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一、INTRODUCTION选文简介：
《与真正的作家见面》(Meeting a Real Live Author)选自美国著名作家贝弗利·克利里(Beverly Cleary)的书信体小说《亲爱的亨肖先生》(Dear Mr.Henshaw)。小说描写了十岁的利·博茨的成长过程。本篇选文讲述了利·博茨在经历了父母离异后生活的孤单、转学带来的不适应、午餐被偷吃以及宠物狗斑迪特丢失等一系列令其烦恼的事情后，终于迎来了生活中的一次辉煌：他为《小作者年刊》所撰写的文章获得了荣誉奖。获奖的小作者们有机会与一位著名的作家共进午餐。当利·博茨得知自己将与一位真正的作家会面时非常高兴。那么，与小作者们会面的作家是谁呢？在见面时会有哪些有趣的事情发生呢？利·博茨又会有什么样的表现呢？
二、QUESTIONS BEFORE READING阅前思考题：
1.Have you ever published something? How do you feel about it?
2.Have you ever met a real live author? How do you like the experience?
三、SELECTION原文摘选：
Friday,March 30
Today turned ont to be exciting.In the middle of second period,Miss Neely called me out of class and asked if I would like to go have lunch with Angela Badger.I said,"Sure,how come?"
Miss Neely explained that the teachers discovered that the winning poem had been copied out of a book and wasn't original so the girl who submitted it would not be allowed to go and would I like to go in her place? Would I!
Miss Neely telephoned Mom at work for permission and I gave my lunch to Barry because mv lunches are better than his.The other winners were all dressed up,but I didn't care.I have noticed that authors like Mr.Henshaw usually wear old plaid（注：plaid[
]a.有格子图案的）shirts in the pictures on the back of their books.My shirt is just as old as his,so I knew it was OK.
Miss Neely drove us in her own car to the Holiday Inn.where some other librarians and their winners were waiting in the lobby.Than Angela Badger arrived with Mr.Badger,and we were all led into the dining room Which was pretty crowded.One of the librarians who was a sort of Super Librarian told the winners to sit at a long table with a sign that said Reserved.Angela Badger sat in the middle and some of the girls pushed to sit beside her.I sat across from her.Super Librarian explained that we could choose our lunch from the salad bar.Then all the librarians went off and sat at a table with Mr.Badger.
There I was face to face with a real live author who seemed like a nice lady,plump（注：plump[
]a.（人）胖得好看的，丰满的）with wild hair.and I couldn't think of a thing to say because I hadn't read her' books.Some girls told her how much they loved her books,but some of the boys and girls were too shy to say anything.Nothing seemed to happen until Mrs.Badger said,"Why don't we all go help ourselves to lunch at the salad bar?"
What a mess! Some people didn't understand about salad bars,but Mrs.Badger led the way and we helped ourselves to lettuce（注：lettuce[
]n.叶用莴苣，生菜，生菜叶）and bean salad and potato salad and all the usual stuff they laid out on salad bars.A few of the younger kids were too short to reach anything but the bowls on the first rows.They weren't doing too well until Mrs.Badger helped them out.Getting lunch took a long time,longer than in a school cafeteria.and when we carried our plates back to our table,people at other tables ducked（注：duck[
]vi.躲闪，躲避）and dodged（注：dodge[
]vi.闪开，跳开，躲开，躲躲闪闪）as if they expected us to dump our lunches on their heads.All one boy had on his plate was a piece of lettuce and a slice of tomato because he thought he was going to get to go back for roast beef and fried chicken.We had to straighten him out（注：straighten out澄清，解释清；（使）改正）and explain that all we got was salad.He turned red and went back for more salad.
I was still trying to think of something interesting to say to Mrs.Badger while I chased garbanzo（注：garbanzo[
]n.［植］鹰嘴豆）beans around my plate with a fork.A couple of girls did all the talking,telling Mrs.Badger how they wanted to write books exactly like hers.The other librarians were busy talking and laughing with Mr.Badger who seemed to be a lot of fun.
Mrs.Badger tried to get some of the shy people to say something without much luck,and I still couldn't think of anything to say to a lady who wrote books about girls with big feet or pimples（注：pimple[
]n.［医］丘疹，小脓疱）.Finally Mrs.Badger looked straight at me and asked,"What did you write for the Yearbook?"
I felt myself turn red and answered,"Just something about a ride on a truck."
"Oh!" said Mrs.Badger."So you're the author of A Day on Dad's Rig!"
Everyone was quiet.None of us had known the real live author would have read what we had written,but she had and she remembered my title.
"I just got honorable mention," I said,but I was thinking,She called me an author.A real live author called me an author.
"What difference does that make?" asked Mrs.Badger."Judges never agree.I happened to like A Day on Dad's Rig because it was written by a boy who wrote honestly about something he knew and had strong feelings about it.You made me feel what it was like to ride down a steep grade with tons of grapes behind me."
"But I couldn't make it into a story," I said,feeling a whole lot braver.
"Who cares?" said Mrs.Badger with a wave of her hand.She's the kind of person who wears rings on her forefingers（注：forefinger[
]n.食指）."What do you expect? The ability to write stories comes later,when you have lived longer and have more understanding.A Day on Dad's Rig was splendid work for a boy your age.You wrote like you,and you did not try to imitate someone else.This is one mark of a good writer.Keep it up."
I noticed a couple of girls who had been saying they wanted to write books exactly like Angela Badger exchange embarrassed looks.
"Gee,thanks," was all I could say.The waitress began to plunk down（注：plunk down（蓦地）重重放下（或落下））dishes of ice cream.Everyone got over being shy and began to ask Mrs.Badger if she wrote in pencil or on the typewriter and did she ever have books rejected and were her characters real people and did she ever have pimples when she was a girl like the girl in her book and what did it feel like to be a famous author?
I didn't think answers to those questions were very important,but I did have one question I wanted to ask which I finally managed to get in at the last minute when Mrs.Badger was autographing some books people had bought.
"Mrs.Badger," I said,"did you ever meet Boyd Henshaw?"
"Why,yes," she said,scribbling（注：scribble[
]vi.潦草书写，草率创作，乱涂）away in someone's book."I once met him at a meeting of librarians where we were on the same program."
"What's he like?"I asked over the head of a girl crowding up with her book.
"He's a very nice young man with a wicked twinkle in his eye," she answered.I think I have known that since the time he answered my questions when Miss Martinez made us write to an author.
On the ride home everybody was chattering about Mrs.Badger this,and Mrs.Badger that.I didn't want to talk.I just wanted to think.A real live author had called me an author.A real author had told me to keep it up.Mom was proud of me when I told her.
四、POST READING EXERCISES阅后自测练习：
Choose the proper words for the following sentences according to the story根据故事选词填空：
1.Miss Neely telephoned Mom at work______permission.
A.withB.forC.of
2.I have noticed that authors like Mr.Henshaw usually wear old plaid shirts in the pictures______the back of their books.
A.inB.at C.on
3."Who cares?" said Mrs.Badger______a wave of her hand.
A.with B.in C.for
4.Everyone got over being shy and began to ask Mrs.Badger if she wrote in pencil or______the typewriter...
A.on B.by C.with
5.I finally managed to get in______the last minute when Mrs.Badger was autographing some books people had bought.
A.forB.atC./
五、KEYS TO THE EXER CISES练习答案：
1.B; 2.C; 3.A; 4.A; 5.B
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