rodgers white
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- Jan 17, 2016
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- English Teacher
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- Chinese
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- China
- Current Location
- China
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My mother was a vocal supporter of physical punishment, but for all her talking she has never done that on my sisters, and me only once. Instead she found ways of punishment that left a more lasting memory. One of the most memorable of these occasions occurred when I was four.
One day at daycare I watched an extremely tired mother attempt to pick up her daughter. The little girl asked, "Mommy, are we going to McDonald's for dinner?" The mother replied, "Honey, not tonight. Mommy has to run a few businesses and then we have to go home and cook dinner for Daddy." "But I want to go." "Susie, I said not tonight. Maybe, if you are a good girl, we can go tomorrow." Susie immediately dropped to the floor, kicking and screaming, "I want to go to McDonald's."
No amount of pleading or scolding her mother tried stopped Susie’s tantrum. Finally her mother gave in, "Okay, Susie, let’s go to McDonald's." Susie stopped yelling and smiled. She grabbed her mother’s hand and they left. To say I was amazed would be inaccurate; I was delighted that anything I wanted could be got in this way. It was great, wasn’t it?
That day my mother picked me up early from daycare because we were going to pay on some Christmas goods that we booked in advance. I was excited by the lights and decorations, and as we walked through the toy section on the way to the Layaway Department, I saw a toy I had to have. It was a white and red telephone whose bells rang as it was pulled along on a string.
Looking lovingly up at my mother, I asked, "Mama, can I have that telephone?"
She replied, "Baby, not now.”
The task is to do a continuation writing. The requirements are as follows:
I. The word limit is between 130 and 180.
II. At least six underlined keywords or expressions must be used and highlighted as well in your continuation writing.
III.Your continuation writing is divided into two paragraphs whose first sentences have already been given.
Paragraph 1:
"But Mama, I want that telephone right now." I insisted. ___________________________
Paragraph 2:
Shocked, I stood up. the next thirty minutes in the Department was pure misery for me.____________
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"But Mama, I want that telephone right now." I insisted. "Becky, not now, but if you are a good girl, maybe Santa will bring it to you." My mother restrained her temper. By now we were in the Layaway Department, and therefore I figured it was now or never. I lay down on the ground and began kicking and screaming, "I want that telephone," over and over again. My mother calmly said, "Becky, you’d better get up by the count of three or else...One...Two...Three." Nothing. So then, beyond my expectation, she lay down beside me on the floor, and began kicking and screaming as well, "I want a new car, I want a new house, I want some jewelry, I want...”
Shocked, I stood up. The next thirty minutes in the Department was pure misery for me.
Weary Christmas shoppers looked at me and various parents shook their heads at me. Others began to clap, saying with a smile, “I bet you’ll never try that again.” And I didn’t, because it left a lasting memory more effective than any physical punishment.
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The above is my own version. It serves as a possible version for my students after I finish checking their work. Please check it and help polish it. Many thanks in advance.
My mother was a vocal supporter of physical punishment, but for all her talking she has never done that on my sisters, and me only once. Instead she found ways of punishment that left a more lasting memory. One of the most memorable of these occasions occurred when I was four.
One day at daycare I watched an extremely tired mother attempt to pick up her daughter. The little girl asked, "Mommy, are we going to McDonald's for dinner?" The mother replied, "Honey, not tonight. Mommy has to run a few businesses and then we have to go home and cook dinner for Daddy." "But I want to go." "Susie, I said not tonight. Maybe, if you are a good girl, we can go tomorrow." Susie immediately dropped to the floor, kicking and screaming, "I want to go to McDonald's."
No amount of pleading or scolding her mother tried stopped Susie’s tantrum. Finally her mother gave in, "Okay, Susie, let’s go to McDonald's." Susie stopped yelling and smiled. She grabbed her mother’s hand and they left. To say I was amazed would be inaccurate; I was delighted that anything I wanted could be got in this way. It was great, wasn’t it?
That day my mother picked me up early from daycare because we were going to pay on some Christmas goods that we booked in advance. I was excited by the lights and decorations, and as we walked through the toy section on the way to the Layaway Department, I saw a toy I had to have. It was a white and red telephone whose bells rang as it was pulled along on a string.
Looking lovingly up at my mother, I asked, "Mama, can I have that telephone?"
She replied, "Baby, not now.”
The task is to do a continuation writing. The requirements are as follows:
I. The word limit is between 130 and 180.
II. At least six underlined keywords or expressions must be used and highlighted as well in your continuation writing.
III.Your continuation writing is divided into two paragraphs whose first sentences have already been given.
Paragraph 1:
"But Mama, I want that telephone right now." I insisted. ___________________________
Paragraph 2:
Shocked, I stood up. the next thirty minutes in the Department was pure misery for me.____________
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"But Mama, I want that telephone right now." I insisted. "Becky, not now, but if you are a good girl, maybe Santa will bring it to you." My mother restrained her temper. By now we were in the Layaway Department, and therefore I figured it was now or never. I lay down on the ground and began kicking and screaming, "I want that telephone," over and over again. My mother calmly said, "Becky, you’d better get up by the count of three or else...One...Two...Three." Nothing. So then, beyond my expectation, she lay down beside me on the floor, and began kicking and screaming as well, "I want a new car, I want a new house, I want some jewelry, I want...”
Shocked, I stood up. The next thirty minutes in the Department was pure misery for me.
Weary Christmas shoppers looked at me and various parents shook their heads at me. Others began to clap, saying with a smile, “I bet you’ll never try that again.” And I didn’t, because it left a lasting memory more effective than any physical punishment.
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The above is my own version. It serves as a possible version for my students after I finish checking their work. Please check it and help polish it. Many thanks in advance.
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