Unit2Growingpains[导读]《大卫·科波菲尔》是著名作家狄更斯的代表作之一。阅读下面选取的有关成长中的烦恼的节选，对比中外文化中对成长烦恼态度的异同。DavidwassenttoschoolInYarmouthIwasputonthelongdistancecoachtoLondon，andtravelledallthroughthenight.AtthecoachstationinLondon，Iwascollectedbyateacher，Mr.Mell，andtakentoSalemHouse，theschoolwhichtheMurdstoneshadchosenforme.Theschoolwasalargeoldbuildingwithadustyplayground，surroundedbyahighbrickwall.Itlookedstrangelydeserted.Iwasverysurprisedtofindthatnoneoftheboyswerethere，andwastoldthattheywereallonholiday，andthatIhadbeensentthereduringtheholidaysasapunishmentformywickedness①.Theheadmasterandteacherswereonholidaytoo，allexceptforMr.Mell，whohadtolookafterme.Ispentawholemonthinthatmiserable②place，doingmylessonsinthedirty，emptyclassroom，whichsmeltofoldfoodandunwashedboys.EveryeveningIhadtoeatmysupperwithMr.Mell，andthengostraighttobed.TheworstthingwasthesignIhadtowearroundmyneck.Itsaid：BECAREFUL！HEBITES.IwasonlyallowedtotakeitoffwhenIwenttobed.AlthoughIwasextremelylonelyandunhappyatthistime，Iwasnotlookingforwardtomeetingalltheotherboys.IfeltsuretheywouldlaughatmeandespeciallyatthesignIwasforcedtowear.ButonedayMr.Melltoldmethattheheadmaster，Mr.Creakle，hadreturned，andwantedtoseeme.SoIwent，trembling③，tohispartofthehouse.IrealizedatoncethatMr.Creaklelivedmuchmorecomfortablythantheboysortheteachers.Hewasasmall，fatmanwithapurplenose，whowassittinginanarmchairwithabottleofwineandaglassinfrontofhim.“So，thisistheboywhobites，isit？”heaskedunpleasantly.“Iknowyourstepfather，boy.He'samanofstrongcharacter，heis.Heknowsme，andIknowhim.Doyouknowme？Answerme，boy！”Hepulledviolently④atmyear.“Notyet，sir，”Ianswered，tearsofpaininmyeyes.“Ah，butyousoonwill！Ohyes，Ihaveastrongcharactertoo，you'llsee！”Hebanged⑤hishandhardonthetable.Iwasveryfrightened，butImademyselfaskthequestionIhadbeenconsideringforawholemonth.“Please，sir，I'mverysorryforwhatIdidtoMr.Murdstone.Could—couldItakethissignoff，beforetheotherboysseeit...”MrCreaklegaveasudden，terribleshoutandjumpedoutofhischair.Ididnotwaittoseewhetherhewasgoingtohitme，butranoutofhisroomandhidinmybedforthenexthour.However，theboyswerenotascrueltomeasIhadfeared.Imadeafriendalmostimmediately，aboycalledTommyTraddles，whowasknowntobetheunluckiestboyintheschool.Iwasalsonoticed，andevensmiledon，bythegreatJamesSteerforth，oneoftheoldestboys，atleastsixyearsolderthanme.Hewasahandsome，intelligent，curlyhairedyoungman，whohadbecomeanimportantfigureattheschool，withgreatinfluenceovertheyoungerboys.“Howmuchmoneyhaveyougot，Copperfield？”heaskedme.“Eightshillings，Steerforth，”Ianswered，rememberingthepresentmymotherandPeggottyhadgivenme.“You'dbettergiveittome.I'lltakecareofitforyou，”heofferedinafriendlyway.IopenedPeggotty'spurseandturneditupsidedownintohishand.“Perhapsyou'dliketospendsomeofitnow？”hesuggested，smiling.“Abottleofwine，atinofbiscuits，afewcakes，thatsortofthing？IcangooutwheneverIlike，soIcanbuyitforyou.”“Yees，that'sverykindofyou，”Isaid，althoughIwasalittleworriedthatallmymoneywoulddisappear.Whenwewentupstairstobed，Irealizedthatallmymoneyhadbeenspent，aseightshillings'worthoffoodanddrinkwaslaidoutonmybedinthemoonlight.OfcourseIdidnotwanttoeatanddrinkitallbymyself，soIinvitedSteerforthandtheotherstohelpthemselves.Theboyswereverywilling，andwes...
