【正文】 ay thick on the ground. The woman knew that the nearest village was miles away. When it grew dark. she turned a suitcase into a bed and put the children inside it, covering them with all the clothes she could find. During the night, it got terribly cold. The woman kept as near as she could to the children and even tried to get into the case herself, but it was too small. Early ,next morning she heard planes passing overhead and wondered how she could send a signal. Then she had an idea. She stamped out the letters39。 Oh, is it ?39。 don39。t read !39。Now you gut out of here, all of you!39。 Brinksley Meers agreed. 39。This is a wonderful place for a piic,39。 I l it a cigaret te t o cal m my nerves. I smoked wit h concentr ati on and pl easure as I was sure t hat t his woul d be my l ast cigaret te. For a whol e wee k I did not smoke at al l and duri ng thi s ti me, my wi fe suf fered t er ibl y. I had al t he usual sympt om s of someone giving up sm oki ng: a bad t em per and an enor mous appet it e. My fr iends kept on of fer ing me ci gar et es and cigars. They made no ef ort to hide thei r am usement whenever I pr oduced a packet of sweets fr om my pocket. Af ter seven days of t his I went to a par ty. Everybody ar ound me was smoking and I f el t ext r em el y un for table. When my ol d f ri end Bri an ur ged me t o acept a cigaret e, i t was more than I coul d bear . I took one gui lt il y, l it i t and smoked wi th sati sf act ion. My wif e was delight ed that hings had ret ur ned to nor ma l once mor e. Anyway, as Bri an poi nted out, i t is t he easiest hing i n the wor ld to gi ve up sm oki ng. He himself has done i t lot s of t im es! Lesson79 By air 乘飛機(jī) I used to t ravel by ai r a great deal when I was a boy. My parents, used t o l ive in Sout h Amer ica and I used t o f ly t her e f rom Europe in the holi days. An air host ess would take char ge of me and I never had an unpl easant exper ie nce. I am used t o tr avel li ng by air and onl y on one occasion have I ever f el t fr ightened. Af t er t aki ng off , we wer e fl ying l ow over t he cit y and sl owly 陜西湑水生物開(kāi)發(fā)有限公司 人工馴養(yǎng)繁殖大鯢經(jīng)營(yíng)利用可行性研究報(bào)告 陜西省水產(chǎn)研究所 二 00 九年 六 月十一日 編寫人員：杜 漢斌 楊元昊 王綠洲 戴銘恒 hour, he had great difficulty in controlling the car because a tyre burst during the first run. After his attempt, Campbell was disappointed to learn that his average speed had been 299 miles per hour. However, a few days later, he was told that a mistake had been made. His average speed had been 301 miles per hour. Since that time, racing drivers have reached speeds of over 400 miles an hour. Following his father39。 we ar e taking you t o t he macar oni f ields of Calabr ia. Macar oni has been gr own i n thi s area f or over si x hundr ed year s. Two of the l eading gr owers, Giuseppe Moldova and Ricardo Br abant e, t el l me t hat they have been expect ing a splendid cr op thi s year and har vest ing has begun earl ier than usual . Here you can se t wo wor kers who, bet ween them, have just f ini shed cutt ing t hr ee car t loads of gol den brown m acaroni stalks. The whol e vil lage has been wor king day and night gat her ing and t hreshi ng thi s year 39。 SOS39。 said the sher if f wi th a sneer . 39。t be t oo har d on us. I39。 39。 he shout ed: 39。No newspaper m en, no f il m f ans! Why don39。 said Glor ia Gl eam . 39。s foot st eps m any years l ater, Si r Malcolm 39。s crop before the September rains. On the right, you can see Mrs Brabante herself. She has been helping her husband for thirty years now. Mrs Brabante is talking to the manager of the local factory where the crop is processed. This last scene shows you what will happen at the end of the harvest : the famous Calabrian macaronieating petition ! Signor Fratelli, the present champion, has won it every year since 1961. And that ends our special bulletin for today, Thursday, April 1st. We are now returning you to the studio.39。 in the snow. Fortunately, a pilot saw the signal and sent a message by radio to the nearest town. It was not long before a helicopter arrived on the scene to rescue the survivors of the plane crash. Lesson76 April Fools Day 愚人節(jié) 39。Well, I39。m Rockwall Slinger and this is Merlin Greeves.39。 Look, sheriff, 39。 I39。t we e more often ?39。 It couldn39。s son, Donald, also set up a world record. Like his father, he was driving a car called Bluebird. Lesson73 The recordholder 紀(jì)錄保持者 Little boys who play truant from school are unimaginative. A quiet day39。s footsteps many years later, Sir Malcolm39。 said Gloria Gleam. 39。No newspaper men, no film fans! Why don39。 he shouted: 39。 39。t be too hard on us. I39。 said the sheriff with a sneer. 39。 SOS39。 we are taking you to the macaroni fields of Calabria. Macaroni has been grown in this area for over six hundred years. Two of the leading growers, Giuseppe Moldova and Ricardo Brabante, tell me that they have been expecting a splendid crop this year and harvesting has begun earlier than usual. Here you can see two workers who, between them, have just finished cutting three cartloads of golden brown macaroni stalks. The whole village has been working day and night gathering and threshing this year39。 I lit a cigarette to calm my nerves. I smoked with concentration and pleasure as I was sure that this would be my last cigarette. For a whole week I did not smoke at all and during this time, my wife suffered terribly. I had all the usual symptoms of someone giving up smoking: a bad temper and an enormous appetite. My friends kept on offering me cigarettes and cigars. They made no effort to hide their amusement whenever I produced a packet of sweets from my pocket. After seven days of this I went to a party. Everybody around me was smoking and I felt extremely unfortable. When my old friend Brian urged me to accept a cigarette, it was more than I could bear. I took one guiltily, lit it and smoked with satisfaction. My wife was delighted that