What's the Matter with You?

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Lesson 4

Text A

                                 What's the Matter with You?

　　MRs WELsH: Good afternoon, Dr¹ Dawes.
DR DAwEs: Good afternoon, Mrs Welsh .
MRS WELSH: Please come this way,Doctor.Peter's in this room.
DR DAwEs: Well, Peter.I'm sorry you're ill. What's the matter with you?
PETER: I don't know,Doctor. I'm ill.I have a headache and a stomachache.
DR DAwEs: Show me your tor.gue.What did you eat yesterday?
PETER: Well,Doctor,I. . .
DR DAwEs: Did you eat any cake?
PEKE: Yes,I ate some cake.
DR DAwEs: Did you eat any ice cream?
PETEK: Well,yes,I did.I ate some ice cream.
DR DAWEs: Did you eat any candy²?
PETER: Well,yes,I did. I ate some candy.
DR DAwES: Young man,tell me everything you ate yesterday evening.
PETER: WeII, Doctor.I went to a birthday party.
DR DAwEs: I see!How many pieces of cake did you eat?
PETER: Three,Doctor.
DR DAwEs: How many plates of ice ream did you eat,young man?
PETER: Gosh,Doctor.I had only three plates of ice cream.John had four.　
 
Text B

                                 How Did You lose Your Way?

    Mrs Brown's old grandfather lived with her and her husband. Every morning he went for a walk in the park and came home at half past twelve for his lunch.
    But one morning a police car stopped outside Mrs Brown's house at twelve o'clock, and two policemen helped Mr Brown to get out. One of them said to Mrs Brown, "The poor old gentleman lost his way in the park and telephoned to us for help, sowe sent a car to bring him home. " Mrs Brown was very surprised, but she thanked the policemen and they left.
    "But, Grandfather, " she then said , "you have been to that park nearly every day for twenty years. How did you lose your way there?"
    The old man smiled ,closed one eye and said, "I didn't quite lose my way. I just got tired and I didn't want to walk home ! "

                              Questions on Text B

7. Read the following passage once. Underline³ the key words while reading⁴ and retell the story to your partner.
                                     
    One morning a man was crossing a narrow⁵ bridge when he saw a fisherman on the shady⁶ bank of the deep, smooth⁷ river under him,so he stopped to watch him quietly.
    After a few minutes, the fisherman pulled his line in. There was a big, fat fish at the end of it.
    The fisherman took it off the hook⁸ and threw it back into the water. Then he put his hook and line in again. After a few more minutes he caught another big fisb. Again he threw it back into the river. Then, the third time, he caught a small fish. He put it into his basket and started to get ready to go. The man on the bridge was very surprised, so he spoke⁹ to the fisherman. He said, "Why did you throw those beautiful, big fish back into the water and keep only that small one?"
    The fisherman looked up and answered, "Small frying-pan. "