英语小报 有关家乡的

（1）写些笑话.我这里给你2个.
1.A drunk staggers into a Catholic Church,enters a confessional box,sits down but says nothing.
The Priest coughs a few times to get his attention but the drunk just sits there.
Finally the Priest pounds three times on the wall.
The drunk replies,"ain't no use knockin,there's no paper on this side either."
2.Two young men who had just graduated from Harvard were
excited and talkative about their future plans as they
got into a taxi in downtown Boston.After hearing
them for a couple of minutes the cab driver asked,
"You men Harvard graduates?"
"Yes Sir!Class of '99!" they answered proudly.
The cab driver extended his hand back to shake their
hand,saying,
"Class of '58."
（2）写篇小文章．你也可以自己找．下面是一篇关于我重回家乡的所见到的．字太多,你自己减掉一点吧．
Last week I visited one of my old neighborhoods in Washington D.C.I had not been there for twenty years and as I walked along the street,my mind was flooded by memories of the past.I saw the old apartment building where I had lived and the playground where I had played.As I viewed these once familiar surroundings,images of myself as a child there came to mind.However,what I saw and what I remembered were not the same.I sadly realized that the best memories are those left untouched.
My old apartment building,as I remember,was bright and alive.It was more than just a place to live.It was a movie house,a space station,or whatever my young mind could imagine.I would steal away with my friends and play in the basement.This was always exciting because it was so cool and dark,and there were so many things there to hide among.There was a small river in the back of the building.We would go there to lie in the shade of trees and enjoy ourselves.
However,what I saw was completely different.The apartment building was now in disrepair.What was once more than a place to live looked hardly worth living in.The windows were all broken.The once clean walls were covered with dirty marks.The river was hardly recognizable.The water was polluted and the trees and flowers were all dead.The once sweet smelling river now smelled terrible.It was really heartbreaking to see all this.
I do not regret having seen my old neighborhood.However,I do not think my innocent childhood memories can ever be the same.I suppose it is true when they say,“You can never go home again.”
（3）开辟一个小栏,写天气预报或写写小诗
或者你还可以写:1.名人名言.
2.翻译小天地(欢迎同学投稿)
3.英语问题解答(可请一个老师当你小报的顾问)
4.书友天地
6.史上今日