ItdrownedLisa’sdragon。‘Oops，sorry，'Trudymuttered。Lisastarteddownathersoggypicture。Tearscameintohereyes.RobMasoncameovertolook.‘Hey,MrsWeston!’hecalled。‘ComeandseewhatTrudy’Trudywentredintheface。‘I'llgetacloth，’shemuttered.Shejumpedtoherfeet-and-sdonenow。’Herchairfelloverbackwards.SheturnedroundandherpaintbrushcaughtRobMasonacrosstheface.Itgavehimadroopyblackmoustache.Hewassosurprisedthathestaggeredbackagainstawirebookstand。Thebookstandcamecrashingdownandbookswentalloverthefloor。‘Oh,no!'MrsWestoncamehurryingover.ShecaughtherlegonTrudy’schairandladderedhertights。Chapter2IhateArt，Trudythoughtasshewenthomeonthebus。AndIhateschool!Shewishedsheneverhadtogotoschoolagain.Thebusstoppedoutsideherhouse。Shejumpedupfromherseat。Herelbowknockedawoman'shatrightoverhereyes.Shegotoffthebusandranindoors。Assoonassheopenedthedoorsheknewsomethingwaswrong.Thehousewastooquiet。Notasoundfromthekitchen。Notasoundinthehall。‘Mum？’shecalled。‘I’mupstairs,Trudy.’Mum’svoicesoundedstrange，allhoarseandcroaky.Trudywentupstairstwo-at-a—time。Sheopenedthebedroomdoor.Mumlayinbed,holdingaboxofpaperhankies。‘I’vegotanawfulcold，’shesaid.‘Don’tcometoocloseoryoumightcatchit.'‘Okay。’Trudystayednearthedoor.‘ShallImakeyouamugoftea?’Mumsaidquickly,‘No,thanks。I’llwaittillyourdadgetshome.’Trudysighed.SheknewwhyMumdidn’twanthertomakeanytea.ShewasafraidTrudywouldspillitcomingupthestairs。‘What'sthat？’Trudyaskedeagerly.‘TakeamessagetoMrsWillow.TellherIshan’tbewellenoughtocometoworktomorrow。’Mumblewhernoseintoapaperhanky。‘She’saveryoldlady。Idon’twanttogivehermycold.’Trudyturnedtothedoor。‘Thanks。Oh,butTrudy—‘Trudystopped.‘Yes,Mum?’‘Mrswillow'shouseisfullofbeautifulthings。Ihavetobevery,verycarefulnottobreakanything。So,ifsheasksyoutocomein，you’dbettersayno。’Trudysighed.‘Yes，Mum。'Shewentdownstairsagainandranalongthecrowdedstreet.‘Oops,sorry，'shesaidasshebumpedintoapasser-by。Luckilyshedidn’thavefartogo.Mrswillowlivedinatall，gracefuloldhouse.Trudyknockedonthedoorandwaited.Sheheardthetap—tapofastickcomingfrominside。Thedooropened。Therestoodanoldladywithwhitehairandsharpblueeyes.Althoughshewalkedwithastick，shewastallandgraceful，likeherhouse.‘Hello，MrsWillow，’saidTrudy。‘I’mTrudyHubble。Mymum’syourhomehelp.Shewon’tbeabletocometomorrow.She'sgotacold.‘I’msorrytohearthat。Whatsheneedsismyspecialcoldcure.ComeinsideandI’llgiveyousome.’MrsWillowopenedthedoorwider。Trudyrememberedhermother’swarning,I’llwaithere,’shesaid。‘Nonsense,youcanwaitinmysittingroom。'MrsWillowturnedandstartedtowalkdownthehall,hersticktap—tappingonthefloor.Oh，help！thoughtTrudy.Whatshouldshedo？‘comein，comein，’calledMrsWillow.Trudytookadeepbreathandsteppedinside。Chapter3TrudylookedroundMrsWillow’ssittingroom.ShesawatoncewhyMumhadbeenworried。Therewerebeautifulthingseverywhere—prettychinafiguresandlittleglassanimals,delicateteasetsandglassbowls.Butthemostbeautifulthingofallstoodaloneonalittletable.Itwasalargegreen—and—whitevasewithadragonpaintedontheside.Trudystoodvery,verystill.Shewasafraidtomoveincasesheknockedsomethingover.Stiffasastatue,shekeptherelbowspressedtohersides。MrsWillowcamebackintotheroom。‘Ah，Iseeyou'relookingatmyChinesevase，’shesaid。‘It’svery,veryold。Doyoulikeit？’Trudynodded。MrsWillowheldoutasmallbrownbottle。‘Here’smycoldcure,'shesaid。‘Don’taskmewhat'sinit.It’sanoldfamilysecret.Butitalwaysworks。'Trudytookthebottle.Shecouldn'tspeakbecauseshewasholdingherbreat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