本帖最后由 littleroad 于 2013-2-26 19:10 编辑
我和琪的亲子英语,是从2011年9月份开始的。当时琪四岁九个月,接触英语的时间仅限于幼儿园里那每周一次的英语课。这课完全是混的,上完之后,琪一个词都不会说,任何儿歌都不会唱,对英语没有任何概念。我感觉这样子继续下去恐怕不行,于是开始找方法,准备自己教琪。从那时起,我们走上了亲子英语这条路。
时至今日,琪和我在一步一步走,一点一点的进步。
琪在年前读完了 她人生中的第一本章节小说《My father's dragon》(中文名:小飞龙)。根据蓝思的评级,《My father's dragon》这本书是990L级的,相当于美国小学生三四年级的读物。琪能在学龄前就读完这样子一部美国小学生三四年级才读的书,我由衷的为她高兴,为她感到自豪!
小飞龙读完第二天,琪想再读I can read这类分级读物,结果她翻出书来一看,大叹简单、字少,一口气读了三本。我内心觉得,这次把小飞龙坚持下来,让我和琪都进步不小,有种上了一个层次的感觉。不但琪的阅读速度提高了、词汇量加大了,而最最关键的一点就是,我们都因此克服了对章节小说的恐惧。
既然克服了对章节小说的恐惧,我们接下来就正式进入阅读初级章节小说的时代。这第一套书,当然必然是鼎鼎大名的《Magic tree house》。
到今晚为止,琪读完了 MTH的第二本。我抽空给她录了一段读书音频,读的是第二本《the Knight at dawn》中的第一章。
琪读的链接:
http://www.tudou.com/programs/view/_Wy4DgzU36c/
我跟着琪也录了同一篇的音频,读出来以后,我发现自己相较于一年半前,进步太大了。
遥
想一年半前,我的英文都还给老师了,看到任何单词,只会脑海中翻译成中文,完全不知道该怎么读。记得当时,我下决心要自己教琪英语,要给琪读故事,就一口气买了汪培廷书单上一级的所有书。
拿到书以后,开始准备吧!读的第一本我印象最深,是I can read一级的那本《Stanly》,现在看来短短的一本书,我准备了很长时间,几乎每个单词我都查了读音。举几个例子:最简单的is,我查了——因为我不确定那个s是发s的音还是z的音;这本书里,有两个词,我当时完全分不清读音有什么区别(现在看来很可笑):Plant和paint,我跟着音频读了N遍都没读对,还是后来教琪机灵狗的时候突然学会的。而最大的一个笑话,就是这本书的书名我一直都读错了(半年以后我才发现这个错误),我完全不记得st的正确发音,所以一直读着s-t-anly这样子,导致琪到现在还受着我当年的影响,经常会把st的t不发d的音。
现在,我知道,亲子英语确确实实带给我了最大的实惠!
这是我读的音频链接:
http://www.tudou.com/programs/view/FjOLgjqQm1s/
附上原文:
1
the Dark Woods
Jack couldn’t sleep.
He put his glasses on. He looked at the clock. 5∶30.
Too early to get up.
Yesterday so many strange things had happened. Now he was trying to figure them out.
He turned on the light. He picked up his notebook. He looked at the list he’d made before going to bed.
found tree house in woods found lots of books in itpointed to Pteranodon picture in book made a wishwent to time of dinosaurs Pointed to picture of Frog Creek woods made a wish Came home to Frog Creek Jack pushed his glasses into place. Who was going to believe any of this?
Not his mom. Or his dad. Or his third-grade teacher, Ms. Watkins. Only his seven-year-old sister, Annie. She’d gone with him to the time of the dinosaurs.
“Can’t you sleep?”
It was Annie, standing in his doorway.
“Nope,” said Jack.
“Me neither,” said Annie. “What are you doing?”
She walked over to Jack and looked at his notebook. She read the list.
“Aren’ t you going to write about the gold medal?” she asked.
“You mean the gold medallion, ” said Jack.
He picked up his pencil and wrote:
found this in dinosaur time
“Aren’t you going to put the letter M on the medal?” said Annie.
“Medallion,” said Jack. “Not medal.”
He added an M:
“Aren’t you going to write about the magic person?” said Annie.
“We don’t know for sure if there is a magic person,” said Jack.
“Well, someone built the tree house in the woods. Someone put the books in it. Someone lost a gold medal in dinosaur time.”
“Medallion!” said Jack for the third time. “And I’m just writing the facts.The stuff we know for sure.”
“Let’ s go back to the tree house right now,” said Annie. “And find out if the magic person is a fact.”
“Are you nuts?” said Jack. “The sun’s not even up yet.”
“Come on,” said Annie. “Maybe we can catch them sleeping.”
“I don’ t think we should,” said Jack. He was worried. What if the “magic person” was mean? What if he or she didn’t want kids to know about the tree house?
“Well, I’m going,” said Annie.
Jack looked out his window at the dark-gray sky. It was almost dawn.
He sighed. “Okay. Let’s get dressed. I’ll meet you at the back door. Be quiet.”
“Yay!” whispered Annie. She tiptoed away as quietly as a mouse.
Jack put on jeans, a warm sweatshirt, and sneakers. He tossed his notebook and pencil in his backpack.
He crept downstairs.
Annie was waiting by the back door. She shined a flashlight in Jack’s face. “Ta-da! A magic wand!” she said.
“Shhh! Don’ t wake up Mom and Dad,” whispered Jack. “And turn that flashlight off. We don’t want anyone to see us.”
Annie nodded and turned it off. Then she clipped it onto her belt.
They slipped out the door into the cool early-morning air. Crickets were chirping. The dog next door barked.
“Quiet, Henry!” whispered Annie.
Henry stopped barking. Animals always seemed to do what Annie said.
“Let’s run!” said Jack.
They dashed across the dark, wet lawn and didn’t stop until they reached the woods.
“We need the flashlight now,” said Jack.
Annie took it off her belt and switched it on.
Step by step, she and Jack walked between the trees. Jack held his breath. The dark woods were scary.
“Gotcha!” said Annie, shining the flashlight in Jack’s face.
Jack jumped back. Then he frowned.
“Cut it out!” he siad.
“I scared you,” said Annie.
Jack glared at her.
“Stop pretending!” he whispered. “This is serious.”
“Okay, okay.”
Annie shined her flashlight over the tops of the trees.
“Now what are you doing?” said Jack.
“Looking for the tree house!”
The light stopped moving.
There it was. The mysterious tree house. At the top of the tallest tree in the woods.
Annie shined her light at the tree house, and then down the tall ladder. All the way to the ground.
“I’m going up,” she said. She gripped the flashlight and began to climb.
“Wait!” Jack called.
What if someone was in the tree house?
“Annie! Come back!”
But she was gone. The light disappeared. Jack was alone in the dark.
