lesson Five Beauty is Truth by Anna Guest
Beauty is Truth by Anna Guest
1.Introduction 2.Text 3.Language Points 4.Exercises A.Exercise Related to the Text B.Grammar and Grammar Exercise
1. Introduction 2. Text 3. Language Points 4. Exercises : A . Exercise Related to the Text B. Grammar and Grammar Exercise
Introduction Introduction A great strength of the story "Beauty is Truth"is that it provides a glimpse into the hardships faced by African Ameri- cans.It is a testament to the human spirit that she can carry on in spite of her daily ordeals.All three characters-Jeanie,Billy and their mother-seem to appreciate what the others are going through:the mother is sorry that she beat Billy,while at some level,Billy and Jeanie understand her frustrations and forgive her hasty actions.Through it all,they love and respect each other. Jeanie is irritated and embarrassed
Introduction A great strength of the story “Beauty is Truth” is that it provides a glimpse into the hardships faced by African Americans . It is a testament to the human spirit that she can carry on in spite of her daily ordeals. All three characters—Jeanie, Billy and their mother—seem to appreciate what the others are going through: the mother is sorry that she beat Billy, while at some level , Billy and Jeanie understand her frustrations and forgive her hasty actions. Through it all, they love and respect each other. Jeanie is irritated and embarrassed Introduction
Introduction when the teacher reads her story to the class and identifies her as the author.She fears that they will look down upon her.At the same time,she is proud that she has ability and that it is recognized.Even though I has its ugly and painful side,there is beauty in understanding the truth of the reality that is hers and her family's
when the teacher reads her story to the class and identifies her as the author. She fears that they will look down upon her. At the same time , she is proud that she has ability and that it is recognized. Even though I has its ugly and painful side, there is beauty in understanding the truth of the reality that is hers and her family’s. Introduction
Lesson Five Text Beauty Is Truth by Anna Guest At 125th Street,they all got off,Jeanie and her friend, Barbara,and a crowd of other boys and girls who went to the same downtown high school.(1 Through the train wind- ow,Jeanie thought she saw the remaining passengers look at them with relief and disdain.(2 Around her,the boys and girls pressed forward with noisy gaiety.(3 They were home again in Harlem. A tall boy detached himself from a group.(4 bowed low and swept his cap before him in
Beauty Is Truth by Anna Guest At 125th Street, they all got off, Jeanie and her friend, Barbara, and a crowd of other boys and girls who went to the same downtown high school.(1) Through the train window, Jeanie thought she saw the remaining passengers look at them with relief and disdain. ( 2) Around her , the boys and girls pressed forward with noisy gaiety, (3) They were home again in Harlem. A tall boy detached himself from a group, (4) bowed low and swept his cap before him in Lesson Five Text
Lesson Five Text a courtly salute. "Greetings,Lady Jeanie.greetings,Barbara. Jeanie bit her lip.Frowning (5 she pulled her coat closer and shrugged.Barbara smiled and dimpled (6)pleased for her friend. "I told you he likes you,"she whispered."Look,he's waiting.Want me to go on ahead?" Jeanie really wasting an opportunity.Norman was keen.(7 Jeanie was an odd girl.But Barbara liked her anyway.The boy swung gracefully back to his group. "Coming to the show tonight?"Barbara asked
a courtly salute. “ Greetings, Lady Jeanie. greetings , Barbara. Jeanie bit her lip. Frowning,(5) she pulled her coat closer and shrugged. Barbara smiled and dimpled,(6)pleased for her friend. “I told you he likes you,” she whispered. “Look , he’s waiting. Want me to go on ahead?” Jeanie really wasting an opportunity. Norman was keen.(7) Jeanie was an odd girl. But Barbara liked her anyway. The boy swung gracefully back to his group. “Coming to the show tonight?” Barbara asked. Lesson Five Text
Lesson Five Text "No,I can't.I'm so far behind in my homework,I'd better try to do some before they decide to throw me out"(8 Jeanie still frowned. “So long then.” “So long.” She walked along the busy street,aimlessly looking in the store windows,turned the corner,and walked the few blocks to her house.Though it was chilly,each stoop had its cluster of people clinging to the iron railings.(9 Some chi- ldren on skates (10 were playing a desperate game of hockey with sticks that were not hockey sticks. Her little brother Billy was playing in front of
“No, I can’t. I’m so far behind in my homework, I’d better try to do some before they decide to throw me out.”(8) Jeanie still frowned. “So long then.” “So long.” She walked along the busy street, aimlessly looking in the store windows, turned the corner, and walked the few blocks to her house. Though it was chilly, each stoop had its cluster of people clinging to the iron railings.(9) Some children on skates (10)were playing a desperate game of hockey with sticks that were not hockey sticks. Her little brother Billy was playing in front of Lesson Five Text
Lesson Five Text the stoop with three or four the kids.They were bending over something (11 on the sidewalk,in a closed circle.Pitching pennies again,she thought with disgust. She threw them a furious glance (12)and went to the doorway The kitchen smell dank and unused,and the opening of the door dislodged a flake ofgreen-painted plaster (13 A black dress someone had given her mother lay over the chair before the sewing machine.It reminded(14 her that her sleeve had torn hal (15)dressing after gym.She really should sew it,but the sight of the black dress waiting to be made over (16)made her dislike
the stoop with three or four the kids . They were bending over something (11) on the sidewalk, in a closed circle. Pitching pennies again, she thought with disgust. She threw them a furious glance (12) and went to the doorway. The kitchen smell dank and unused, and the opening of the door dislodged a flake of green-painted plaster.(13) A black dress someone had given her mother lay over the chair before the sewing machine. It reminded(14)her that her sleeve had torn half (15), dressing after gym. She really should sew it , but the sight of the black dress waiting to be made over (16) made her dislike Lesson Five Text
Lesson Five Text the thought of sewing She would just have to wear her coat in school tomorrow.Lots of kids did She hung her coat on a hook in the room she shared with her mother,and stood irresolute(17)Her mother would be coming in soon,and would expect to find the potatoes peeled and the table laid (18 But she thought of her homework She was so far behind in social studies that she could pro- bably never make it up.It was hardly worth trying.Mer- cantilism.The rise of the merchant class. She sat down on the bed and opened her looseleaf notebook at random(19)A page fell out
the thought of sewing . She would just have to wear her coat in school tomorrow .Lots of kids did. She hung her coat on a hook in the room she shared with her mother, and stood irresolute(17) Her mother would be coming in soon, and would expect to find the potatoes peeled and the table laid.(18) But she thought of her homework. She was so far behind in social studies that she could probably never make it up. It was hardly worth trying. Mercantilism. The rise of the merchant class. She sat down on the bed and opened her looseleaf notebook at random(19). A page fell out. Lesson Five Text
Lesson Five Text She was about to jam it back in,when the freshly inked writing caught her eye. Today's English.Some poem about a vase, and youths and maidens.Why did everybody get so ex- cited about the Greeks?It was so long ago."Wonderful! Wonderful!"Miss Lowy had exclaimed.Then she had read out these lines: Beauty is truth,truth beauty---that is all Ye know on earth,and all ye need to know. There it was,copied into her notebook."Ode on a Grecian Urn"by John Keats.The poem looked drv and dusty,withered and far away.(20 The big THOU(21)at the
She was about to jam it back in, when the freshly inked writing caught her eye . Today’s English. Some poem about a vase, and youths and maidens. Why did everybody get so excited about the Greeks? It was so long ago. “Wonderful! Wonderful!” Miss Lowy had exclaimed. Then she had read out these lines: Beauty is truth, truth beauty---that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know. There it was, copied into her notebook. “Ode on a Grecian Urn” by John Keats. The poem looked dry and dusty, withered and far away. ( 20 )The big THOU(21)at the Lesson Five Text
