读后续写个人成长类BrokenShells讲义-高三英语一轮复习

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Broken Shells

It was a warm summer afternoon at the Jersey shore. My fouryearold son and

I just loved walking along the beach just before dinner. With a bucket in

hand, we'd hit the sand and start our adventure.

I remember the days not so long ago when a trip to the beach was just

unbearable for my little boy. My son， Will， was diagnosed with ASD(孤独症). His sensitivities to sights, sounds, and touches would prevent us from

enjoying everyday activities. The beach is now one of his favorite places to

visit.

Presently, we are able to walk along the edge of the water almost daily in the

summer months, looking for seashells to fill our bucket. On this particular

day, there didn't seem to be too many shells washed up on the shore. Will

began picking up whatever shells he saw lying in the sand. After a while, I

looked into the bucket and saw nothing but broken shells. “Will,” I said, “all

of these shells are broken and no good.” “You need to find shells like this,”

continued, as I held up a perfectly shaped shell. Will gave me a puzzled look

and continued on his way, gathering whatever shells he saw and dropping

them into the bucket.

I continued my search for some time, and again, I stopped, but this time I

asked in a firm voice, “Will, why do you insist on filling our bucket with

shells that are broken?” He looked up at me and replied, “Mom, there are

more shells on the beach that are broken than there are perfect ones that you

are searching for. We'll get the bucket filled faster with the broken

ones.” True, I thought, but who wanted a bucketful of broken shells? Will

stared at me as if he knew what I was thinking. “Mom, these shells are

broken, but they are still beautiful,” he then he began menting on

different shells' uniqueness. “It has the color purple on it. Mom, none of

yours have purple on them. It reminds me of a clown(小丑). This one is like

the sun, and these ones are like butterfly wings,”he said with such pride.

第一段：Touched by what he said, I realized changes are to be made to our

shell trip

第二段：Back home with great joy, we agreed to make more shell trips and

build a “broken shell garden”.

故事概要

"破碎的贝壳”讲述了一位母亲和她被诊断患有自闭症（ASD）的四岁儿子威尔之间的温馨故事。

母子俩在海滩上散步、捡贝壳。过去，由于威尔对视觉、听觉和触觉敏感，海滩对他来说是一个充满挑战的地方。不过，随着时间的推移，他逐渐喜欢上了这里。他们把沿着海边寻找贝壳作为夏天的一项日常活动。有一天，他们发现被冲上岸的完整贝壳并不多，威尔开始收集破碎的贝壳。妈妈有些沮丧，质问威尔为什么坚持在他们的桶里装满碎贝壳。威尔的回答很有见地，他解释说，海滩上的碎贝壳比完整的贝壳多，所以这样他们可以更快地把桶装满。他还指出了每个碎贝壳的美丽和独特之处，指出了它们的颜色，并把它们比作小丑、太阳和蝴蝶翅膀等各种事物。

续写故事线分析

先看续写第二段，“满心欢喜地回到家”，说明在第一段中，妈妈和儿子消除了“分歧”，达成了一致，或者说妈妈改变想法，发现了自己一直忽视的“美”。

因此，续写第一段的情节大概是，妈妈在吃惊之余，细细观察儿子，欣喜，加入到捡破碎贝壳的行列中，回家。

故事粗线条确定后，开始加细节

1.妈妈观察儿子：儿子此时蹲在沙滩上捡贝壳，妈妈的姿态应该是，站着？蹲下来？

我觉得“蹲下来”会更好些。蹲下来，端详残碎的贝壳，伸手捡起来

捡贝壳的时候可以加sensory detail: 手触碰到沙子和贝壳时的凉

2.妈妈和儿子一起捡贝壳： 考虑到第二段讲到他们已经回到家，所以，“一起捡贝壳”可以不用再具体描述，“一起捡”就足够。

3.回家： 因为原文说晚饭前，那回家的时间大概是太阳要落山的样子。在此，场景描述就可以派上用场。 落日，晚霞，母子，长影，海边，沙滩上的脚印等等，描绘出一个温馨的场景。

续写第二段情节展开

该段首句已经明确，“我们商定要多去捡贝壳，建一个 "碎贝壳花园"”。所以，该段主要是建造花园和花园的影响和意义

建造一个花园，肯定需要时间。这里，时间表达就可以用上。

建造花园的意义是什么呢？ 应该是让别人也知道这个花园的故事，从而把该文所想表达“残缺美，独特美”等传递跟周围更多的人，所以，这里可以继续添加情节：很多人了解这件事后，也参与进来。

最终花园是否建成？不重要。因为很多人参与进来后，自然本文想要传递的信息已经完成，也就可以结尾升华了。当然，写花园建成了，也是很好的，它可以成为一个象征，一个符号，常常提醒着大家。

续写练笔

Touched by what he said, I realized changes are to be made to our shell

trip.A swell of admiration for Will's wisdom stirred within me. I knelt beside

him, my fingertips sinking into the cool sand, and with a newfound

appreciation, I started to notice the broken shells, once dismissed as

imperfect, now held a beauty I had failed to see before. With a soft smile, I

joined him in collecting the broken shells of all shapes and sizes. Hand in

hand, we walked along the shoreline, leaving behind a trail of footprints and

a profound shift in perspective. The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a

warm glow on our journey home.

Back home with great joy, we agreed to make more shell trips and build a

"broken shell garden."We envisioned a small section of our backyard filled

with the shells Will had so passionately collected, each one telling its unique

story. As the days turned into weeks, our project began to take shape. Will's

enthusiasm was contagious, and soon, friends and family joined in, offering

their own contributions of broken shells, sea glass, and other beach treasures.

Word of our unique garden spread, and a local art gallery showcased it. The

garden inspired conversations about acceptance and beauty in imperfection.

Gradually, it served as a gentle reminder that beauty could be found in

unexpected places and that our differences were what made us unique and

special.