a day was set for the race. Badger was selling tickets for a penny each. Mole was trying to mark out the track1, watched by a curious sparrow2 who wondered what on earth was going on, because however hard Mole tried,
he just couldn't seem to get his molehills to come up in the right places.
frog was in charge of announcing the race. he travelled the countryside proclaiming in a very loud voice:
`Oyez! Oyez!
The race between the Hare and the Tortoise will be on Sunday afternoon at three o'clock. Come early to avoid disappointment. Tickets one penny each.'
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2 عصفور الدوري الفضولي
frog was in charge of announcing the race. he travelled the countryside proclaiming3 in a very loud voice:
`Oyez! Oyez!
The race between the Hare and the Tortoise will be on Sunday afternoon at three o'clock. Come early to avoid disappointment. Tickets one penny each.'
3 يعلن
When the great day arrived there was an atmosphere of excitement and festivity. Frog was selling balloons: a red one if you supported Hare and a green one if you supported Tortoise. Squirrel 4arrived and set up a tea tent with tables and chairs outside. Even Fox, who never came to anything, turned up at the last minute.
Hare was the first to arrive for the race, cheered on by a group of hares from the running club who had come along for a good laugh. Just as the race was due to begin, Tortoise ambled up in his usual leisurely fashion and sat down to drink a cup of tea at Squirrel's tent before making his way to the starting line. Badger dropped his handkerchief and they were off. Caps and scarves waved frantically 5 as the animals cheered on their favourites. It wasn't long before
Hare was so far in front that when he looked back Tortoise wasn't even in sight .
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5 بإبتهاج
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قصة رائعة لحن للقمر .
جزاك الله خير .
رضى الوالدين من اسباب التوفيق ورضى الله سبحانه وتعالى .
جزاك الله خير .
رضى الوالدين من اسباب التوفيق ورضى الله سبحانه وتعالى .
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Hare began to slow down.
`What a ridiculous race,' he said to a group of spectators 1 sitting on the bank. `Why, it's beneath my dignity as a hare even to take part in it!'
It was a lovely warm day with a clear blue sky and he decided to sit down for a short rest. If he waited all day, Tortoise would never catch him up
The sweet smell of summer drifted 2over him. The scents 3 of honeysuckle and rose, lavender and sweet pea 4 wafted 5 under his nose and soon lulled 6 him off to sleep.
Hare began to dream. He dreamt he was in the Fastest Hare Race. He dreamt that all the great hares were there: Harrier Hare, Fast Legs and Leaper among them, all the heroes of his youth. Hare dreamt he led the race from the beginning and was soon so far in front that he had time to look back and see the others struggling 7 behind. He came in first to a great cheer from the crowd, so loud that he awoke almost at once.
1 المتفرجين
2 تدفق
3 عطر _ شذى
4 بازلاء
5 نسمة
6 اخلده
7 يتقدمون بجهد كبير
But the cheer wasn't for him. What Hare saw when he opened his eyes was Tortoise just about to cross the finishing line.
He leapt up 8 and ran as fast as he could.
8 وثب
But it was no use. Tortoise had won. `You beat 9me!' said Hare in amazement `Yes,' replied Tortoise, and he smiledhis own special smile. `By a hair's breadth, you might saya
9 هزمتني
and he ambled off to write another page of his book.
THE END
THIS STORY IS FROME
`What a ridiculous race,' he said to a group of spectators 1 sitting on the bank. `Why, it's beneath my dignity as a hare even to take part in it!'
It was a lovely warm day with a clear blue sky and he decided to sit down for a short rest. If he waited all day, Tortoise would never catch him up
The sweet smell of summer drifted 2over him. The scents 3 of honeysuckle and rose, lavender and sweet pea 4 wafted 5 under his nose and soon lulled 6 him off to sleep.
Hare began to dream. He dreamt he was in the Fastest Hare Race. He dreamt that all the great hares were there: Harrier Hare, Fast Legs and Leaper among them, all the heroes of his youth. Hare dreamt he led the race from the beginning and was soon so far in front that he had time to look back and see the others struggling 7 behind. He came in first to a great cheer from the crowd, so loud that he awoke almost at once.
1 المتفرجين
2 تدفق
3 عطر _ شذى
4 بازلاء
5 نسمة
6 اخلده
7 يتقدمون بجهد كبير
But the cheer wasn't for him. What Hare saw when he opened his eyes was Tortoise just about to cross the finishing line.
He leapt up 8 and ran as fast as he could.
8 وثب
But it was no use. Tortoise had won. `You beat 9me!' said Hare in amazement `Yes,' replied Tortoise, and he smiledhis own special smile. `By a hair's breadth, you might saya
9 هزمتني
and he ambled off to write another page of his book.
THE END
THIS STORY IS FROME
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by T. H. White
In this novel excerpt, King Arthur talks to his page Tom, a young servant, on the night before he meets Mordred for their final battle.
tell me, Tom, what do you intend to do tomorrow?"
"I shall fight, sir. I have a good bow." "And you will kill people with this bow?" "Yes, my lord. A great many, I hope." "Suppose they were to kill you?"
"Then I should be dead, my lord." "I see."
"Shall I take the letter now?"
"No. Wait a minute. I want to talk to somebody, only my head is muddled." "Shall I fetch a glass of wine?"
"No, Tom. Sit down and try to listen. Lift those chessmen off the stool. Can you understand things when they are said?"
"Yes, my lord, I am good at understanding." "Could you understand if I asked you not to fight tomorrow?"
"I should want to fight," said stoutly.
"Everybody wants to fight, Tom, but nobody knows why. Suppose I were to ask you not to fight, as a special favor to the King? Would you do that? "I should do what I was told."
"Listen, then. Sit for a minute and I will tell you a story. I am a very old man, Tom, and you are young. When you are old, you will be able to tell what I have told tonight, and I want you to do that. Do you understand this want?"
"Yes, sir. I think so."
"Put it like this. There was a king once, called King Arthur. That is me. When he cam to the throne of England, he found that all the
kings and barons were fighting against each other like madmen, and, as they could afford w fight in expensive suits of armor, there was practically nothing which could stop them
m doing what they pleased. They did a lot NE bad things, because they lived by force. Vow this king had an idea, and the idea was that force ought to be used, if it were used at all on behalf of justice, not on its own account Follow this, young boy. He thought that if he could get his barons fighting for truth and to help weak people, and to redress wrongs, then their fighting might not * such a bad thing as once it used to be. So
gathered together all the true and kindly people that he knew, and he dressed them in armor, and he made them knights, and
ht them his idea, and set them down, at a round Table. There were a hundred and fifty of them in the happy days, and King Arthur loved his Table with all his heart. He was
prouder of it than he was of his own dear wife and for many years his new knights went about killing ogres, and rescuing damsels and w-n0 poor prisoners, and trying to set the world to rights. That was the King's idea."
"I think it was a good idea, my lord." -It was, and it was not. God knows." what happened to the King in the end?" asked the child, when the story seemed to dried up.
'For some reason, things went wrong. The table split into factions, a bitter war began, and all were killed."
The boy interrupted confidently. 'No," he said, "not all. The King won. We shall win."
-Arthur smiled vaguely and shook his head. would have nothing but the truth. "Everybody was killed," he repeated, "except a certain page. I know what I am Nuking about."
-My lord?"
"This page was called young Tom of Newbold Revell near Warwick, and the old King sent him off before the battle, upon pain of dire disgrace. You see, the King wanted there to be somebody left, who would remember their famous idea. He wanted badly that Tom should go back to Newbold Revell, where he could grow into a man and live his life in Warwickshire peace-and he wanted him to tell everybody who would listen about this ancient idea, which both of them had once thought good. Do you think you could do that, Thomas, to please the King?„the child said, with the pure eyes of absolute truth: "I would do anything for King Arthur."
Responding
1. How do you think King Arthur might have adapted the code of chivalry so that his people could live more at peace with each other?
2. What elements of the code seem to be most responsible for the downfall of the Round Table?
3. In your opinion, what elements of chivalry are still alive today? What elements should we try to revive?
In this novel excerpt, King Arthur talks to his page Tom, a young servant, on the night before he meets Mordred for their final battle.
tell me, Tom, what do you intend to do tomorrow?"
"I shall fight, sir. I have a good bow." "And you will kill people with this bow?" "Yes, my lord. A great many, I hope." "Suppose they were to kill you?"
"Then I should be dead, my lord." "I see."
"Shall I take the letter now?"
"No. Wait a minute. I want to talk to somebody, only my head is muddled." "Shall I fetch a glass of wine?"
"No, Tom. Sit down and try to listen. Lift those chessmen off the stool. Can you understand things when they are said?"
"Yes, my lord, I am good at understanding." "Could you understand if I asked you not to fight tomorrow?"
"I should want to fight," said stoutly.
"Everybody wants to fight, Tom, but nobody knows why. Suppose I were to ask you not to fight, as a special favor to the King? Would you do that? "I should do what I was told."
"Listen, then. Sit for a minute and I will tell you a story. I am a very old man, Tom, and you are young. When you are old, you will be able to tell what I have told tonight, and I want you to do that. Do you understand this want?"
"Yes, sir. I think so."
"Put it like this. There was a king once, called King Arthur. That is me. When he cam to the throne of England, he found that all the
kings and barons were fighting against each other like madmen, and, as they could afford w fight in expensive suits of armor, there was practically nothing which could stop them
m doing what they pleased. They did a lot NE bad things, because they lived by force. Vow this king had an idea, and the idea was that force ought to be used, if it were used at all on behalf of justice, not on its own account Follow this, young boy. He thought that if he could get his barons fighting for truth and to help weak people, and to redress wrongs, then their fighting might not * such a bad thing as once it used to be. So
gathered together all the true and kindly people that he knew, and he dressed them in armor, and he made them knights, and
ht them his idea, and set them down, at a round Table. There were a hundred and fifty of them in the happy days, and King Arthur loved his Table with all his heart. He was
prouder of it than he was of his own dear wife and for many years his new knights went about killing ogres, and rescuing damsels and w-n0 poor prisoners, and trying to set the world to rights. That was the King's idea."
"I think it was a good idea, my lord." -It was, and it was not. God knows." what happened to the King in the end?" asked the child, when the story seemed to dried up.
'For some reason, things went wrong. The table split into factions, a bitter war began, and all were killed."
The boy interrupted confidently. 'No," he said, "not all. The King won. We shall win."
-Arthur smiled vaguely and shook his head. would have nothing but the truth. "Everybody was killed," he repeated, "except a certain page. I know what I am Nuking about."
-My lord?"
"This page was called young Tom of Newbold Revell near Warwick, and the old King sent him off before the battle, upon pain of dire disgrace. You see, the King wanted there to be somebody left, who would remember their famous idea. He wanted badly that Tom should go back to Newbold Revell, where he could grow into a man and live his life in Warwickshire peace-and he wanted him to tell everybody who would listen about this ancient idea, which both of them had once thought good. Do you think you could do that, Thomas, to please the King?„the child said, with the pure eyes of absolute truth: "I would do anything for King Arthur."
Responding
1. How do you think King Arthur might have adapted the code of chivalry so that his people could live more at peace with each other?
2. What elements of the code seem to be most responsible for the downfall of the Round Table?
3. In your opinion, what elements of chivalry are still alive today? What elements should we try to revive?
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