全新版大学英语第二册课件全本(下)

UNIT5OvercomingObstaclesPartIPre-ReadingTaskListentotherecordingtwoorthreetimesandthenthinkoverthefollowingquestions:1.Whathappenedtothesinger?2.Whathelpedherpullthroughallthehardshipsshesuffered?3.Whatisthetoneofthesong?4.Isthesongrelatedtothethemeoftheunit—overcomingobstacles?PartIITextALookatthefollowingtwosayingsandthenseeifthestoryofMichaelStonebearsoutthepointstheymake.Thegreatertheobstacle,themoregloryinovercomingit.——MoliereWhenitisdarkenough,youcanseethestars.——CharlesA,BeardTRUEHEIGHTDavidNasterHispalmsweresweating.Heneededatoweltodryhisgrip.ThesunwasashotasthecompetitionhefacedtodayattheNationalJuniorOlympics.Thepolewassetat17feet.Thatwasthreeincheshigherthanhispersonalbest.MichaelStoneconfrontedthemostchallengingdayofhispole-vaultingcareer.Thestandswerestillfilledwithabout20,000people,eventhoughthefinalracehadendedanhourearlier.Thepolevaultistrulythehighlightofanytrackandfieldcompetition.Itcombinesthegraceofagymnastwiththestrengthofabodybuilder.Italsohastheelementofflying,andthethoughtofflyingashighasatwo-storybuildingisamerefantasytoanyonewatchingsuchanevent.AslongasMichaelcouldrememberhehadalwaysdreamedofflying.Michael'smotherreadhimnumerousstoriesaboutflyingwhenhewasgrowingup.Herstorieswerealwaysonesthatdescribedthelandfromabird'seyeview.HerexcitementandpassionfordetailsmadeMichael'sdreamsfullofcolorandbeauty.Michaelhadthisonerecurringdream.Hewouldberunningdownacountryroad.Asheracedbetweengoldenwheatfields,hewouldalwaysoutrunthelocomotivespassingby.Itwasattheexactmomenthetookadeepbreaththathebegantoliftofftheground.Hewouldbeginsoaringlikeaneagle.Whereheflewwouldalwayscoincidewithhismother'sstories.Whereverheflewwaswithakeeneyefordetailandthefreespiritofhismother'slove.Hisdad,ontheotherhand,wasnotadreamer.BertStonewasahardcorerealist.Hebelievedinhardworkandsweat.Hismotto:Ifyouwantsomething,workforit!Fromtheageof14,Michaeldidjustthat.Hebeganaverycarefultrainingprogram.Heworkedouteveryotherdaywithweightlifting,withsomekindofrunningworkonalternatedays.TheprogramwascarefullymonitoredbyMichael'scoach,trainerandfather.Michael'sdedication,determinationanddisciplinewasacoach'sdream.Besidesbeinganhonorstudentandonlychild,MichaelStonecontinuedtohelphisparentswiththeirfarmchores.MildredStone,Michael'smother,wishedhecouldrelaxabitmoreandbethatfreedreaminglittleboy.Ononeoccasionsheattemptedtotalktohimandhisfatheraboutthis,buthisdadquicklyinterrupted,smiledandsaid,Youwantsomething,workforit!AllofMichael'svaultstodayseemedtobetherewardforhishardwork.IfMichaelStonewassurprised,excitedorvainaboutclearingthebarat17feet,youcouldn'ttell.Assoonashelandedontheinflatedlandingmat,andwiththecrowdonitsfeet,Michaelimmediatelybeganpreparingforhisnextattemptatflight.Heseemedunawareofthefactthathehadjustbeatenhispersonalbestbythreeinchesandthathewasoneofthefinaltwocompetitorsinthepole-vaultingeventattheNationalJuniorOlympics.WhenMichaelclearedthebarat17feet2inchesand17feet4inches,againheshowednoemotion.Ashelayonhisbackandheardthecrowdgroan,heknewtheothervaulterhadmissedhisfinaljump.Heknewitwastimeforhisfinaljump.Sincetheothervaulterhadfewermisses,Michaelneededtoclearthisvaulttowin.Amisswouldgethimsecondplace.Nothingtobeashamedof,butMichaelwouldnotallowhimselfthethoughtofnotwinningfirstplace.Herolledoveranddidhisroutineofthreefinger-tippedpush-ups.Hefoundhispole,stoodandsteppedontherunwaythatledtothemostchallengingeventofhis17-year-oldlife.Therunwayfeltdifferentthistime.Itstartledhimforabriefmoment.Thenitallhithimlikeawetbaleofhay.Thebarwassetatnineincheshigherthanhispersonalbest.That'sonlyoneinchofftheNationalrecord,hethought.Theintensityofthemomentfilledhismindwithanxiety.Hebeganshakingthetension.Itwasn'tworking.Hebecamemoretense.Whywasthishappeningtohimnow,hethought.Hebegantogetnervous.Afraidwouldbeamoreaccuratedescription.Whatwashegoingtodo?Hehadneverexperiencedthesefeelings.Thenoutofnowhere,andfromthedeepestdepthsofhissoul,hepicturedhismother.Whynow?Whatwashismotherdoinginhisthoughtsatatimelikethis?Itwassimple.Hismotheralwaysusedtotellhimwhenyoufelttense,anxiousorevenscared,takedeepbreaths.Sohedid.Alongwithshakingthetensionfromhislegs,hegentlylaidhispoleathisfeet.Hebegantostretchouthisarmsandupperbody.Thelightbreezethatwasoncehispole.Hefelthisheartpounding.Hewassurethecrowddid,too.Thesilencewasdeafening.Whenheheardthetherewasnowgone.Hecarefullypickedupsingingofsomedistantbirdsinflight,heknewitwashistimetofly.Ashebegansprintingdowntherunway,somethingfeltwonderfullydifferent,yetfamiliar.Thesurfacebelowhimfeltlikethecountryroadheusedtodreamabout.Visionsofthegoldenwheatfieldsseemedtofillhisthoughts.Whenhetookadeepbreath,ithappened.Hebegantofly.Histake-offwaseffortless.MichaelStonewasnowflying,justlikeinhischildhooddreams.Onlythistimeheknewhewasn'tdreaming.Thiswasreal.Everythingseemedtobemovinginslowmotion.Theairaroundhimwasthepurestandfreshesthehadeversensed.Michaelwassoaringlikeaneagle.ItwaseithertheeruptionofthepeopleinthestandsorthethumpofhislandingthatbroughtMichaelbacktoearth.Onhisbackwiththatwonderfulhotsunonhis