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角色认领完毕：
四千金请继续认领角色，虎妈让带上Milly,现在成了五千金了。
小红--Milly
小蓝--申申
小绿--贝尔
小紫--小精灵
小黑--Rosy
交音频时间1/15（MP3格式），虎妈绘本课1/18日，请大家参与现场活动。
音频合成
http://www.tudou.com/listplay/S2BpEX4nalE/Mh92O1fmitg.html
Fancy Nancy and the Late, Late, Late Night
I adore visiting my neighbor Mrs. Devine. Here we are having tea on her veranda. (That’s a fancy word for porch.)
When she was a child, Mrs. Devine lived in Hollywood. She used to see lots of movie stars- only Mrs. Devine calls them celebrities. Isn’t that fancy?
She has a special scrapbook of photographs. Some are autographed. That means celebrities signed on them.
“Your scrapbook is extremely fascinating,” I say. (Fascinating is even more interesting than interesting.)
Ooh la la! Mrs. Devine says I can borrow her scrapbook if I bring it back tomorrow. “Merci, merci, merci!” I say.
At home I pretend that I am a Hollywood celebrity. I dress up in my most glamorous attire- that’s fancy for clothes.
I give my autograph to my fans.
I pose for photographs.
“I am late for a glamorous Hollywood party,” I tell my fans. “Au revoir” (You say it like this aw ruh-VWA. That’s French for “good-bye”.)
On my door I put up a sign that says Do Not Disturb, because celebrities need their privacy. I want to look through Mrs. Devine’s scrapbook, but I hear my dad calling us all to dinner.
After dinner I learn all my spelling words. I am practically an expert at spelling. Before I know it, Mom says, “Nancy, time for bed.” Oh no, I haven’t had a second to look at the scrapbook.
I beg my mom to let me stay up later. But my mom says no. “It’s a school night. Tomorrow is Friday. Tomorrow you can stay up later.”
I put my nightie and get in bed.
My parents kiss me good night. “Sleep tight,” they say.
But guess what! I am not going to sleep. Under the covers, I have concealed- that’s fancy for hidden- a flashlight and the scrapbook.
I stay up very late. It is almost ten o’clock when I put away the scrapbook and turn off my flashlight. I bet even celebrities don’t stay up this late!
The next morning, when my dad wakes me up, I am exhausted. Exhausted is even worse than tired.
At recess, I am too exhausted to jump rope with Bree and my friends.
I miss three of the words on the spelling list. My brain is exhausted, too.
After school, I return Mrs. Devine’s scrapbook. She asks if I would like to stay for dinner and watch a movie called National Velvet.
“It is on TV tonight. It is about a girl and a horse. I loved it when I was your age,” she says. It sounds fascinating, but I can hardly keep my eyes open.
I go home and start weeping- which is fancy for crying. When my dad asks what’s wrong, I confess. “I was naughty. I stayed up late last night and I had a terrible and exhausting day.”
My dad doesn’t scold me. He says, “Now you understand why you need a good night’s sleep.” That night I go to bed even earlier than my sister!
On Saturday I wake up feeling glorious again. (Glorious is fancy for wonderful.)
And guess what- Mrs. DeVine taped the movie for me! I can see it tonight.
Dad was right- even fancy girls need their beauty rest.
领小紫----小精灵