優(yōu)秀英語(yǔ)文章選讀(編輯修改稿)
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【文章內(nèi)容簡(jiǎn)介】 he said quietly.“Are you a model?”Is this a joke? Is he kidding? I asked myself, and I searched his handsome face for signs of way would anyone ever confuse me with a fashion was mother casually referred to my sister as her pretty could see I was all, I had the scar to prove accident happened in fourth grade, when a neighbor boy picked up a hunk of concrete and heaved the mass through the side of my emergency room doctor stitched together the shreds of skin, pulling catgut through the tattered outside of my face and then suturing the shards flesh inside my the rest of the year, a huge bandage from cheekbone to jaw covered the raised angry few weeks after the accident, an eye exam revealed I was the ungainly bandage sat a big, thick pair of my head, a short fuzzy glob of curls stood out like mold growing on old save money, mom had taken me to a beauty school where a student cut my overzealous girl hacked away of hair piled up on the the time her instructor wandered over, the damage was quick conference followed, and we were given a coupon for a free styling on our next visit.“Well,” sighed my father that evening, “you’ll always be pretty to me,” and he hesitated, “even if you aren’t to the rest of the world.” if I couldn’t hear the taunts of the other kids at if I couldn’t see how different I looked from the little girls whom the teachers fawned if I didn’t occasionally catch a glimpse of myself in the bathroom a culture that values beauty, an ugly girl is an looks caused me no end of sat in my room and sobbed every time my family watched a beauty pageant or a “talent” search , I decided that if I couldn’t be pretty, I would at least be the course of years, I learned to style my hair, wear contact lenses and apply what worked for other women, I learned to dress myself to best now, I was engaged to be scar, shrunken and faded with英語(yǔ)經(jīng)典文章選讀（2）age, stood between me and a new life.“Of course, I’m not a model,” I replied with a small amount of plastic surgeon crossed his arms over his chest and looked at me appraisingly.“Then why are you concerned about his scar? If there is no professional reason to have it removed, what brought you here today?”Suddenly he represented all the men I’d ever eight boys who turned me down when I invited them to the girlsaskboys sporadic dates I’d had in parade of men who had ignored me since man whose ring I wore on my left hand rose to my scar confirmed it。I was room swam before me as my eyes filled with doctor pulled a rolling stool up next to me and sat knees almost touched voice was low and soft.“Let me tell you what I see a beautiful a perfect woman, but a beautiful Hutton has a gap between her front Taylor has a tiny, tiny scar on her forehead,” he almost he paused and handed me a mirror.“I think to myself ho
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