Halloween is almost upon us and it is a great time for children everywhere but for pumpkins it is a season of torture and pain. Take a look at Halloween from the eyes of a pumpkin in today’s Video Lesson!
Vocabulary Words:
Idyllic (adj.) – 田园诗般的
Kin (n.) – 亲戚， 家族
Abductor (n.) – 绑架
Dizzy (adj.) – 晕的
Nauseated (adj.) – 恶心的
Skull (n.) – 头颅
Innards (n.) – 内脏
Ribbon (n.) – 缎带
Impale (v.) – 钉在尖桩上
Shock (v.) – 使震惊
Captors (n.) – 捕捉者
Gruesome (adj.) – 可憎的
Visage (n.) – 面容
Demented (adj.) – 疯狂的，精神错乱的
Consciousness (n.) –知觉
Liberator (n.) – 解放者
Demon (n.) – 含酒精饮料
Hacked (adj.) – 被砍的
Disfigured (adj.) – 外形损毁的
Torment (v.) – 折磨
Mock (v.) – 愚弄
Humiliation (n.) – 羞辱
Mangled (adj.) – 损毁的
Deformed (adj.) – 变形的
Slang Terms:
Glimmer of Hope – Glimmer means a small light, so a glimmer of hope means a small amount of hope.
A parade of… – If there is a parade of something it means they arrive one after another and there are a lot of them.
In the beginning, my life was idyllic: Days spent with my family in the patch; The sunlight warming my skin. Idyllic.
Until they came without warning, cruel hands dragging me roughly from my dreams into a wheeled box.
I was carried past my brothers and sisters. My friends. My family. I cried out for rescue but my kin remained silent and unmoving. Perhaps fearing similar fate.
My home began to fade in the distance. And suddenly, everything went dark.
When I cam to my senses, I saw that my abductors had placed me on hard grey earth. I was afraid I had just been left to die. Now I know if I had, I would have been lucky.
The pain was incredible. I became dizzy, nauseated. They had cut a giant hole in my skull and were now tearing my innards from my body and strewing them before me, like ribbons from a gift.
Moments later, the knives returned, impaling me over and over again.
What made those people do what they did that day? I do not know. I began to think they were playing some sort of mad game especially when they put a really big knife inside me and just sort of waved it around.
When the cutting was done I sat in shock, not daring to think that the torture might be at an end. But of course it was not.
They lowered a stick of hot fire into my belly. Burning, burning flame.
My captors had carved a gruesome visage into me, as if this was all some kind of demented joke. Who were these sick people and why had they done this to me? Why? Why? Why?
A while later, I returned to consciousness and heard someone approaching. A glimmer of hope sprang up inside me. Could these be my liberators, come to save me from this hell? No, it was a parade of tiny demons who stared at my ruined body. I knew then that the reason I had been hacked and disfigured was merely for the entertainment of these demons. They were even receiving some sort of payment from my captors for coming to see me. They tormented me and mocked me. My humiliation was complete.
And now, now I sit mangled, deformed, waiting for the sweet peace of death to arrive.
Freedom!
