10. A. On the contrary B. In other words C. Indeed D. Seemingly
IV. Translation
Put the following parts into Chinese. 1. I pointed uneasily to the hole in my porch roof, which now had a small welcome mat out front. I had visions of the baby nursery inside and these ruffians tossing the little ones out in the snow. I confirmed that they would not harm her. 2. Shortly after they left, Mrs. Squirrel returned from her shopping expedition. She was very upset about being evicted and I believe the scent emanating from her home acted like catnip on her senses.
3. I reported this to the Vice-President. He asked me to monitor the situation and prepare a presentation with PowerPoint slides for when he got home.
4. I replied that I could not ethically continue contributing my husband's
hard-earned income to the smoking addictions of her wildlife experts and hung up.
5. It may be lonely without my industrious neighbor, however, so I am considering the presentation of a business proposal to the Vice-President. Eco-condos with low maintenance fees. After all, she has done all the construction and renovations一a regular Bob Vila of the squirrel population.
参考译文
1. 我很不自然地指了指门廊的顶部，现在那儿放了一小块写着“欢迎来访”的脚垫。我看见了洞里的育儿室，而这两个家伙把小松鼠掏出来扔到了雪地上。我再一次强调让他们不要伤害她。 2. 他们走了不一会儿松鼠妈妈大老远地购物回来了。看到自己被驱逐了，她很不高兴。我想从她窝里发出的除臭剂的味道对她来说就像我们用来诱猫用
的猫薄荷的味道吧。 3. 我向我们家的“副总裁”报告了此事。他让我继续监视事态的发展并准备好 Power-Point 幻灯片，等他回家时向他报告。
4. 我回答说我不可能拿我丈夫辛苦挣来的钱去给那些野生动物专家去解烟瘾，然后就把电话挂了。
5. 然而没有了这个勤劳的松鼠妈妈作邻居，我也许会寂寞的，所以我正考虑向“副总裁”提出一项工作建议：换一套管理费低一些的经济适用型公寓。毕竟，松鼠妈妈为了建设和改造她的家付出了那么多，这也算是松鼠中常见的装修改造了。
V. Oral Practice and Discussion
1. What incident sets off the events in the author's narrative? What is her first reaction to her discovery?
2. How has the author's attitude toward the squirrel changed by the end of the
selection?
3. Have you ever encountered any troubles caused by wild animals? If yes, tell about your experiences.
4. Do you think human beings can co-exist peacefully with all the wildlife? Why or why not?
Text B My Wife Belongs in the House Fergus M. Bordewich
[1] \got to talk to you!\Jean shouted, bursting into my office. I spun around, fearing that something terrible had happened. But my wife was grinning. \going to run for Congress!\
[2] Jean then told me the news: Our Congressman, out of the blue, had just announced he asn't seeking reelection. His seat was up for grabs—and she wanted it. [3] My mind raced. Jean...wife...the
mother of our eight-year-old daughter...a member of Congress? But then I thought, well, why not? She was on the town board in Red Hook, our rural New York community. She'd once been an aide to a U.S. Senator in Washington, and, before Chloe was born, had made her mark as a business executive. Sure, this would be the boldest thing she'd ever done, but who was any more qualified? \I heard myself saying. \
[4] The truth is, I had no idea what we were in for on that. Not that it mattered—for nothing could have prepared me for the roller-coaster ride ahead.
[5] A few weeks later, Jean strode into the offices of the Democratic Congressional Campaign Committee (DCCC) in Washington, and made her pitch for funding. \a great candidate,\said a young staffer, barely in