初中英語朗誦文章

　　英語學習在我國已轟轟烈烈地開展了幾十年。英語學習書籍各種各樣。從小學,初中,高中到大學不斷貫徹英語教學,可以說英語學習已成為一個熱門話題。下面就是小編給大家整理的，希望大家喜歡。

　　：The key of a car

　　A young man was getting ready to graduate from college. For many months he had admired a beautiful sports car in a dealer's showroom, and knowing his father could well afford it, he told him that was all he wanted.

　　As Graduation Day approached, the young man awaited signs that his father had purchased the car. Finally, on the morning of his graduation, his father called him into his private study. His father told him how proud he was to have such a fine son, and told him how much he loved him. He handed his son a beautiful wrapped gift box. Curious, but somewhat disappointed, the young man opened the box and found a lovely, leather-bound Bible, with the young man's name embossed in gold. Angrily, he raised his voice to his father and said, "With all your money you give me a Bible?" He then stormed out of the house, leaving the Bible.

　　Many years passed and the young man was very successful in business. He had a beautiful home and a wonderful family, but realizing his father was very old, he thought perhaps he should go to see him. He had not seen him since that graduation day. Before he could make the arrangements, he received a telegram telling him his father had passed away, and willed all of his possessions to his son. He needed to come home immediately and take care of things.

　　When he arrived at his father's house, sudden sadness and regret filled his heart. He began to search through his father's important papers and saw the still new Bible, just as he had left it years ago. With tears, he opened the Bible and began to turn the pages. As he was reading, a car key dropped from the back of the Bible. It had a tag with the dealer's name, the same dealer who had the sports car he had desired. On the tag was the date of his graduation, and the words... "PAID IN FULL".

　　How many times do we miss blessings because they are not packaged as we expected? Do not spoil what you have by desiring what you have not; but remember that what you now have was once among the things you only hoped for.

　　Sometimes we don't realize the good fortune we have or we could have because we expect "the packaging" to be different. What may appear as bad fortune may in fact be the door that is just waiting to be opened.

　　：A father and a son

　　Passing through the Atlanta airport one morning, I caught one of those trains that take travelers from the main terminal to their boarding gates. Free, sterile and impersonal, the trains run back and forth all day long. Not many people consider them fun, but on this Saturday I heard laughter.

　　At the front of the first car - looking out the window at the track that lay ahead - were a man and his son.

　　We had just stopped to let off passengers, and the doors wee closing again. "Here we go! Hold on to me tight!" the father said. The boy, about five years old, made sounds of sheer delight.

　　I know we're supposed to avoid making racial distinctions these days, so I hope no one will mind if I mention that most people on the train were white, dressed for business trips or vacations - and that the father and son were black, dressed in clothes that were just about as inexpensive as you can buy.

　　"Look out there!" the father said to his son. "See that pilot? I bet he's walking to his plane." The son craned his neck to look.

　　As I got off, I remembered some thing I'd wanted to buy in the terminal. I was early for my flight, so I decided to go back.

　　I did – and just as I was about to reboard the train for my gate, I saw that the man and his son had returned too. I realized then that they hadn't been heading for a flight, but had just been riding the shuttle.

　　"I want to ride some more!"

　　"More?" the father said, mock-exasperated but clearly pleased. "You're not tired?"

　　"This is fun!" his son said.

　　"All right," the father replied, and when a door opened we all got on.

　　There are parents who can afford to send their children to Europe or Disneyland, and the children turn out rotten. There are parents who live in million-dollar houses and give their children cars and swimming pools, yet something goes wrong. Rich and poor, black and white, so much goes wrong so often.

　　"Where are all these people going, Daddy?" the son asked.

　　"All over the world," came the reply. The other people in the air port wee leaving for distant destinations or arriving at the ends of their journeys. The father and son, though, were just riding this shuttle together, making it exciting, sharing each other's company.

　　So many troubles in this country - crime, the murderous soullessness that seems to be taking over the lives of many young people, the lowering of educational standards, the increase in vile obscenities in public, the disappearance of simple civility. So many questions about what to do. Here was a father who cared about spending the day with his son and who had come up with this plan on a Saturday morning.

　　The answer is so simple: parents who care enough to spend time, and to pay attention and to try their best. It doesn't cost a cent, yet it is the most valuable thing in the world.

　　The train picked up speed, and the father pointed something out, and the boy laughed again.

　　：A special letter

　　Dear World:

　　My son starts school today.

　　It's going to be strange and new to him for a while, and I wish you would sort of treat him gently.

　　You see, up to now, he's been king of the roost.

　　He's been boss of the backyard.

　　I have always been around to repair his wounds, and to soothe his feelings.

　　But now--things are going to be different.

　　This morning, he's going to walk down the front steps, wave his hand and start on his great adventure that will probably include wars and tragedy and sorrow.

　　To live his life in the world he has to live in will require faith and love and courage.

　　So, World, I wish you would sort of take him by his young hand and teach him the things he will have to know.

　　Teach him - but gently, if you can.

　　Teach him that for every scoundrel there is a hero; that for every crooked politician there is a dedicated leader; that for every enemy there is a friend.

　　Teach him the wonders of books.

　　Give him quiet time to ponder the eternal mystery of birds in the sky, bees in the sun, and flowers on the green hill.

　　Teach him it is far more honorable to fail than to cheat.

　　Teach him to have faith in his own ideas, even if everyone tells him they are wrong.

　　Teach him to sell his brawn and brains to the highest bidder, but never to put a price on his heart and soul.

　　Teach him to close his ears to a howling mob...and to stand and fight if he thinks he's right.

　　Teach him gently, World, but don't coddle him, because only the test of fire makes fine steel.

　　This is a big order, World, but see what you can do.

　　He's such a nice little fellow.