一起来写读书笔记之---记忆传授者（the giver)

惊蛰gothic

我，我，我，看见全英文的就看不下去啦不过这个方法可真好啊，骐最懒得写读后了，回头问问他，要是有兴趣，下次男生们可以开个可怕的科学或可怕的历史或三国演义的读书楼

zhouqing

Chapter 15:
A wild-eyed horse, in bridle tom and dangling, trotted frantically through the mounds of men, tossing its head, whinnying in panic. It stumbled, finally. then fell, and did not rise.(A simple description of a horse could show how bad the scene was.)
A wild-eyed horse, in bridle tom and dangling, trotted frantically through the mounds of men, tossing its head, whinnying in panic. It stumbled, finally. then fell, and did not rise.(The combine of all those color together, made the scene lively and realistic.)
Finally, when the container was open, he extended his arm slowly across the blood-soaked earth, inch by inch, and held it to the lips of the boy. Water trickled into the imploring mouth and down the grimy chin.(The time was hard, but there was still kindness in everyone’s heart.)
The Giver looked away, as if he could not bear to see what he had done to Jonas. "Forgive me," he said.(The giver felt guilty because he had given Jonas such painful memory.)

小荷听雨

chapter 4
The fourth chapter is...well...odd. It has pointed out again, that there were unusual rules about speaking in the community. Bragging isn’t too polite, but one usually uses it as a kind of joke too.
The chapter is mainly about Jonas doing his volunteer hours at the House of the Old. It wasn’t just any volunteer in the House of the Old either----this time he was to help in the bathing room. He bathed Larissa, and I was a little surprised that they trusted other people to bath them. It gave me another hint about organized life in the community.
As Jonas bathed Larissa, she told him about Roberto and Edna’s release. Other from the joke, I also learned a bit more about release: that there’s a releasing room and that there’s a ceremony of release. I am also hooked on to a question: What on earth is “release”?

helenminliang

孩子们写得越来越有看头了，用词好生动啊，阿姨来学习一下

zhouqing

Chapter 16:
Jones did not want to go back. He didn’t want the memories, didn't want the honor, didn't want the wisdom, didn't want the pain.(Jonas was starting to dislike the training because of the pain.)
Although he had through the memories learned about the pain of loss and loneliness, now he gained, too, an understanding of solitude and its joy.(When you felt something sad, you will feel something happy.)
There were cries of delight. They hugged one another.(This must be Christmas. And the joy and hopes must be the Giver’s favorite.)
"As long as they're still working and contributing to the community, they'll go and live with the other Child- less Adults. And they won't be part of my life anymore.(Because of the strict rules of the community, sometimes they could not fell the love of family.)
Jonas repeated it. "Love." It was a word and concept new to him.(This word is around us in our times right now. Yet it became a new and strange thing to Jonas.)
Jonas stared at them. Meaningless? Life had never before felt anything as meaningful as the memory.(I was a little stunned that the parents think the word of ‘love’ was meaningless.)
You could ask, 'Do you enjoy me?" (This question has no feelings inside, it’s like the parents didn’t have the feelings as one as ours to us.)
But when he was taken away, he stopped sleeping again, and cried in the night.(All those things happened because of the happy memory Jonas had given Garibel.)
Something within him, something that had grown there through the memories, told him to throw the pill away.(To me, this was a sign of Jonas growing up.)

smokingzombie

孩子们能坚持写下去，真不错！

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smokingzombie 发表于 2013-7-19 13:11
孩子们能坚持写下去，真不错！

我们坚持一天一章,也不是白读,我答应一章一块钱,全读完,她能挣二十多呢

sunbaby020123

这楼真好，跟在后面学习了

zhouqing

Chapter 17:
Now he could see all of the colors; and he could keep them, too, so that the trees and grass and bushes stayed green in his vision. Gabriel's rosy cheeks stayed pink, even when he slept. And apples were always, always red.(The memory from the Giver brought Jonas a brand new world.)
Now he had, in the memories, experienced injustice and cruelty, and he had reacted with rage that welled up so passionately inside him that the thought of discussing it calmly at the evening meal was unthinkable.(Now I realized that anger and impatience has a lot of differences. And the members of the community’s feelings are plain and unchangeable.)
But now Jonas had experienced real sadness. He had felt grief. He knew that there was no quick comfort for emotions like those. (It’s like the feelings new people get were fake.)
In his mind, Jonas saw again the face of the boy who had lain dying on a field and had begged him for water. He had a sudden choking feeling, as if it were difficult to breathe.(The children in this time didn’t know the real scene of the real war. They couldn’t imagine the pain, they thought a game of war was fun.)
His child- hood, his friendships, his carefree sense of security -- all of these things seemed to be slipping away. With his new, heightened feelings, he was overwhelmed by sadness at the way the others had laughed and shouted, playing at war.(Because of all the ‘red’ feelings, Jonas’s life was changed a lot.)
It was hard to believe that it was almost December again, that almost a year had passed since he had become a Twelve.( Time past quickly.)
He glanced down, grinning at Gabriel. "Then I wave bye-bye," he said, in the special sweet voice he used when he spoke to the new child. He waved his hand in the familiar gesture.(You have to have lots of love to be a nurturer like Jonas’s father.)

我的安琪儿

跟在后面学习，这本也作为后面的阅读书目啦，只是哈利波特还有厚厚的五本，每天的阅读时间也不多，郁闷啊！