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典范77送错的信

典范英语7-7送错的信Thewrongletter

Chapter1

Narrator:

ElmRoadhasanoldpostman.Onedayhisbaghadtwoletters.（Showtheletters）Whenheleavedthepostoffice,something  happened.

Thepostman:

Wow,todayisagoodday.Ihavetogivesomeletterstosomebody,Ilovemyjob.

Atthatmomentacarwenttothepostmanandthedriverseemeddrunk.Sohedidn’tseethatoldpostmanclearly.Suddenlyhefoundthepostman,heputonthebrake.Thepostmanwassosurperisedthathefellinthefainet.Butwhenheawokehisglasseswasbroken.

Thepostman:

Oh,myglasses,mydearglasses,howcouldIseetheadresses.Mygod!

Narrator:

So,that’showthemix-upbegan.

Postman（HoldFlo’sletter）:

Emm,10ElmRoadBilton,thatmightPippa’sletter.

Narrator:

Atnumber10,livedaPony-mad.HernameisPippaJones.ShehasaponycalledBlossomwhowasachampionjumper.

PippagaveBlossomsomeoatsandakissonthenose.

Pippa:

Mylittlesweet,theoatswassotasty.Youmustlikeit.

Herdadstuckhisheadoutofthebackdoor.

Dad:

Pippa!

There’saletterforyou!

Pippa:

Thankyou,dad.Iloveyou.Thisletterwastooimportant!

Pippajumpedandyelled,shecouldn’twait.

Pippa（Readthisletter）:

Fantastic!

I’mridingBlossomintheJuniorCup.We’resuretowin.

Narrator:

Thepostmanwalkedandwalked.Finallyhewenttothenumber79.

DINGDING

Postman:

Hi,MrsJones,therewasaletterforyourdaughter.

MrsJones:

Thankyou.

Narrator:

FloJoneswasmadaboutfootball.Andnow,shewasinthegardenwhenherletterarrived.

FlowaswearingherRoverskitanddribbledpastthecatandswervedroundtheswing.

Flo:

Thud!

（theballhitthebackdoor）Goal!

Whatabeautifulgoal!

Messiwasnotgoodasme!

Mom:

Flo!

Stopthatracketandcomeinside.Ifyoureallyhavegreattalent,goandteachtheChinesefootballteam,thatmightwillsavealotofmoney!

Flo:

Oh,mom.Chinesefootballteamisahell.Andwhathappened?

Mom:

Thereisaletterforyou.Comequick!

Flo:

Okmom.（readthisletter）Wow!

I’mplayingintheCupFinalonSaturday.RedlandRoverswillwinforsure.

Chapter2

Narrator:

PippaandFlocouldn’twaitforSaturdaytocome.Theydidn’tnoticethattheyhadgotthewrongletter.OnSaturdaymorningPipparodeBlossomtoRedlandParkandshepastFlo.

Theylookedeachother.

Pippa:

Fancydressinguplikethattoplayastupidgameoffootball.（sayitlowly）

Flo:

Fancydressinguplikethattorideaboringoldpony.（sayitlowly）

Narrator:

Nowtheywenttothewrongplaces.AtRedlandPark,Pippawassopuzzled.

Pippa:

Excusemewherearethefencestojump?

TheRoversteamlaughed.

Player1:

AreyouOK?

Thisisafootballmatch.Poniescan’tplay.

CaptainlookedatPippa.

Captain:

HaveyouseenFloJones?

Shehasn’tcomeyetandwe’reoneplayershort.

Pippa:

Idon’tknowanyonecalledFlo,mynameisPippaJones.

Captain:

Well,you’llhavetoplaythen,becausewedon’thavetoomuchtimetowaitforFlo.Hurryupandgetchanged.Kick-offisinfiveminutes.

Pippa:

Ohmygosh.Ican’tplay,I,I…justa…

Captain:

Idon’twhoyouare,Ihavemanythingstodo.Comeon.

Theypushedherintothechangingroom.Theygaveherfootballbootsandashirt.

Pippa:

Ugh,Theshirtandbootsaretoobig.Theshirtcametomykneesandthebootspinchedmyfeet.

Thentherefereeblewhiswhistletostartthegame.TheballcamewhizzingtowardsPippa.

Pippa:

WhatshallIdowhihit?

Captain:

Justkickeditthatway.

Pippakickedtheball.

Pippa:

Youch!

Mytoe!

TheballwenttooneoftheBlueteam.Pippatriedtogetitback.Butshetrippedoverherlacesandfellinamuddypuddle.

Pippa:

Whocansaveme!

Mom,whereareyou,Iwanttogohome!

~

Thisisallamistake!

I’minthewrongplace!

Chapter3

Narrator:

ThisisPippa’strouble,andwhataboutFlo?

Shewasinthewrongplace,too.Now,shewasinChestnutFinal.

Flo:

What’sallthis?

Trotter:

It’stheJuniorShow.I’mMrTrotter,oneofthejudges.What’syourname?

Flo:

FloJones,I’mheretoplayfootball.

MrTrotterwasn’tlistening.Hewasbusylookingatalistofnames.

MrTrotter:

Ah,yes,hereyouare.MissJones.Youarejumpingtwenty-third.

Flo:

Jumping?

Me?

ButIcan’t…Ihaven’tavengotapony.

MrTrotter:

Dearme!

You’vecomewithoutyourpony?

Thenwe’llhavetofindoneforyou.

Flowassittingonabig,blackpony.Itsnortedandstampeditsfeet.

MrTrotter:

HisnameisThunder.Youhavetoshowhimwho’sboss.

Flo:

I’mprettysurehewasboss.Idon’tknowhowtoride,getmedown!

Thereisbeenamistake.

MrTrotter:

Don’tworry,mydear.You’llbefine.Goodluck!

MrTrotterslappedThunderontheback.ThundergallopedoffwithFloholdingontight.

Flo:

Wow,whocanhelpme,Idon’tlikethis.Ah……

MrTrotter:

AndthenextriderisMissPippaJonesonThunder.

Thecrowdclapped. 

Flo:

Butmyrealnameisn’tPippa!

Somebodygetmedown!

Thunderwasheadingforthefirstfence.Floshuthereyes.

Flo:

Mygod!

Flo’shatslippeddownoverhereyes.

Flo:

Oh,Ican’tseeanything.

Flowasalmostupsidedown,hangingontoThunder’sneck.

MrTrotter:

Whatanoddwaytoride.Nowladiesandgentlemen,sheandherponycometothelastone,givethembighands!

Flo:

He-elp!

Theylandedwithathud.ThenFlofelloffontothegrass.Everyonecrowedaroundher.Theypickedherupandpattedherontheback.

MrTrotter:

Areyouallright?

Welldone.Jollygoodriding,

Flo:

Whathappened?

MrTrotter:

Youwon.Youjumpedallthefencesinthefastesttime.NowIwillgiveyouasilvercup.Everybody,thisyear’swinneroftheJuniorCupisMissPippaJones.

Flo:

MyrealnameisFlo.

Chapter4

Narrator:

FlowonthegameandwhataboutPippa?

Lookattheotherplace.Pippawasnotluckyenough,herlegshurt.Shewaswetandmuddyandthebootswerekillingher.Nowthescorewas2-2.

Pippa:

Idon’tcarethestupidscore,Ijustwantthegamefinished.

TheBlues’goalkeeperkickedtheballout.ItbouncedstraighttoPippa.Shewasn’tpleasedtoseeit.

Pippa:

Goaway!

Theballhitthebackofthenet.

Rovers:

Goal!

Whatagoal!

Atthemomentthefinalwhistleblew.

Rovers:

Thankyou,Pippa.Wewon,wewontheJuniorCup.

Theycarriedheroffthepitch,cheering.

Narrator:

AfterthegamePippasetoffhomewithBlossom.OnherwayupElmRoadshepassedFlo.

Flo＆Pippa:

Isyourname……?

（smile）

Pippa:

Youplease.

Flo:

Isyour…PippaJones?

Pippanodded.

Pippa:

ThenyoumustbeFloJones.

Flo:

Imusthavegotyourletter.Iwenttoaponyshow.

Pippa:

AndImusthavegotyourletter.Iwenttoafootballmatch.

Theystartedtolaugh.  

Pippa:

Footballisfun,whenyougettousedit.

Flo:

Andridingaponyisreallyquiteexciting.

Postman:

Oh,Ihaveanewpairofglasses.