麻烦大家了 我着急要这一段的翻译 有谁能帮下忙 谢谢哦
Ms. Walsh strides briskly into the classroom with papers tucked under her right arm. She straightens some of the seats and surveys the room rapidly as she passes by the blackboard to the teacher's desk.
Five or six of the twenty-one juniors who comprise this class are already in the room. The eyes of a few follow their teacher as she strides over to the desk. Other students are trickling in. A third of them are colorfully dressed in smart-looking skirts and slacks. Another third or so of the class wear jeans, sneakers, and t-shirts. The rest are dressed in the manner known as "punk."
"Good morning, Ms. Walsh!" one student says as he comes over and stands at the teacher's desk. She is bent over looking through materials she carried into the room with her. "Could you tell me the assignment that--"
"--What is it, Thomas?" Ms. Walsh interrupts as she suddenly looks up. "Put that face on your chest!" she admonishes with a smile, nodding down at the photo ID he is carrying in his hand. (All students in the school are required to wear one.) As the boy complies, she looks around the class settling before her. She glances quickly into the open roll-book in her hand. Many students seem to be talking animately, at the same time reaching automatically into bookbags for class materials.
"Now, what was it you wanted, Thomas?" Ms. Walsh returns her gaze to the boy still standing at the desk.
"I need to get the directions you mentioned in class yesterday."
"Oh, Thomas, come on!" Ms. Walsh responds good-naturedly. "Ask a classmate that! You know that by now!"
Just then the second bell rings, announcing the beginning of the period. As students continue to talk and to organize materials, Ms. Walsh strides across the room to shut the door. She stands with her left arm out-stretched, hand on the doorknob, as several latecomers hustle by her into the room. She shuts the door and a moment later stands before the two curved rows of seats.
"OKAY EVERYBODY, LET'S GET STARTED," Ms. Walsh announces in a suddenly loud voice. "I'M READY TO GO." She looks down at the papers in her left hand. "PLEASE, I'D LIKE TO BEGIN." In a softer voice she calls to several students by name, waving and pointing with her right arm.
As they hear their names, individual students turn their heads and look at Ms. Walsh, simultaneously shifting in their seats a bit to face her. "YOO HOO!" she calls out to others, bending forward a bit. "STOP, PEOPLE! IT'S NOT EVEN FRIDAY YET!" Several students in the front row grin and look around the room, Ms. Walsh smiles herself as she waves with her arm and urges with her eyes the rest to come to order.
"PLEASE, PEOPLE," she repeats loudly. She looks down again at her notes. The class quiets down, students look to the teacher.
PS 不要用在线翻译的 那个很奇怪 谢谢哦