庆祝六一儿童节英文诗歌
[ 2007-06-01 08:23:14 | 发布: 水之痕 ]
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The International Children's Day (ICD) is celebrated in numerous countries, usually (but not always) on June 1 each year.

The ICD had its origin in the World Conference for the Wellbeing of Children in Geneva, Switzerland in 1925. It is not clear as to why June 1 was chosen as the ICD: one theory has it that the Chinese consul-general in San Francisco (USA) gathered a number of Chinese orphans to celebrate the Dragon Boat Festival in 1925, which happened to be on June 1 that year, and also coincided with the conference in Geneva.

June 1 has since been observed as the ICD by numerous countries, especially by Communist countries; in the Western world the ICD is usually celebrated on other days of the year (if at all), and there is often little public awareness about these celebrations. (See the section on Germany below for further discussions.) Consequently there is sometimes a misperception that June 1 as the ICD was a Communist invention. Nonetheless, in recent years even some groups within the United States started observing the ICD on June 1.

am glad I was your teacher
Though you troubled me through and through
You split the chalk and broke the glass
And I made you kneel down too

But now that the year is almost gone
And the holidays are near
I am surprised most of all coz
I can't believe the end is here

Next term you will be older
Whether wiser- I am not sure
Some other class teacher will face it all
How well – I do not know.

I remember all the fun we had
I am sure you remember too
All the pranks and the spanks
But we managed to get through

I can't believe the end is here
You will all be sorely missed
And I hate to see you go
'Coz you'll are very special kids.

Children of an Unfair God

Mama, please don't hurt me anymore
I am only little, just about four
Don't wake me up from my deep sleep
Don't take me to work; why can't it keep?

Can't you send me to school?
Like the neighbourhood kids
Can't I learn to read and browse through books?

'No you can't', says the mother
Dragging her child away
You must go to work
To keep hunger at bay

Five children have we to keep and to feed
How can you think about so much sleep?

Good and Clever

If all the good people were clever,
And all clever people were good,
The world would be nicer than ever,
We thought it possibly could.

But somehow, 'tis seldom or never,
The two hit it off as they should;
The good are so harsh to the clever,
The clever so rude to the good.

----William Wordsworth
[最后编辑于 水之痕, at 2007-06-01 08:24:38]


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