七楼 · 第十九天
The Seventh Floor, Episode 19: The Tin of Letters
Name: ________________ Date: ________
Key words
| Word | Pinyin | Meaning |
|---|---|---|
| 后来 | hòulái | afterwards; later |
| 旧 | jiù | old; used; worn |
| 脏 | zāng | dirty; filthy |
| 可是 | kěshì | but; however |
| 试 | shì | to try; to test |
| 终于 | zhōngyú | finally; at last |
| 马上 | mǎshàng | right away; immediately |
| 一定 | yídìng | surely; certainly; must |
| 重要 | zhòngyào | important |
| 只有 | zhíyǒu | only; only if; unless |
| 纸 | zhǐ | paper |
| 信 | xìn | letter |
Lesson plan: 45 minutes (for the teacher)
HSK 3 · The Seventh Floor, Episode 19: The Tin of Letters. By the end, students can read it aloud, say what it is about and use 后来 and 旧 in sentences of their own.
Warm-up 5 min
Write 七楼 · 第十九天 on the board. Ask what the class thinks it is about, then give the English: “The Seventh Floor, Episode 19: The Tin of Letters”.
Key words 10 min
Teach 后来 (hòulái, afterwards; later), 旧 (jiù, old; used; worn), 脏 (zāng, dirty; filthy), 可是 (kěshì, but; however), 试 (shì, to try; to test), 终于 (zhōngyú, finally; at last). Say each one, the class says it back, then ask for its meaning with the word covered. The rest are in the handout’s table.
Listen 10 min
Play it read aloud from mandarinthewild.com/library/read/the-seventh-floor-episode-19-the-tin-of-letters: once with the text face down, once reading along. Students tap any word there for its meaning.
Read and check 10 min
Students read it alone, then tell a partner in two sentences of Chinese what it says.
Use it 10 min
In pairs, each student writes two sentences of their own, one with 后来 and one with 旧, and reads one to the class.
Homework. Students read it again at home and Review its words. Put it in a free class (mandarinthewild.com/teachers/class) and you see who read it.
English (for the teacher)
Last night in the heavy rain, Qiao An, Ningning and Mr Luo ran up to the seventh floor and helped Zou Yeye carry the flowers into the little room. Then, behind the old table, they found a tin box.
The box was dirty and old; she tried to open it, but no matter how she pulled, it wouldn't open. Mr Luo tried several times and finally got it open.
Ningning rushed over at once: "Is it money? It must be something really important!"
But there was no money inside, only paper, lots and lots of paper. Letters.
Qiao An carefully picked one up. The first line said: "Granddaughter, how have you been?" She looked at a few more, and every one was written to the granddaughter.
Zou Yeye looked, and his voice suddenly went quiet: "That's her handwriting."
Mr Luo said, "There's no address on them. Not one of these letters was ever sent."
Zou Yeye slowly sat down in the old chair: "My eyes aren't good. Qiao An, read it to me."
She picked up the one on top and began to read:
"This spring the flowers on the seventh floor are doing so well, red ones and yellow ones, and they smell lovely. Your chair can't be sat on any more, and your grandpa says he won't buy a new one. But I know he looks at that spot every day. He hasn't forgotten you."
He said nothing, and kept looking at the new chair.
Ningning looked at the letters and said softly, "I was wrong just now. These are more important than money."
The one at the very bottom was hard to read, as if it had been written last. She read slowly:
"I'm not well, and I may not live to see you come back. Your grandpa won't say sorry first, and neither will your dad. The two of them are just the same."
"I'm leaving these letters on the seventh floor. I know that one day he'll find them. Old man, if it's you who has found these letters, then stop waiting, and call the child first."
The room was quiet; all they could hear was the rain outside.
Zou Yeye took out his phone, his hand shaking. After a long time, he said, "But I don't have her number."
She looked at Mr Luo, and he nodded.
She took out her own phone: "Grandpa, I do."