摘要
I was standing in front of a fresh classof third graders on the first day of school.I saw the usual excited,expectant faces...except for one boy.He’d taken a desk inthe back of the room near the door,as if toprepare for a quick escape.His hair hungover his eyes.*Not that I could see hiseyes,because he was staring down at thedesktop.His clothes were too big for his*scrawny frame.*Other than what I saw,I didn’t know more than his name:Ryan.He struck me as the sort of student
出处
《语言教育》
2001年第9期12-14,共3页
Language Education
