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w话题：幽默，音乐
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“Eee—oh—ay—eee—oh!”
yelled Davy
as the icicle slid farther down his back.
冰凌一边往大卫的后背里钻，
大卫一边惨叫：“噫——欧——唉——咦——欧！” |
If Davy
could yodel
如果大卫会岳得尔调的话
注释：岳得尔调指的是常声加假声轮替的唱法
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作者：Bonnie Highsmith
Taylor
[美国] |
来源：www.highlightskids.com |
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日期：2008-4-13 |
责编：Emma |
(Illustrated by BB Sams)
Davy was the smallest cowboy on
the Circle S Ranch. But he could ride a horse as well as Slim or
Tex or Shorty. He could twirl a rope as well as Buck or Sandy or
Will. He could bulldog a steer as well as Charlie or Pecos or
Ned. But Davy couldn’t yodel. All the other cowboys could yodel.
Even Flapjack Pete, the cook, could yodel a little. If Davy
could yodel, he could enter the yodeling contest on Saturday and
maybe win a hundred dollars and the silver yodeling cup.
Davy practiced yodeling all the
time. He practiced while he swept out the bunkhouse. He
practiced while he pumped water for the cook. He practiced while
he pitched hay for the horses.
“Keep trying,” said Slim, Ned,
and Sandy.
Davy did. But no matter how hard
he tried, he couldn’t make it come out right.
The night before the contest Davy
had a hard time going to sleep. He couldn’t stop thinking about
the first prize of a hundred dollars and the silver yodeling cup
he might win, if only he could yodel.
After a while, Davy began to get
cold. The fire in the big iron stove in the middle of the
bunkhouse had gone out. Davy shivered under the covers. His
teeth chattered. Then he heard his dog, Mutt, scratching at the
bunkhouse door.
“Mutt is cold, too,” thought
Davy. “He wants to come in.”
Davy got up and opened the door.
Snow covered the ground. Icicles hung from the eaves. Suddenly,
an icicle broke loose and fell. It slipped right down the neck
of Davy’s long-handled underwear. OOOH! It was cold!
“Eeeow!” yelled Davy. “Eee—oh—ay—eee—oh!”
Slim, Buck, Pecos, and all the
other cowboys came running. “What in the world—” cried Shorty.
“Why—why, Davy. You’re yodeling!”
cried Slim.
“He is, at that,” said Buck. “And
right smart, too.”
“Eee—oh—ay—eee—oh!” yelled Davy
as the icicle slid farther down his back. He couldn’t believe
it. He was yodeling. He sounded as good as Slim, Tex, Shorty,
Pecos, Ned, Charlie, Buck, Sandy, or Will. And a whole lot
better than Flapjack Pete.
Davy opened his mouth wide and
threw back his head. Out came “Oh—lee—ay—dee—oh.”
Again and again and again.
On Saturday, cowboys from every
part of the county came to yodel in the yodeling contest. They
were all very good. But the judges decided that nobody could
yodel quite like Davy. All the other cowboys agreed.
They whooped and hollered when
the judges handed Davy the hundred dollars and the silver
yodeling cup.
With the hundred dollars Davy
opened up his own bank account.
The silver yodeling cup is on a
shelf in the bunkhouse, right over Davy’s bunk. Every night
before Davy goes to bed, he takes it down and polishes it on his
shirttail—yodeling all the while, “Oh—lee—ay—dee—oh.”
And all the cowboys holler,
“Davy, hush up and go to sleep.”
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