一個擁有金子般心靈的男孩

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《一個擁有金子般心靈的男孩》是一篇隨筆，文章以祖母的視角講述了圣誕節(jié)期間的一次甜蜜回憶。作者帶著當時只有三歲的外孫進入一棟大樓辦事，外孫被糖果吸引，一位善良的秘書見此詢問男孩是否需要糖果，外孫在經(jīng)過作者同意后拿了一根糖果棒但忘了說謝謝，作者提醒小男孩，問他應該說什么，小男孩馬上轉身說也要給祖母拿一根糖果棒。小男孩的單純可愛令作者忍俊不禁，多年后回憶仍覺溫馨甜蜜。文章語言特征鮮明，畫面感強，故事溫馨有趣，能夠勾起讀者的甜蜜回憶。

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閱讀時應達到以下三個基本目標：

1.體會文章形象化的語言特點，即通過比喻修辭和動作語言等描寫刺激讀者的感官，激發(fā)讀者的想象力，并將其運用到故事創(chuàng)寫任務中;

2.了解敘事性隨筆的文體特點，掌握敘事性隨筆的一般寫作方式;

3.通過對故事的梳理體會文章標題的含義，并能反思作為子女應如何給父母帶來美好回憶。

1.tuck away? 收藏

2.savor v. 體會;體味;享受

3.fragrant adj. 芳香的;芬芳的

4.chill n. 寒冷;寒意

5.stray v. 走神;偏離主題

6.giggle v. （因感到有趣、窘迫或緊張而）咯咯地笑

The most delicious memories happen during the holidays.

And like a squirrel preparing for winter， I tuck them away to savor during the long winter months. Sometimes， I enjoy them for years.

Among them are sweetest recollections： my little girls at the church play and the moment they got their first angel wings; a pink car for dolls that wheeled into the bedroom with a tiny voice saying “Look what Santa brought me！”; or New Years snowmen with bright scarves borrowed from a grandmas fragrant drawer.

But there is one memory that is a little bittersweet—sort of like 80% dark chocolate， but still good for you.

This story brings to mind a colorful candy dish and a very little boy. The occasion was sometime between Christmas and New Year when a few candies in a dish brightened up a dull December day.

Wrapped against the chill， my then 3?year?old grandson， Justin， and I had dashed from the warmth of my parked car into the building where I had a few work?related tasks to take care of.

A smiling secretary greeted us as we brushed the snow from our clothes and rubbed our hands to warm them. Then， with my grandchild clinging to（依偎） my side， I busied myself， seeing to the business that had brought us there. But while his hand remained in mine， his eyes strayed to the candy dish sitting nearby.

As we turned to leave， the thoughtful woman behind the desk asked the question all children wait to hear.

“Honey，” the kindly woman said， peering over her glasses at Justin. “Would you like a candy cane？” her hand pushing the dish close for an easier reach.

The boy looked up questioningly， his eyes meeting mine， permission hanging in the air. A slight nod from me and then a hurried beeline to the holiday dish followed. Without hesitation， his fat little hands grabbed one—and only one—and then he began to make his way back to me.

“Justin！” I said from the doorway， a little loudly as I realized manners had been forgotten. “What do you say？”

The little boy turned on his heel， promptly returning to the candy dish.

“Get Grandma one， too！”

I laughed. The secretary laughed. And even little Justin innocently giggled at the fun we were having.

But at that moment， I saw something about Justin that remained long after the taste of the candy had disappeared. My grandchild was already a person with a lot of love in his heart.

In the years since， Ive enjoyed a chuckle or two thinking back on that moment.

Really， what could be sweeter？