我是毛毛虫妈
这是翻译希望可以帮助你 他们对我来说，所有我曾是名称，奥尔森的新病人。请下来就可以，我的女儿是非常虚弱。当我到达时遇见的母亲、大吓了一跳看妇女，很干净，她只是说抱歉，这是医生吗？让我进去。在后面，她补充说。你必须原谅我们，医生，我们让她在厨房里很温暖。它有时非常潮湿在这里。这孩子是穿着完全和坐在她父亲的腿上近在厨房的桌子上。他努力想站起来，但我示意他不要来打扰、 脱掉我的大衣，开始看过的东西。我可以看到他们都很紧张，看着我向上和向下 distrustfully。通常，在这种情况下，他们不告诉我比他们了，就到我告诉他们 ；这就是为什么他们都对我花三美元。儿童相当吃我与她的冷、稳定的眼睛，她脸上的没有任何表情。她动也不动，似乎，内心深处安静；非常有吸引力的小东西，和外观中的母牛一样强大。但她的脸红了，她呼吸急促，和我意识到她发着高烧。她华丽的金色头发，过多的许诺。这些图片儿童之一经常转载广告宣传单张和星期日报凹版部分。她发烧三天开始，父亲，我们不知道它来自。我的妻子给了她的事情，你知道，像人做，但它不做不好。并已大量周围的疾病。所以我们 tho't () 您将更好地看她一遍思想告诉我们什么是这件事。作为医生我经常了射击，作为出发点的审判。她有喉咙痛吗？父母双方一起，回答说 no …不，她说她的嗓子不伤害她。你的喉咙不会伤害你吗？添加到孩子的母亲。但小女孩的表情没有任何变化，也她没有把她的眼睛移动从我的脸。你看过吗？我想，说： 她的母亲，但我看不见。我们一直有的白喉个案数目的学校，这孩子走在该月和我们所有人都，很显然，思考的虽然没有人还曾的事情发生。嗯，我说，假设我们先看看嗓子，我笑了笑我最好的专业态度和问我说：孩子的名字，来吧，玛蒂尔达，张开嘴，让我们看看你的喉咙。什么也不做。哇，来，我哄、 只是张大嘴，让我看一看。你看，我说开双手宽，没有在我的手中。刚打开，让我看看。多好的人，把放在母亲。看起来他是怎么样你。来吧，做他说的做。他不会伤害你。当时我地面我厌恶的牙齿。要是他们不会使用"伤害"一词我可能能有所成就。但我不允许自己匆忙或不安，但说话，慢慢地我再次走近孩子。当我刚将椅子拉近突然有一个猫样运动她的手抓本能地对我的眼睛和她太达成他们。事实上她撞了我的眼镜飞行和他们了，虽然没有碎，离我而去厨房地板上的几脚。母亲和父亲差点把自己里面翻出来的尴尬和歉意。你的坏女孩，说： 妈妈，带她和摇她的一只手臂。看看你做了什么。好 … …在此陈老天爷，打破了。别叫我给她一个好男人。我是来看她的喉咙上的机会她可能有白喉，它很可能会死。但这并没有给她。你看这里，我说：孩子，我们要去看看你的喉咙。你是长大了，知道我在说什么。将打开它现在的自己或须我们已经为你打开它吗？不移动。她的表情也没有改变。然而，她的呼吸来更快和更快。然后开始了战斗。我不得不这样做。我不得不自己保护嗓子。我首先告诉父母，但它完全取决于他们。我说明了其危险性，但说我不会坚持在喉咙里的审查，只要他们会承担责任。If you don’t do what the doctor says you’ll have to go to the hospital, the mother admonished her severely.Oh yeah? I had to smile to myself. After all, I had already fallen in love with the savage brat, the parents were contemptible to me. In the ensuing struggle they grew more and more abject, crushed, exhausted while she surely rose to magnificent heights of insane fury of effort bred of her terror of me.The father tried his best, and he was a big man but the fact that she was his daughter, his shame at her behavior and his dread of hurting her made him release her just at the critical times when I had almost achieved success, till I wanted to kill him. But his dread also that she might have diphtheria made him tell me to go on, go on though he himself was almost fainting, while the mother moved back and forth behind us raising and lowering her hands in an agony of apprehension.Put her in front of you on your lap, I ordered, and hold both her wrists.But as soon as he did the child let out a scream. Don’t, you’re hurting me. Let go of my hands. Let them go I tell you. Then she shrieked terrifyingly, hysterically. Stop it! Stop it! You’re killing me!Do you think she can stand it, doctor? Said the mother.You get out, said the husband to his wife. Do you want her to die of diphtheria?Come on now, hold her, I said.Then I grasped the child’s head with my left hand and tried to get the wooden tongue depressor between her teeth. She fought, with clenched teeth, desperately! But now I also had grown furious- at a child. I tried to hold myself down but I couldn’t. I know how to expose a throat for inspection. And I did my best. When finally I got the wooden spatula behind the last teeth and just the point of it into the mouth cavity, she opened up for an instant but before I could see anything she came down again and gripped the wooden blade between her molars. She reduced it to splinters before I could get it out again.Aren’t you ashamed, the mother yelled at her. Aren’t you ashamed to act like that in front of the doctor?Get me a smooth-handled spoon of some sort, I told the mother. We’re going through with this. The child’s mouth was already bleeding. Her tongue was cut and she was screaming in wild hysterical shrieks. Perhaps I should have desisted and come back in an hour or more. No doubt it would have been better. But I have seen at least two children lying dead in bed of neglect in such cases, and feeling that I must get a diagnosis now or never I went at it again. But the worst of it was that I too had got beyond reason. I could have torn the child apart in my own fury and enjoyed it. It was a pleasure to attack her. My face was burning with it.The damned little brat must be protected against her own idiocy, one says to one’s self at such times. Others must be protected against her. It is a social necessity. And all these things are true. But a blind fury, a feeling of adult shame, bred of a longing for muscular release are the operatives. One goes on to the end.In the final unreasoning assault I overpowered the child’s neck and jaws. I forced the heavy silver spoon back of her teeth and down her throat till she gagged. And there it was-both tonsils covered with membrane. She had fought valiantly to keep me from knowing her secret. She had been hiding that sore throat for three days at least and lying to her parents in order to escape just such an outcome as this.Now truly she was furious. She had been on the defensive before but now she attacked. Tried to get off her father’s lap and fly at me while tears of defeat blinded her eyes
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Unit 2 The new space race A plan to build the world's first airport for launching commercial spacecraft in New Mexico is the latest development in the new space race, a race among private companies and billionaire entrepreneurs to carry paying passengers into space and to kick-start a new industry, astro tourism. The man who is leading the race may not be familiar to you, but to astronauts, pilots, and aeronautical engineers – basically to anyone who knows anything about aircraft design – Burt Rutan is a legend, an aeronautical engineer whose latest aircraft is the world's first private spaceship. As he told 60 Minutes correspondent Ed Bradley when he first met him a little over a year ago, if his idea flies, someday space travel may be cheap enough and safe enough for ordinary people to go where only astronauts have gone before. The White Knight is a rather unusual looking aircraft, built just for the purpose of carrying a rocket plane called SpaceShipOne, the first spacecraft built by private enterprise. White Knight and SpaceShipOne are the latest creations of Burt Rutan. They're part of his dream to develop a commercial travel business in space. "There will be a new industry. And we are just now in a beginning. I will predict that in 12 or 15 years, there will be tens of thousands, maybe even hundreds of thousands of people that fly, and see that black sky," says Rutan. On June 21, 2004, White Knight took off from an airstrip in Mojave, Calif., carrying Rutan's spaceship. It took 63 minutes to reach the launch altitude of 47,000 feet. Once there, the White Knight crew prepared to release the spaceship one. The fierce acceleration slammed Mike Melvill, the pilot, back in his seat. He put SpaceShipOne into a near vertical trajectory, until, as planned, the fuel ran out. Still climbing like a spent bullet, Melvill hoped to gain as much altitude as possible to reach space before the ship began falling back to earth. By the time the spaceship one reached the end of its climb, it was 22 miles off course. But it had, just barely, reached an altitude of just over 62 miles — the internationally recognized boundary of space. It was the news Rutan had been waiting for. Falling back to Earth from an altitude of 62 miles, SpaceShipOne's tilting wing, a revolutionary innovation called the feather, caused the rocket plane to position itself for a relatively benign re-entry and turned the spaceship into a glider. SpaceShipOne glided to a flawless landing before a crowd of thousands. "After that June flight, I felt like I was floating around and just once in a while touching the ground," remembers Rutan. "We had an operable space plane." Rutan's "operable space plane" was built by a company with only 130 employees at a cost of just $25 million. He believes his success has ended the government's monopoly on space travel, and opened it up to the ordinary citizen. "I concluded that for affordable travel to happen, the little guy had to do it because he had the incentive for a business," says Rutan. Does Rutan view this as a business venture or a technological challenge? "It's a technological challenge first. And it's a dream I had when I was 12," he says. Rutan started building model airplanes when he was seven years old, in Dyenuba, Calif., where he grew up. "I was fascinated by putting balsa wood together and see how it would fly," he remembers. "And when I started having the capability to do contests and actually win a trophy by making a better model, then I was hooked." He's been hooked ever since. He designed his first airplane in 1968 and flew it four years later. Since then his airplanes have become known for their stunning looks, innovative design and technological sophistication. Rutan began designing a spaceship nearly a decade ago, after setting up set up his own aeronautical research and design firm. By the year 2000, he had turned his designs into models and was testing them outside his office. "When I got to the point that I knew that I could make a safe spaceship that would fly a manned space mission -- when I say, 'I,' not the government, our little team -- I told Paul Allen, 'I think we can do this.' And he immediately said, 'Go with it.'" Paul Allen co-founded Microsoft and is one of the richest men in the world. His decision to pump $25 million into Rutan's company, Scaled Composites, was the vote of confidence that his engineers needed to proceed. "That was a heck of a challenge to put in front of some people like us, where we're told, 'Well, you can't do that. You wanna see? We can do this," says Pete Sebold. Work on White Knight and SpaceShipOne started four years ago in secret. Both aircraft were custom made from scratch by a team of 12 engineers using layers of tough carbon fabric glued together with epoxy. Designed to be light-weight, SpaceShipOne can withstand the stress of re-entry because of the radical way it comes back into the atmosphere, like a badminton shuttlecock or a birdie. He showed 60 Minutes how it works. "Feathering the wing is kind of a dramatic thing, in that it changes the whole configuration of the airplane," he explains. "And this is done in space, okay? It's done after you fly into space." "We have done six reentries. Three of them from space and three of them from lower altitudes. And some of them have even come down upside down. And the airplane by itself straightens itself right up," Rutan explains By September 2004, Rutan was ready for his next challenge: an attempt to win a $10 million prize to be the first to fly a privately funded spacecraft into space, and do it twice in two weeks. "After we had flown the June flight, and we had reached the goal of our program, then the most important thing was to win that prize," says Rutan. That prize was the Ansari X Prize – an extraordinary competition created in 1996 to stimulate private investment in space. The first of the two flights was piloted, once again, by Mike Melvill. September's flight put Melville's skill and training to the test. As he was climbing out of the atmosphere, the spacecraft suddenly went into a series of rolls. How concerned was he? "Well, I thought I could work it out. I'm very confident when I'm flying a plane when I've got the controls in my hand. I always believed I can fix this no matter how bad it gets," says Melville. SpaceShipOne rolled 29 times before he regained control. The remainder of the flight was without incident, and Melvill made the 20-minute glide back to the Mojave airport. The landing on that September afternoon was flawless. Because Rutan wanted to attempt the second required flight just four days later, the engineers had little time to find out what had gone wrong. Working 12-hour shifts, they discovered they didn't need to fix the spacecraft, just the way in which the pilots flew it. For the second flight, it was test pilot Brian Binnie's turn to fly SpaceShipOne. The spaceship flew upward on a perfect trajectory, breaking through to space. Rutan's SpaceShipOne had flown to space twice in two weeks, captured the X Prize worth $10 million, and won bragging rights over the space establishment. "You know I was wondering what they are feeling, 'They' being that other space agency," Rutan says laughing. "You know, quite frankly, I think the big guys, the Boeings, the Lockheeds, the nay-say people at Houston, I think they're looking at each other now and saying 'We're screwed!' Because, I'll tell you something, I have a hell of a lot bigger goal than they do!" "The astronauts say that the most exciting experience is floating around in a space suit," says Rutan, showing off his own plans. "But I don't agree. A space suit is an awful thing. It constrains you and it has noisy fans running. Now look over here. It's quiet. And you're out here watching the world go by in what you might call a 'spiritual dome.' Well, that, to me, is better than a space suit because you're not constrained." He also has a vision for a resort hotel in space, and says it all could be accomplished in the foreseeable future. Rutan believes it is the dawn of a new era. He explains, "I think we've proven now that the small guys can build a space ship and go to space. And not only that, we've convinced a rich guy, a very rich guy, to come to this country and build a space program to take everyday people to space." That "rich guy" is Richard Branson, the English billionaire who owns Virgin Atlantic Airlines. Branson has signed a $120 million deal with Rutan to build five spaceships for paying customers. Named "Virgin Galactic," it will be the world's first "spaceline." Flights are expected to begin in 2008. "We believe by flying tens of thousands of people to space, and making that a profitable business, that that will lead into affordable orbital travel," says Rutan. Rutan thinks there "absolutely" is a market for this. With tickets initially going for $200,000, the market is limited. Nevertheless, Virgin Galactic says 38,000 people have put down a deposit for a seat, and 90 of those have paid the full $200,000. But Rutan has another vision. "The goal is affordable travel above low-Earth orbit. In other words, affordable travel for us to go to the moon. Affordable travel. That means not just NASA astronauts, but thousands of people being able to go to the moon," he says. "I'd like to go. Wouldn't you?"
