汪培珽的中文私房书单
附汪培珽的英文私房书单第一至第五阶段
附汪培珽的英文私房书单第一至第五阶段第一篇：附汪培珽的英文私房书单第一至第五阶段附汪培珽的英文私房书单第一至第五阶段（其中标黄色的表示原书单中没有，但很受推崇的书）第一阶段(0－2 岁)“An I Can Read Book” Level 1: 每本约32~64页，每页1~3句话，每句话平均6、7个单词。
01.Happy Birthday, Danny and the Dinosaur* 分享、友谊 02.Danny and the Dinosaur * 幽默、冒险、友谊 03.Sammy the Seal * 冒险 04.The lighthouse children 关怀05.Stanley 勇于改变、爱06.Captain cat 幽默、友谊07.Grizzwold 努力、冒险、幽默 08.Chester 不气馁09.Danny and the dinosaur go to camp 团体生活、幽默10.Who will be my friends 交朋友 11.Oliver 追求12.Mine's the best 炫耀心态，友谊 13.Mrs.Brice's Mice 关怀，友谊“Penguin Group”系列读本：每本约24页，浅显易懂，书后附有可裁剪的生字卡。
01.Where is mybroom 小巫婆找扫把02.Don’t wake the baby 关怀，爱，手足之情 03.Silly Willy 爱，幽默 04.The big snowball 幽默05.Benny’s Big Bubble 探险，系列作家Tomie dePaola 的作品06.Otto the cat 友情，关怀07.The little engine that could helpout 再试一次的勇气08.Lots of hearts 关怀 09.Pig out 幽默，欢乐气氛 10.Picky Nicky 营养食物的基本认知各名家绘本1.Do You See a Mouse? 找找书2.Little Gorilla 爱，友情3.My Mother is Mine 还是自己的妈妈最好4.No Nap 小孩都不爱午睡5.So Many Cats 关怀，幼儿数数6.The Little Red Hen 天下没有免费的午餐第二阶段(2 岁)“An I Can Read Book” Level 1、2: 01.Small pig 家，关怀，追求理想 02.There is Carrot in my ear 无厘头幽默 03.Newt 自信04.Two silly trolls 友情，分享，幽默 05.Buzby* 独立、自信、工作态度06.OscarOtter 螳螂捕蝉，黄雀在后的幽默07.RedFox and His Canoe 分享，幽默，追求理想 08.The Fire Cat 爱，关怀，做大事09.Harryand the lady next door * 梦想成真10.No More Monsters for Me 可爱的怪兽，机智，关怀11.TheAdventures of Snail at School 冒险，想象，自信12.Father bear comes home * 这4本是描写一只小小熊的温馨家庭故事 13.Little Bear * 14.Little Bear’s Friend * 15.Little Bear’s Visit *各名家绘本以下书单中的最后一本“Little Polar Bear”若照程度来说，应该放在第四阶段，但它真的是这个事情我讲给孩子的故事书，所以维持实际状况，籍此提醒父母不要低估孩子对故事书和语言的接受能力。
汪培珽第6阶段神奇树屋02TheKnightatDawn
汪培珽第6阶段神奇树屋02TheKnightatDawnThe Knight at Dawn(Magic Tree House #2: )1 The Dark WoodsJack 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.2 Leaving Again“No one’s here!” Annie shouted down.Jack thought about going home. Then he thought about all the books in the tree house.He started up the ladder. When he was nearly to the tree house， he saw lightin the distant sky. Dawn was starting to break.He crawled through a hole in the floor and took off his backpack.It was dark inside the tree house.Annie was shining her flashlight on the books scattered about.“They’re still here，” she said.She stopped the light on a dinosaur book. It was the book that had taken them to the time of the dinosaurs.“Remember the Tyrannosaurus?” asked Annie.Jack shuddered. Of coures he remembered! How could anyone forget seeing a real live Tyrannosaurus rex?The light fell on a book about Pennsylvania. A red silk bookmark stuck out of it.“Remember the picture of Frog Creek?” said Annie.“Of course，” said Jack. That was the picture that had brought them home.“There’s my favorite，” said Annie.The light was shining on a book about knights and castles. There was a blue leather bookmark in it.Annie turned to the page with the bookmark. There was a picture of a knight on a black horse. He was riding toward a castle.“Annie， close that book，” said Jack. “I know what you’re thinking.”Annie pointed at the knight.“Don’t， Annie!”“We wish we could see this guy for real，” Annie said.“No， we don’t!” shouted Jack.They heard a strange sound.“Neeee-hhhh！”It sounded like a horse neighing.They both went to the window.Annie shined the flashlight down on the ground.“Oh no，” whispered Jack.“A knight!” said Annie.Aknight in shining armor! Riding a black horse! Through the Frog Creek woods!Then the wind began to moan. The leaves began to tremble.It was happening again.“We’re leaving!” cried Annie. “Get down!”The wind moaned louder. The leaves shook harder.And the tree house started to spin. It spun faster and faster!Jack squeezed his eyes shut.Then everything was still.Absolutely still.Jack opened his eyes. He shivered. The air was damp and cool.The sound of a horse’s whinny came again from below.“Neeee-hhhh！”“I think we’re here，” whispered Annie. She was still holding the castle book.Jack peeked out the window.A huge castle loomed out of the fog.He looked around. The tree house was in a different oak tree. And down below，the knight on the black horse was riding by.“We can’t stay here，” said Jack. “We have to go home and make a plan first.” He picked up the book about Pennsylvania. He opened it tothe page with the red silk bookmark. He pointed to the photograph of the Frog Creek woods. “I wish—”“No!” said Annie. She yanked the book away from him. “Let’s stay!I want to visit the castle!”“You’re nuts. We have to examine the situation，” said Jack. “From home.”“Let’s examine it here!” said Annie.“Come on.” He held out his hand. “Give it.”Annie gave Jack the book. “Okay. You can go home. I’m staying，” she said. She clipped the flashlight to her belt.“Wait!” said Jack.“I’m going to take a peek. A teeny peek，” she said. And she scooted down the ladder.Jack groaned. Okay， she had won. He couldn’ t leave without her. Besides，he sort of wanted to take a peek himself.He put down the book about Pennsylvania.He dropped the castle book into his pack. He stepped onto the ladder.And headed down into the cool， misty air.3 Across the BridgeAnnie was under the tree， looking across the foggy ground.“The knight’ s riding toward that bridge， I think，” said Annie.“The bridge goes to the castle.”“Wait. I’ll look it up，” said Jack. “Give me the flashlight!”He took the flashlight from her and pulled the castle book out of his pack. He opened it to the page with the leather bookmark. He read the words under the picture of the knight：This is a knight arriving for a castle feast. Knights wore armor when they traveled long and dangerous distances. The armor was very heavy.A helmet alone could weigh up to forty pounds.Wow. Jack had weighted forty pounds when he was five years old. So it’d be like riding a horse with a five-year-old on your head.Jakc pulled out his notebook. He wanted to take notes， as he’d done on their dinosaur trip.He wrote：heavy headWhat else?He turned the pages of the castle book.He found a picture that showed thewhole castle and the buildings around it.“The knight’s crossing the bridge，” said Annie. “He’s going through the gate.... He’s gone.”Jack studied the bridge in the picture.He read：A drawbridge crossed the moat. The moat was filled with water， to help protect the castle from enemies.Some people believe crocodiles were kept in the moat.Jack wrote in his notebook：crocodiles in moat?“Look!” said Annie， peering through the mist. “A windmill! Right over there!” “Yeah， there’ s a windmill in here， too，”said Jack， pointing at the picture.“Look at the real one， Jack，” said Annie. “Not the one in the book.”A piercing shriek split the air.“Yikes，” said Annie. “It sounded like it came from that little house over there!” She pointed through the fog.“There’ s a little house here，” said Jack， studying the picture.He turned the page and read：The hawk house was in the inner ward of the castle. Hawks were trained to hunt other birds and small animals.Jack wrote in his notebook：hawks in hawk house“We must be in the inner ward，” said Jack.“Listen!” whispered Annie. “You hear that? Drums! Horns! They’re coming from the castle. Let’s go see.”“Wait，” said Jakc. He turned more pages of the book.“I want to see what’s really going on， Jack. Not what’s in the book，” said Annie.“But look at this!” said Jack.He pointed to a picture of a big party. Men were standing by the door， playing drums and horns.He read：Fanfares were played to announce different dishes in a feast. Feasts were held in the Great Hall.“You can look at the book. I’m going to the real feast，” said Annie.“Wait，” said Jack， studying the picture. It showed boys his age carrying trays of food. Whole pigs. Pies. Peacocks with all their feathers. Peacocks?Jack wrote：they eat peacocks?He held up the book to show Annie. “Look， I think they eat—”Where was she? Gone. Again.Jack looked through the fog.He heard the real drums and the real horns. He saw the real hawk house， thereal windmill， the real moat.He saw Annie dashing across the real drawbridge. Then she vanished through the gate leading to the castle.4 Into the Castle“I’m going to kill her，” muttered Jack.He threw his stuff into his pack and moved toward the drawbridge. He hoped no one would see him.It was getting darker. It must be night.When he got to the bridge， he started across. The wooden planks creaked under his feet.He peered over the edge of the bridge. Were there any crocodiles in the moat? He couldn’t tell.“Halt!” someone shouted. A guard on top of the castle wall was looking down. Jack dashed across the bridge. He ran through the castle gate and into the courtyard.From inside the castle came the sounds of music， shouting， and laughter.Jack hurried to a dark corner and crouched down. He shivered as he looked around for Annie.Torches lit the high wall around the courtyard.The courtyard was nearly empty.Two boys led horses that clopped over the gray cobblestones.“Neeee-hhhh！”Jack turned. It was the knight’s black horse!“Psssst!”He peered into the darkness.There was Annie.She was hiding behind a well in the center of the courtyard. She waved at him.Jack waved back. He waited till the boys and horses disappeared inside the stable. Then he dashed to the well.“I’m going to find the music!” whispered Annie. “Are you coming?”“Okay，” Jack said with a sigh.They tiptoed together across the cobblestones. Then they slipped into the entrance of the castle.Noise and music came from a bright room in front of them. They stood on one side of the doorway and peeked in.“The feast in the Great Hall!” whispered Jack. He held his breath as he stared in awe.A giant fireplace blazed at one end of the noisy room. Antlers and rugs hung on the stone walls. Flowers covered the floor. Boys in short dresses carried huge trays of food.Dogs were fighting over bones under the tables.People in bright clothes and funny hats strolled among the crowd. Some played funny-shaped guitars. Some tossed balls in the air. Some balanced swords on theirhands.Men and women dressed in capes and furs sat at long， crowded wooden tables.“I wonder which one is the knight，” said Jack.“I don’ t know，” whispered Annie. “But they’re eating with their fingers.”Suddenly， someone shouted behind them.Jack whirled around.A man carrying a tray of pies was standing a few feet away.“Who art thou?” he asked angrily.“Jack，” squeaked Jack.“Annie，” squeaked Annie.Then they ran as fast as they could down a dimly lit hallway.5 Trapped“Come on!” cried Annie.Jack raced behind her.Were they being followed?“Here! Quick!” Annie dashed toward a door off the hallway. She pushed the door open. The two of them stumbled into a dark， cold room. The door creaked shut behind them.“Give me the flashlight，” said Annie. Jack handed it to her， and she switched it on.Yikes! A row of knights right in front of them!Annie flicked off the light.Silence.“They aren’t moving，” Jack whispered.Annie turned the light back on.“They’re just suits，” Jack said.“Without heads，” said Annie.“Let me have the flashlight a second，” said Jack. “So I can look in the book.”Annie handed him the flashlight. He pulled out the castle book. He flipped through the pages until he found what he was looking for.Jack put the book away. “It’s called the armory，” he said. “It’s where armor and weapons are stored.”He shined the flashlight around the room.“Oh， man，” whispered Jack.The light fell on shiny breastplates， leg plates， arm plates. On shelves filled with helmets and weapons. On shields，spears， swords， crossbows， clubs， battle-axes.There was a noise in the hall. Voices!“Let’s hide!” said Annie.“Wait，” said Jack. “I got to check on something first.”“Hurry，” said Annie.“It’ll take just a second，” said Jack. “Hold this.” He handed Annie the flashlight.He tried to lift a helmet from a shelf. It was too heavy.He bent over and dragged the helmet over his head. The visor slammed shut.Oh， forget it. It was worse than having a five-year-old on your head.More like having a ten-year-old on your head.Not only could Jack not lift his head， he couldn’t see anything， either.“Jack!” Annie’ s voice sounded far away.“The voices are getting closer!”“Turn off the flashlight!” Jack’s voice echoed inside the metal chamber.He struggled to get the helmet off.Suddenly he lost his balance and went crashing into other pieces of armor.The metal plates and weapons clattered to the floor.Jack lay on the floor in the dark.He tried to get up. But his head was too heavy.He heard deep voices.Someone grabbed him by the arm. The next thing he knew， his helmet was yanked off. He was staring into the blazing light of a fiery torch.6 Ta-da!In the torchlight，Jack saw three huge men standing over him.One with very squinty-eyes held the torch. One with a very red face held Jack. And one with a very long mustache held on to Annie.Annie was kicking and yelling.“Stop!” said the one with the very long mustache.“Who art thou?” said the one with the very red face.“Spies? Foreigners? Egyptians? Romans? Persians?” said the squinty-eyed one.“No， you dummies!” said Annie.“Oh， brother，” Jack muttered.“Arrest them!” said Red-face.“The dungeon!” said Squinty-eyes.The guards marched Jack and Annie out of the armory. Jack looked back frantically. Where was his backpack?“Go!” said a guard， giving him a push.Jack went.Down they marched， down the long， dark hallway. Squinty， Annie， Mustache，Jack， and Red.Down a narrow， winding staircase.Jack heard Annie shouting at the guards.“Dummies! Meanies! We didn't do anything!”The guards laughed.They didn’t take her seriously at all.At the bottom of the stairs was a big iron door with a bar across it.Squinty pushed the bar off the door. Then he shoved at the door. It creaked open.Jack and Annie were pushed into a cold， clammy room.The fiery torch lit the dungeon. There were chains hanging from the filthy walls. Water dripped from the ceiling， making puddles on the stone floor. It wasthe creepiest place Jack had ever seen.“We’ll keep them here till the feast is done. Then turn them over to the Duke，” said Squinty. “He knows how to take care of thieves.”“There will be a hanging tomorrow，” said Mustache.“If the rats don’t get them first，” said Red.They all laughed.Jack saw that Annie had his backpack. She was quietly unzipping it.“Come on， let’s chain the two of’em，” said Squinty.The guards started toward them.Annie whipped her flashlight out of the pack.“Ta-da!” she yelled.The guards froze. They stared at the shiny flashlight in her hand.Annie switched the light on. The guards gasped in fear.They jumped back against the wall.Squinty dropped the torch. It fell into a dirty puddle on the floor，sputtered，and went out.“My magic wand!” Annie said， waving the flashlight. “Get down. Or I’ll wipe you out!”Jack’s mouth dropped open.Annie fiercely pointed her light at one， then the other. Each howled and covered his face.“Down! All of you! Get down!” shouted Annie.One by one， the guards lay down on the wet floor.Jack couldn’t believe it.“Come on，” Annie said to him. “Let’s go.”Jack looked at the open doorway. He looked at the guards quaking on the ground.“Hurry!” said Annie.In one quick leap， Jack followed her out of the terrible dungeon.7 A Secret PassageAnnie and Jack raced back up the winding stairs and down the long hall way.They hadn’ t gone far when they heard shouting behind them.Dogs barked in the distance.“They’re coming!” Annie cried.“In here!” said Jack. He shoved open a door off the hallway and pulled Annie into a dark room.Jack pushed the door shut. Then Annie shined her flashlight around the room. There were rows of sacks and wooden barrels.“I’ d better look in the book，” said Jack. “Give it to me!”Annie gave him the flashlight and his backpack. He pulled out the book and started tearing through it.“Shhh!” said Annie. “Someone’s coming.”Jack and Annie jumped behind the door as it creaked open.Jack held his breath. A light from a torch danced wildly over the sacks and barrels.The light disappeared. The door slammed shut.“Oh， man，” whispered Jack. “We have to hurry. They might come back.”His hands were trembling as he flipped through the pages of the castle book.“Here’s a map of the castle，” he said. “Look， this must be the room we’re in. It’s a storeroom.” Jack studied the room in the book.“These are sacks of flour and barrels of wine.”“Who cares? We have to go!” said Annie. “Before they come back!”“No. Look，” said Jack. He pointed at the map. “Here’s a trapdoor.”He read aloud：This door leads from the storeroom through a secret passage to a precipice over the moat.“What’s a precipice?” said Annie.“I don’t know. We’ll find out，” said Jack. “But first we have to find the door.” Jack looked at the picture carefully. Then he shined the flashlight around the room.The floor of the room was made up of stones. The trapdoor in the picture was five stones away from the door to the hall. Jack shined the light on the floor and counted the stones. “One， two， three，four， five.”He stamped on the fifth stone. It was loose!He put the flashlight on the floor. He worked his fingers under the thin sheet of stone and tried to lift it.“Help，” Jack said.Annie came over and helped him lift the stone square out of its place.Underneath was a small wooden door.Jack and Annie tugged on the rope handle of the door. The door fell open with a thunk.Jack picked up the flashlight and shined it on the hole.“There’ s a little ladder，” hs said. “Let’s go!”He clipped on the flashlight and felt his way down the small ladder. Annie followed. When they both reached the bottom of the ladder， Jack shined the light around them.There was a tunnel!He crouched down and began moving through the damp， creepy tunnel. The flashlight barely lit the stone walls.He shook the light. Were the batteries running down?“I think our light’s dying!” he said to Annie.“Hurry!” she called from behind.Jack went faster. His back hurt from crouching.The light got dimmer and dimmer.He was desperate to get out of the castle before the batteries died completely.Soon he reached another small wooden door. The door at the end of the tunnel!Jack unlatched the door and pushed it open.He poked his head outside.He couldn’t see anything in the misty darkness.The air felt good. Cool and fresh. He took a deep breath.“Where are we?” whispered Annie behind him. “What do you see?”“Nothing. But I think we’ve come to the outside of the castle，” said Jack. “I’ll find out.”Jack put the flashlight in his pack. He put the pack on his back. He stuck his hand out the door. He couldn’t feel the ground. Just air.“I’m going to have to go feet first，” he said.Jack turned around in the small tunnel. He lay down on his stomach. He stuck one leg out the door. Then the other.Jack inched down， bit by bit. Until he was hanging out the door， clinging to the ledge.“This must be the precipice!” he called to Annie. “Pull me up!”Annie reached for Jack’s hands. “I can’t hold you!” she said.Jack felt his fingers slipping. Then down he fell.Down through the darkness.SPLASH!8 The KnightWater filled Jack’s nose and covered his head. His glasses fell off. He grabbed them just in time. He coughed and flailed his arms.“Jack!” Annie was calling from above.“I’m in... the moat!” said Jack， gasping for air. He tried to tread water and put his glasses back on. With his backpack， his shoes， and his heavy clothes，he could hardly stay afloat.SPLASH!“Hi! I’m here!” Annie sputtered.Jack could hear her nearby. But he couldn’t see her.“Which way’s land?” Annie asked.“I don’t know! Just swim!”Jack dog-paddled through the cold black water.He heard Annie swimming， too. At first it seemed as if she was swimming in front of him. But then he heard a splash behind him.“Annie?” he called.“What?” Her voice came from in front. Not behind.Another splash. Behind.Jack’s heart almost stopped. Crocodiles? He couldn’t see anything through his waterstreaked glasses.“Annie!” he whispered.“What?”“Swim faster!”“But I’ m here! I’ m over here! Near the edge!” she whispered.Jack swam through the dark toward her voice. He imagined a crocodile slithering after him.Another splash! Not far away!Jack’s hand touched a wet， live thing.“Ahhhh!” he cried.“It’s me! Take my hand!” said Annie.Jack grabbed her hand. She pulled him to the edge of the moat. They crawled over an embankment onto the wet grass. Safe!Another splash came from the moat waters.“Oh， man，” Jack said.He was shivering all over. His teeth were chattering. He shook the water off his glasses and put them back on.It was so misty he couldn’ t see the castle. He couldn’ t even see the moat，much less a crocodile.“We... we made it，” said Annie. Her teeth were chattering， too.“I know，” said Jack. “But where are we?” He peered at the foggy darkness.Where was the drawbridge? The windmill? The hawk house? The grove of trees? The tree house?Everything had been swallowed up by the thick， soupy darkness.Jack reached into his wet backpack and pulled out the flashlight. He pushed the switch. No more light.They were trapped. Not in a dungeon. But in the still， cold darkness.“Neeee-hhhh！”A horse’s whinny.Just then the clouds parted. A full moon was shining in the sky. A pool of light spread through the mist.Then Jack and Annie saw him just a few feet away. The knight.He sat on the black horse. His armor shone in the moonlight. A visor hid his face. But he seemed to be staring straight at Jack and Annie.9 Under the MoonJack froze.“It’s him，” Annie whispered.The knight held out his gloved hand.“Come on， Jack，” Annie said.“Where are you going?” said Jack.“He wants to help us，” said Annie.“How do you know?”“I can just tell，” said Annie.Annie stepped toward the horse. The knight dismounted.The knght picked Annie up and put her on the back of his horse.“Come on， Jack，” she called.Jack moved slowly toward the knight. It was like a dream.The knight picked him up， too. He placed Jack on the horse， behind Annie.The knight got on behind them. He slapped the reins.The black horse cantered beside the moonlit water of the moat.Jack rocked back and forth in the saddle. The wind blew his hair. He felt very brave and very powerful.He felt as if he could ride forever on this horse， with this mysterious knight. Over the ocean. Over the world. Over the moon.A hawk shrieked in the darkness.“There’s the tree house，” said Annie. She pointed toward a grove of trees.The knight steered the horse toward the trees.“See. There it is，” Annie said， pointing to the ladder.The knight brought his horse to a stop. He dismounted and helped Annie down.“Thank you， sir，” she said. And she bowed.Then Jack. “Thank you，” he said. And he bowed also.The knight got back on his horse. He raised his gloved hand. Then he slapped the reins and rode off through the mist. Annie started up the tall ladder， and Jack followed. They climbed into the dark tree house and looked out the window. The knight was riding toward the outer wall. They saw him go through the outer gate.Clouds started to cover the moon again. For a brief moment， Jack thought he saw the knight’s armor gleaming on the top of a hill beyond the castle.The clouds covered the moon completely. And a black mist swallowed the land.“He’s gone，” whispered Annie.Jack shivered in his wet clothes as he kept staring at the blackness.“I’m cold，” said Annie. “Where’s the Pennsylvania book?”Jack heard Annie fumble in the darkness. He kept looking out the window.“I think this is it，” said Annie. “I feel a silk bookmark.”Jack was only half-listening. He was hoping to see the knight’ s armor gleam again in the distance.“Okay. I’m going to use this，” said Annie. “Because I think it’s the right one. Here goes. Okay. I’m pointing. I’m going to wish.I wish we could go to Frog Creek!”Jack heard the wind begin to blow. Softly at first.“I hope I pointed to the right picture in the right book，” said Annie.“What?” Jack looked back at her. “Right picture? Right book?”The tree house began to rock. The wind got louder and louder.“I hope it wasn’t the dinosaur book!” said Annie.“Stop!” Jack shouted at the tree house.Too late.The tree house started to spin. It was spinning and spinning!The wind was screaming.Then suddenly there was silence.Absolute silence.10 One Mystery SolvedThe air was warm.It was dawn. Far away a dog barked.“I think that’ s Henry barking!” Annie said. “We did come home.”They both looked out the tree house window.“That was close，” said Jack.In the distance， streetlights lit their street. There was a light on in their upstairs window.“Uh-oh，” said Annie. “I think Mom and Dad are up. Hurry!”“Wait.” In a daze， Jack unzipped his backpack. He pulled out the castle book. It was quite wet. But Jack placed it back with all the other books.“Come on! Hurry!” said Annie， scooting out of the tree house.Jack followed her down the ladder.They reached the ground and took off between the gray-black trees.They left the woods and ran down their deserted street.They got to their yard and crept across the lawn. Right up to the back door.Jack and Annie slipped inside the house.“They’ re not downstairs yet，” whispered Annie.“Shhh，” said Jack.He led the way up the stairs and down the hall. No sign of his mom or dad. But he could hear water running in the bathroom. Their house was so different from the dark， cold castle. So safe and cozy and friendly.Annie stopped at her bedroom door. She gave Jack a smile， then disappeared inside her room.Jack hurried into his room. He took off his damp clothes and pulled on his dry， soft pajamas.。
《喂故事书长大的孩子》
《喂故事书长大的孩子》《喂故事书长大的小孩》荣登台湾金石堂图书总榜第一位。
《喂故事书长大的小孩》封面本书亮点、卖点、宣传点台湾十年来最富阻碍，销售量第一的亲子教育系列，“爱小孩也爱自己的七堂课”之《喂故事书长大的小孩》来啦。
什么是喂故事长大的小孩呢，注意，是喂不是填！佐料是浓浓的亲情，食材是最经典的故事画本、读本。
如何和小孩亲热互动？想让小孩爱上阅读？期望小孩养成好品行、大能力？不用讨好、不用说教，只要念故事书就好！本书告诉你如何为小孩念书、选书，并提供私房书单，别错过这段和小孩分享爱与聪慧的幸福时刻！本书荣登台湾金石堂图书总榜第一位；博客来书店图书总榜第一，2006年，汪培珽的第一本书《喂故事书长大的小孩》上市——荣获台湾《中国时报》开卷十大美好生活书奖、“金石堂网络金书奖”亲子类年度榜首、博客来百大畅销书也看得到它……目前印行40刷！《喂故事书长大的小孩》、《培养小孩的英文耳朵》已出版韩文版。
另外，此两本图书，台湾包括小s在内的专门多名人父母都向大众举荐。
内容简介念故事书给小孩听”，是兼具关爱和教育功能的最佳亲子活动，不但能关心小孩陶养理想品行、提升学习能力、建立阅读适应，更能让小孩在父母用心而亲热的陪伴下，感受到充分的爱与关怀；父母也能在付出的同时，得到小孩最直截了当真诚的回馈。
在本书中，亲子教育实践家汪培珽，经由亲躯体验和积极研究，提醒父母如何藉由“念故事书给小孩听”，陪伴小孩的充满爱、聪慧与生命温顺的环境中成长，并提供使用技巧与私房书单，建议父母如何为小孩选择理想读物、培养一生的阅读爱好。
请付出爱心、耐心与实践，为小孩的每一天多添加几个杰出故事，让他们的童年更加欢乐、人一辈子更有味道！编辑举荐阅读故事给小孩，是最为无忧并倾注爱意的教育方式。
布什家族的“早读会”传统，美国国务卿希拉里的从小阅读……诸多名人的成功，都证明这是最好的早教方式。
现在大陆存在“读什么书给小孩的困惑”，有的专家提倡经典抛弃低趣味，有的提倡照管爱好为佳，但目前还没有专门优秀的作品阐述这种道理汪妈妈也说：如何和小孩亲热互动？想让小孩爱上阅读？期望小孩养成好品行、大能力？不用讨好、不用说教，只要念故事书就好！本书告诉你如何为小孩念书、选书，并提供私房书单，别错过这段和小孩分享爱与聪慧的幸福时刻！【父母最想明白的Q&A】·什么缘故要念故事书给小孩听？念故事书对亲子关系有何助益？·如何为不同年级的小孩念故事书？念完故事一定要问问题吗？·能够让小孩看漫画吗？只看图、不看字有没有关系？·如何督促自己编列预算买书？买套书或一次买几十本好吗？·如何按照小孩的程度来选书？差不多上小学了再念还来得及吗？·忙碌的双薪父母要如何念故事书？如何为小孩打造阅读环境？……这本书都能告诉您最亲切、有用的答案。
汪培珽英文书单第一阶段
汪培珽英文书单第一阶段汪培珽英文书单第一阶段i_can_read_level_1(12本) 1、丹尼和恐龙Danny and the DinosaurDanny 很喜爱恐龙。
当他在纪念馆看到一只时，他说，"假如能和恐龙一起玩，那将会多么美好，"一个声音回答，“我觉得和你一起玩也一定会很好玩的”。
于是丹尼和恐龙的奇异冒险开头了！但是一只恐龙可不是一般的玩伴，甚至最日常的活动也变得不平庸，像在捉迷藏的嬉戏时，找到一个足够大的地方来躲藏一只恐龙，并让他的长长的尾巴不要敲打房子。
但 Danny 能教老恐龙新把戏，这是这惟独着 1 亿年年龄的老恐龙感到最好玩的事！Danny loves dinosaurs. When he sees one at the museun and says, "It would be nice to play with a dinosaur," a voice answers, "And I think it would be nice to play with you." So begins Dannys and the dinosaur's wonderful adventure together!But a dinosaur is no ordinary playmate. Even the most everyday activities become extraordinary, like finding abig-enough place to hide a dinosaur in a game of hide-and-seek, and keeping him from knocking over houses with his long tail. But Danny can teach a old dinosaur new tricks. It's the most fun this dinosaur has had in a hundred million years!2、我会读之史丹利 I Can Read Book 1：Stanley这本书一翻开，就感觉太棒了！这本书讲的是原始人生活的一个生活场景，用孩子们能够理解的故事讲解出来，即了解了原始人的生活情况，又感触到了故事里的美妙和温情，而且见到的这类题材的绘本相对较少。
三大英文绘本书单(汪培珽、吴敏兰、廖彩杏)
书标头 A picture reader 1. Where is my broom 小巫 12 ，同系 婆找扫把 列不同 作者， 浅显易 懂。 2. Don’t wake the baby 不要 13 吵醒小baby 14 3. Silly Willy 幽默 15 4. The big snowball 探险 5. Benny’s big bubble 探险， 16 系列作家Tomie de paola 的 17 6. Otto the cat 友谊 7. The little engine that could 18 helps out 再试一次的勇气 19 20 21 8. Lots of hearts关怀 9. Pig out幽默 10. Picky Nicky认识营养的食
My Very First Mother Goose
Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What Do You See? The Wheels On The Bus My Very First Mother Goose Five Little Monkeys Jumping On the Bed Go Away, Mr. Wolf! My Very First Mother Goose Down By The Station Hop On Pop Five Little Men In A Flying Saucer Green Eggs And Ham
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汪培珽第6阶段神奇树屋02TheKnightatDawn
The Knight at Dawn(Magic Tree House #2: )1 The Dark WoodsJack 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.2 Leaving Again“No one’s here!” Annie shouted down.Jack thought about going home. Then he thought about all the books in the tree house.He started up the ladder. When he was nearly to the tree house， he saw lightin the distant sky. Dawn was starting to break.He crawled through a hole in the floor and took off his backpack.It was dark inside the tree house.Annie was shining her flashlight on the books scattered about.“They’re still here，” she said.She stopped the light on a dinosaur book. It was the book that had taken them to the time of the dinosaurs.“Remember the Tyrannosaurus?” asked Annie.Jack shuddered. Of coures he remembered! How could anyone forget seeing a real live Tyrannosaurus rex?The light fell on a book about Pennsylvania. A red silk bookmark stuck out of it.“Remember the picture of Frog Creek?” said Annie.“Of course，” said Jack. That was the picture that had brought them home.“There’s my favorite，” said Annie.The light was shining on a book about knights and castles. There was a blue leather bookmark in it.Annie turned to the page with the bookmark. There was a picture of a knight on a black horse. He was riding toward a castle.“Annie， close that book，” said Jack. “I know what you’re thinking.”Annie pointed at the knight.“Don’t， Annie!”“We wish we could see this guy for real，” Annie said.“No， we don’t!” shouted Jack.They heard a strange sound.“Neeee-hhhh！”It sounded like a horse neighing.They both went to the window.Annie shined the flashlight down on the ground.“Oh no，” whispered Jack.“A knight!” said Annie.Aknight in shining armor! Riding a black horse! Through the Frog Creek woods!Then the wind began to moan. The leaves began to tremble.It was happening again.“We’re leaving!” cried Annie. “Get down!”The wind moaned louder. The leaves shook harder.And the tree house started to spin. It spun faster and faster!Jack squeezed his eyes shut.Then everything was still.Absolutely still.Jack opened his eyes. He shivered. The air was damp and cool.The sound of a horse’s whinny came again from below.“Neeee-hhhh！”“I think we’re here，” whispered Annie. She was still holding the castle book.Jack peeked out the window.A huge castle loomed out of the fog.He looked around. The tree house was in a different oak tree. And down below，the knight on the black horse was riding by.“We can’t stay here，” said Jack. “We have to go home and make a plan first.” He picked up the book about Pennsylvania. He opened it tothe page with the red silk bookmark. He pointed to the photograph of the Frog Creek woods. “I wish—”“No!” said Annie. She yanked the book away from him. “Let’s stay!I want to visit the castle!”“You’re nuts. We have to examine the situation，” said Jack. “From home.”“Let’s examine it here!” said Annie.“Come on.” He held out his hand. “Give it.”Annie gave Jack the book. “Okay. You can go home. I’m staying，” she said. She clipped the flashlight to her belt.“Wait!” said Jack.“I’m going to take a peek. A teeny peek，” she said. And she scooted down the ladder.Jack groaned. Okay， she had won. He couldn’ t leave without her. Besides，he sort of wanted to take a peek himself.He put down the book about Pennsylvania.He dropped the castle book into his pack. He stepped onto the ladder.And headed down into the cool， misty air.3 Across the BridgeAnnie was under the tree， looking across the foggy ground.“The knight’ s riding toward that bridge， I think，” said Annie.“The bridge goes to the castle.”“Wait. I’ll look it up，” said Jack. “Give me the flashlight!”He took the flashlight from her and pulled the castle book out of his pack. He opened it to the page with the leather bookmark.He read the words under the picture of the knight：This is a knight arriving for a castle feast. Knights wore armor when they traveled long and dangerous distances. The armor was very heavy.A helmet alone could weigh up to forty pounds.Wow. Jack had weighted forty pounds when he was five years old. So it’d be like riding a horse with a five-year-old on your head.Jakc pulled out his notebook. He wanted to take notes， as he’d done on their dinosaur trip.He wrote：heavy headWhat else?He turned the pages of the castle book.He found a picture that showed thewhole castle and the buildings around it.“The knight’s crossing the bridge，” said Annie. “He’s going through the gate.... He’s gone.”Jack studied the bridge in the picture.He read：A drawbridge crossed the moat. The moat was filled with water， to help protect the castle from enemies.Some people believe crocodiles were kept in the moat.Jack wrote in his notebook：crocodiles in moat?“Look!” said Annie， peering through the mist. “A windmill! Right over there!” “Yeah， there’ s a windmill in here， too，” said Jack， pointing at the picture.“Look at the real one， Jack，” said Annie. “Not the one in the book.”A piercing shriek split the air.“Yikes，” said Annie. “It sounded like it came from that little house over there!” She pointed through the fog.“There’ s a little house here，” said Jack， studying the picture.He turned the page and read：The hawk house was in the inner ward of the castle. Hawks were trained to hunt other birds and small animals.Jack wrote in his notebook：hawks in hawk house“We must be in the inner ward，” said Jack.“Listen!” whispered Annie. “You hear that? Drums! Horns! They’re coming from the castle. Let’s go see.”“Wait，” said Jakc. He turned more pages of the book.“I want to see what’s really going on， Jack. Not what’s in the book，” said Annie.“But look at this!” said Jack.He pointed to a picture of a big party. Men were standing by the door， playing drums and horns.He read：Fanfares were played to announce different dishes in a feast. Feasts were held in the Great Hall.“You can look at the book. I’m going to the real feast，” said Annie.“Wait，” said Jack， studying the picture. It showed boys his age carrying trays of food. Whole pigs. Pies. Peacocks with all their feathers. Peacocks?Jack wrote：they eat peacocks?He held up the book to show Annie. “Look， I think they eat—”Where was she? Gone. Again.Jack looked through the fog.He heard the real drums and the real horns. He saw the real hawk house， thereal windmill， the real moat.He saw Annie dashing across the real drawbridge. Then she vanished through the gate leading to the castle.4 Into the Castle“I’m going to kill her，” muttered Jack.He threw his stuff into his pack and moved toward the drawbridge. He hoped no one would see him.It was getting darker. It must be night.When he got to the bridge， he started across. The wooden planks creaked under his feet.He peered over the edge of the bridge. Were there any crocodiles in the moat? He couldn’t tell.“Halt!” someone shouted. A guard on top of the castle wall was looking down. Jack dashed across the bridge. He ran through the castle gate and into the courtyard.From inside the castle came the sounds of music， shouting， and laughter.Jack hurried to a dark corner and crouched down. He shivered as he looked around for Annie.Torches lit the high wall around the courtyard.The courtyard was nearly empty.Two boys led horses that clopped over the gray cobblestones.“Neeee-hhhh！”Jack turned. It was the knight’s black horse!“Psssst!”He peered into the darkness.There was Annie.She was hiding behind a well in the center of the courtyard. She waved at him.Jack waved back. He waited till the boys and horses disappeared inside the stable. Then he dashed to the well.“I’m going to find the music!” whispered Annie. “Are you coming?”“Okay，” Jack said with a sigh.They tiptoed together across the cobblestones. Then they slipped into the entrance of the castle.Noise and music came from a bright room in front of them. They stood on one side of the doorway and peeked in.“The feast in the Great Hall!” whispered Jack. He held his breath as he stared in awe.A giant fireplace blazed at one end of the noisy room. Antlers and rugs hung on the stone walls. Flowers covered the floor. Boys in short dresses carried huge trays of food.Dogs were fighting over bones under the tables.People in bright clothes and funny hats strolled among the crowd. Some played funny-shaped guitars. Some tossed balls in the air. Some balanced swords on theirhands.Men and women dressed in capes and furs sat at long， crowded wooden tables.“I wonder which one is the knight，” said Jack.“I don’ t know，” whispered Annie. “But they’re eating with their fingers.”Suddenly， someone shouted behind them.Jack whirled around.A man carrying a tray of pies was standing a few feet away.“Who art thou?” he asked angrily.“Jack，” squeaked Jack.“Annie，” squeaked Annie.Then they ran as fast as they could down a dimly lit hallway.5 Trapped“Come on!” cried Annie.Jack raced behind her.Were they being followed?“Here! Quick!” Annie dashed toward a door off the hallway. She pushed the door open. The two of them stumbled into a dark， cold room. The door creaked shut behind them.“Give me the flashlight，” said Annie. Jack handed it to her， and she switched it on.Yikes! A row of knights right in front of them!Annie flicked off the light.Silence.“They aren’t moving，” Jack whispered.Annie turned the light back on.“They’re just suits，” Jack said.“Without heads，” said Annie.“Let me have the flashlight a second，” said Jack. “So I can look in the book.”Annie handed him the flashlight. He pulled out the castle book. He flipped through the pages until he found what he was looking for.Jack put the book away. “It’s called the armory，” he said. “It’s where armor and weapons are stored.”He shined the flashlight around the room.“Oh， man，” whispered Jack.The light fell on shiny breastplates， leg plates， arm plates. On shelves filled with helmets and weapons. On shields， spears， swords， crossbows， clubs， battle-axes.There was a noise in the hall. Voices!“Let’s hide!” said Annie.“Wait，” said Jack. “I got to check on something first.”“Hurry，” said Annie.“It’ll take just a second，” said Jack. “Hold this.” He handed Annie the flashlight.He tried to lift a helmet from a shelf. It was too heavy.He bent over and dragged the helmet over his head. The visor slammed shut.Oh， forget it. It was worse than having a five-year-old on your head.More like having a ten-year-old on your head.Not only could Jack not lift his head， he couldn’t see anything， either.“Jack!” Annie’ s voice sounded far away.“The voices are getting closer!”“Turn off the flashlight!” Jack’s voice echoed inside the metal chamber.He struggled to get the helmet off.Suddenly he lost his balance and went crashing into other pieces of armor.The metal plates and weapons clattered to the floor.Jack lay on the floor in the dark.He tried to get up. But his head was too heavy.He heard deep voices.Someone grabbed him by the arm. The next thing he knew， his helmet was yanked off. He was staring into the blazing light of a fiery torch.6 Ta-da!In the torchlight，Jack saw three huge men standing over him.One with very squinty-eyes held the torch. One with a very red face held Jack. And one with a very long mustache held on to Annie.Annie was kicking and yelling.“Stop!” said the one with the very long mustache.“Who art thou?” said the one with the very red face.“Spies? Foreigners? Egyptians? Romans? Persians?” said the squinty-eyed one.“No， you dummies!” said Annie.“Oh， brother，” Jack muttered.“Arrest them!” said Red-face.“The dungeon!” said Squinty-eyes.The guards marched Jack and Annie out of the armory. Jack looked back frantically. Where was his backpack?“Go!” said a guard， giving him a push.Jack went.Down they marched， down the long， dark hallway. Squinty， Annie， Mustache，Jack， and Red.Down a narrow， winding staircase.Jack heard Annie shouting at the guards.“Dummies! Meanies! We didn't do anything!”The guards laughed.They didn’t take her seriously at all.At the bottom of the stairs was a big iron door with a bar across it.Squinty pushed the bar off the door. Then he shoved at the door. It creaked open.Jack and Annie were pushed into a cold， clammy room.The fiery torch lit the dungeon. There were chains hanging from the filthy walls. Water dripped from the ceiling， making puddles on the stone floor. It wasthe creepiest place Jack had ever seen.“We’ll keep them here till the feast is done. Then turn them over to the Duke，” said Squinty. “He knows how to take care of thieves.”“There will be a hanging tomorrow，” said Mustache.“If the rats don’t get them first，” said Red.They all laughed.Jack saw that Annie had his backpack. She was quietly unzipping it.“Come on， let’s chain the two of’em，” said Squinty.The guards started toward them.Annie whipped her flashlight out of the pack.“Ta-da!” she yelled.The guards froze. They stared at the shiny flashlight in her hand.Annie switched the light on. The guards gasped in fear.They jumped back against the wall.Squinty dropped the torch. It fell into a dirty puddle on the floor，sputtered，and went out.“My magic wand!” Annie said， waving the flashlight. “Get down. Or I’ll wipe you out!”Jack’s mouth dropped open.Annie fiercely pointed her light at one， then the other. Each howled and covered his face.“Down! All of you! Get down!” shouted Annie.One by one， the guards lay down on the wet floor.Jack couldn’t believe it.“Come on，” Annie said to him. “Let’s go.”Jack looked at the open doorway. He looked at the guards quaking on the ground.“Hurry!” said Annie.In one quick leap， Jack followed her out of the terrible dungeon.7 A Secret PassageAnnie and Jack raced back up the winding stairs and down the long hall way.They hadn’ t gone far when they heard shouting behind them.Dogs barked in the distance.“They’re coming!” Annie cried.“In here!” said Jack. He shoved open a door off the hallway and pulled Annie into a dark room.Jack pushed the door shut. Then Annie shined her flashlight around the room. There were rows of sacks and wooden barrels.“I’ d better look in the book，” said Jack. “Give it to me!”Annie gave him the flashlight and his backpack. He pulled out the book and started tearing through it.“Shhh!” said Annie. “Someone’s coming.”Jack and Annie jumped behind the door as it creaked open.Jack held his breath. A light from a torch danced wildly over the sacks and barrels.The light disappeared. The door slammed shut.“Oh， man，” whispered Jack. “We have to hurry. They might come back.”His hands were trembling as he flipped through the pages of the castle book.“Here’s a map of the castle，” he said. “Look， this must be the room we’re in. It’s a storeroom.” Jack studied the room in the book.“These are sacks of flour and barrels of wine.”“Who cares? We have to go!” said Annie. “Before they come back!”“No. Look，” said Jack. He pointed at the map. “Here’s a trapdoor.”He read aloud：This door leads from the storeroom through a secret passage to a precipice over the moat.“What’s a precipice?” said Annie.“I don’t know. We’ll find out，” said Jack. “But first we have to find the door.” Jack looked at the picture carefully. Then he shined the flashlight around the room.The floor of the room was made up of stones. The trapdoor in the picture was five stones away from the door to the hall.Jack shined the light on the floor and counted the stones. “One， two， three，four， five.”He stamped on the fifth stone. It was loose!He put the flashlight on the floor. He worked his fingers under the thin sheet of stone and tried to lift it.“Help，” Jack said.Annie came over and helped him lift the stone square out of its place.Underneath was a small wooden door.Jack and Annie tugged on the rope handle of the door. The door fell open with a thunk.Jack picked up the flashlight and shined it on the hole.“There’ s a little ladder，” hs said. “Let’s go!”He clipped on the flashlight and felt his way down the small ladder. Annie followed. When they both reached the bottom of the ladder， Jack shined the light around them.There was a tunnel!He crouched down and began moving through the damp， creepy tunnel. The flashlight barely lit the stone walls.He shook the light. Were the batteries running down?“I think our light’s dying!” he said to Annie.“Hurry!” she called from behind.Jack went faster. His back hurt from crouching.The light got dimmer and dimmer.He was desperate to get out of the castle before the batteries died completely.Soon he reached another small wooden door. The door at the end of the tunnel!Jack unlatched the door and pushed it open.He poked his head outside.He couldn’t see anything in the misty darkness.The air felt good. Cool and fresh. He took a deep breath.“Where are we?” whispered Annie behind him. “What do you see?”“Nothing. But I think we’ve come to the outside of the castle，” said Jack. “I’ll find out.”Jack put the flashlight in his pack. He put the pack on his back. He stuck his hand out the door. He couldn’t feel the ground. Just air.“I’m going to have to go feet first，” he said.Jack turned around in the small tunnel. He lay down on his stomach. He stuck one leg out the door. Then the other.Jack inched down， bit by bit. Until he was hanging out the door， clinging to the ledge.“This must be the precipice!” he called to Annie. “Pull me up!”Annie reached for Jack’s hands. “I can’t hold you!” she said.Jack felt his fingers slipping. Then down he fell.Down through the darkness.SPLASH!8 The KnightWater filled Jack’s nose and covered his head. His glasses fell off. He grabbed them just in time. He coughed and flailed his arms.“Jack!” Annie was calling from above.“I’m in... the moat!” said Jack， gasping for air. He tried to tread water and put his glasses back on. With his backpack， his shoes， and his heavy clothes，he could hardly stay afloat.SPLASH!“Hi! I’m here!” Annie sputtered.Jack could hear her nearby. But he couldn’t see her.“Which way’s land?” Annie asked.“I don’t know! Just swim!”Jack dog-paddled through the cold black water.He heard Annie swimming， too. At first it seemed as if she was swimming in front of him. But then he heard a splash behind him.“Annie?” he called.“What?” Her voice came from in front. Not behind.Another splash. Behind.Jack’s heart almost stopped. Crocodiles? He couldn’t see anything through his waterstreaked glasses.“Annie!” he whispered.“What?”“Swim faster!”“But I’ m here! I’ m over here! Near the edge!” she whispered.Jack swam through the dark toward her voice. He imagined a crocodile slithering after him.Another splash! Not far away!Jack’s hand touched a wet， live thing.“Ahhhh!” he cried.“It’s me! Take my hand!” said Annie.Jack grabbed her hand. She pulled him to the edge of the moat. They crawled over an embankment onto the wet grass.Safe!Another splash came from the moat waters.“Oh， man，” Jack said.He was shivering all over. His teeth were chattering. He shook the water off his glasses and put them back on.It was so misty he couldn’ t see the castle. He couldn’ t even see the moat，much less a crocodile.“We... we made it，” said Annie. Her teeth were chattering， too.“I know，” said Jack. “But where are we?” He peered at the foggy darkness.Where was the drawbridge? The windmill? The hawk house? The grove of trees? The tree house?Everything had been swallowed up by the thick， soupy darkness.Jack reached into his wet backpack and pulled out the flashlight. He pushed the switch. No more light.They were trapped. Not in a dungeon. But in the still， cold darkness.“Neeee-hhhh！”A horse’s whinny.Just then the clouds parted. A full moon was shining in the sky. A pool of light spread through the mist.Then Jack and Annie saw him just a few feet away. The knight.He sat on the black horse. His armor shone in the moonlight. A visor hid his face. But he seemed to be staring straight at Jack and Annie.9 Under the MoonJack froze.“It’s him，” Annie whispered.The knight held out his gloved hand.“Come on， Jack，” Annie said.“Where are you going?” said Jack.“He wants to help us，” said Annie.“How do you know?”“I can just tell，” said Annie.Annie stepped toward the horse. The knight dismounted.The knght picked Annie up and put her on the back of his horse.“Come on， Jack，” she called.Jack moved slowly toward the knight. It was like a dream.The knight picked him up， too. He placed Jack on the horse， behind Annie.The knight got on behind them. He slapped the reins.The black horse cantered beside the moonlit water of the moat.Jack rocked back and forth in the saddle. The wind blew his hair. He felt very brave and very powerful.He felt as if he could ride forever on this horse， with this mysterious knight. Over the ocean. Over the world. Over the moon.A hawk shrieked in the darkness.“There’s the tree house，” said Annie. She pointed toward a grove of trees.The knight steered the horse toward the trees.“See. There it is，” Annie said， pointing to the ladder.The knight brought his horse to a stop. He dismounted and helped Annie down.“Thank you， sir，” she said. And she bowed.Then Jack. “Thank you，” he said. And he bowed also.The knight got back on his horse. He raised his gloved hand. Then he slapped the reins and rode off through the mist.Annie started up the tall ladder， and Jack followed. They climbed into the dark tree house and looked out the window.The knight was riding toward the outer wall. They saw him go through the outer gate.Clouds started to cover the moon again. For a brief moment， Jack thought he saw the knight’s armor gleaming on the top of a hill beyond the castle.The clouds covered the moon completely. And a black mist swallowed the land.“He’s gone，” whispered Annie.Jack shivered in his wet clothes as he kept staring at the blackness.“I’m cold，” said Annie. “Where’s the Pennsylvania book?”Jack heard Annie fumble in the darkness. He kept looking out the window.“I think this is it，” said Annie. “I feel a silk bookmark.”Jack was only half-listening. He was hoping to see the knight’ s armor gleam again in the distance.“Okay. I’m going to use this，” said Annie. “Because I think it’s the right one. Here goes. Okay. I’m pointing. I’m going to wish.I wish we could go to Frog Creek!”Jack heard the wind begin to blow. Softly at first.“I hope I pointed to the right picture in the right book，” said Annie.“What?” Jack looked back at her. “Right picture? Right book?”The tree house began to rock. The wind got louder and louder.“I hope it wasn’t the dinosaur book!” said Annie.“Stop!” Jack shouted at the tree house.Too late.The tree house started to spin. It was spinning and spinning!The wind was screaming.Then suddenly there was silence.Absolute silence.10 One Mystery SolvedThe air was warm.It was dawn. Far away a dog barked.“I think that’ s Henry barking!” Annie said. “We did come home.”They both looked out the tree house window.“That was close，” said Jack.In the distance， streetlights lit their street. There was a light on in their upstairs window.“Uh-oh，” said Annie. “I think Mom and Dad are up. Hurry!”“Wait.” In a daze， Jack unzipped his backpack. He pulled out the castle book. It was quite wet. But Jack placed it back with all the other books.“Come on! Hurry!” said Annie， scooting out of the tree house.Jack followed her down the ladder.They reached the ground and took off between the gray-black trees.They left the woods and ran down their deserted street.They got to their yard and crept across the lawn. Right up to the back door.Jack and Annie slipped inside the house.“They’ re not downstairs yet，” whispered Annie.“Shhh，” said Jack.He led the way up the stairs and down the hall. No sign of his mom or dad. But he could hear water running in the bathroom.Their house was so different from the dark， cold castle. So safe and cozy and friendly.Annie stopped at her bedroom door. She gave Jack a smile， then disappeared inside her room.Jack hurried into his room. He took off his damp clothes and pulled on his dry， soft pajamas.He sat down on his bed and unzipped his backpack. He took out his wet notebook. He felt around for the pencil， but his hand touched something else.Jack pulled the blue leather bookmark out of his pack. It must have fallen out of the castle book.Jack held the bookmark close to his lamp and studied it. The leather was smooth and worn. It seemed ancient.For the first time Jack noticed a letter on the bookmark. A fancy M.Jack opened the drawer next to his bed. He took out the gold medallion.He looked at the letter on it. It was the same M.Now this was an amazing new fact.Jack took a deep breath. One mystery solved.The person who had dropped the gold medallion in the time of the dinosaurs was the same person who owned all the books in the tree house.Who was this person?Jack placed the bookmark next to the medallion. He closed the drawer.。
汪培珽第一阶段英文书单
汪培珽第一阶段英文书单汪培珽第一阶段英文书单：书标头An I can read book （level 1），此系列有level 1、2、3，每个level有40本以上不同主题的书，尤其level 3，每本都值得阅读，此书单只列出我有收藏的。
1. Happy birthday, Danny and the dinosaur* 分享、友谊2. Danny and the dinosaur* 幽默、冒险、友谊3. Sammy the seal* 冒险4. The lighthouse children 关怀5. Stanley 勇于改变、爱6. Captain cat 幽默、友谊7. Grizzwold 努力、冒险、幽默8. Chester 不气馁9. Danny and the dinosaur go to camp 团体生活、幽默10. Who will be my friends 交朋友11. Oliver书标头A picture reader，同系列不同作者，浅显易懂。
1. Where is my broom 小巫婆找扫把2. Don’t wake the baby 不要吵醒小baby3. Silly Willy 幽默4. The big snowball 探险5. Benny’s big bubble探险，系列作家Tomie de paola 的作品6. Otto the cat 友谊7. The little engine that could helps out 再试一次的勇气8. Lots of hearts 关怀9. Pig out 幽默10. Picky Nicky 认识营养的食物汪培珽第二阶段英文书单含下列書目书标头An I can read book （level 2）1. Small pig 追求所自己的喜欢2. There is Carrot in my ear 大幽默3. Newt 自信4. Two silly trolls 幽默5. Buzby 独立、探险、幽默6. Father bear comes home * 关怀7. The adventures of snail at school 幽默、冒险8. Harry and the lady next door * 幽默各名家绘本1. Fireman small 认真2. Heaven 死亡、爱3. The snowman 奇幻探险4. Now one foot, now the other 亲情5. Who’s afraid of the big, bad b ully 对抗恶势力、勇气6. Blueberries for Sal * 温馨7. Winnie in winter 知足、幽默8. Marsha makes me sick9. Marsha is only a flower10. Oi! Get off our trains 环境保护、分享11. The doorbell rang 分享、数字概念12. Little polar bear finds a friend 友谊、冒险By Cynthia Rylant，一个小男孩Henry和一只大狗Mudge的系列故事，幽默小品，浅显易懂。
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汪培珽的中文私房书单
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我习惯到大型的书店买书，因为书本较多，场地较宽敞，常常趁孩子在一旁看书的时候，我就能边看边选。
以下是我和孩子在不同年龄所读过的书，没有一本孩子不爱，几乎每本都应该有念过三十遍的纪录。
以下依年龄的分类，是以大女儿的经验为准。
可是年纪小女儿两岁半的儿子，因为常跟着听姊姊喜欢的故事，使得小儿子常常听超过他年龄的故事，事实上，也没发生任何适应不良或听不懂而排斥的问题。
所以，我想可以不要太拘泥这些年龄的区分，只要孩子能接受，喜欢就好。
O到一岁
就是所谓的婴儿阶段，基本上，这小的孩子最不挑书，我们可以给他们会叽叽叫的玩具书，也可以念莎士比亚的剧本给他他们听，只要他们没有表达强烈的不满，例如大哭大叫，就可以根据他们的反应，试试看家里随手可得的书，三、四岁哥哥姊姊的绘本故事书，也可以念看看，应该也会讨他们的喜欢。
所以，针对一岁以下的婴儿，我没列出书单。
基本上，颜色鲜艳，好翻好拿，或是所谓的布书、洗澡也可以玩的塑料书、立体书、触觉书，通通都好，如果没有预算的考量，不怕买不到，只怕买不完。
如果有预算的限制，一岁以下的书不用买太多，可以直接买一岁到两岁的书。
以下为十八公分的小本平装书，名为「经典好书」，六本一盒装，一系列共二十四本，有故事性，简短好听，价格平实。
直接找信谊出版社会较齐全。
以下为二十公分平装书「我的小书包」，一系列共三十本，但目前无分开销售，请
以下为同作者系列作品
文：罗伦斯、安荷特图：凯瑟琳、安荷特
以下为同作者系列作品
难得的平装本好书，适合睡前平躺拿高阅读，手不会酸。
一系列有十八本。
大型书店只卖其中三、四本，如果想要购足，其为「台湾英文杂志社有限公司」出版。
但须整套购买。
电话：02-2912-4356转221丁小姐
三岁到四岁(也会吸引小学任何阶段的孩子）
以下为同作者系列作品。
文：柏尼包斯图：汉斯比尔。
一系列六本，教导孩子认识工作的流程、方法和所需的工具。
绘图和文字都很清楚、易懂、幽默。
「企鹅图书有限公司」出版。
小布做木工小布缝围裙
小布种豆子小布烤蛋糕
小布刷油漆小布修东西
以下为「诺克威斯特’」的作品，幽默之首选，连绘图都很幽默。
文字不少，但孩
以下为绘者「吉丝莉、波特」的绘图作品。
系列专题课程：
1 喂故事书长大的孩子。
2培养孩子的「英文耳朵」。
3 假如家里没有电视机！
4孩子知道你爱他吗？
5世界是自信心创造出来的
6 起跑点和终点双赢的健康基石
7 好习惯不是天上掉下来的。
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对待小孩有两个原则 - 2008
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