2024届4月杭州二模读后续写-安吉丽的打鼓之路（女孩的自我成长和提升）讲义

阅读下面材料，根据其内容和所给段落开头语续写两段，使之构成一篇完整的短文。 “I’ll bet Anjali knows. Right, Anjali? Why don’t you show us since you’re the star student,” Deepak taunted(奚落). Anjali was confused. She wasn't trying to show off. She was just playing tabla(印度塔不拉鼓)，like everyone else. And why was Deepak being so mean lately? Is it because tabla is a boy’s thing? She didn't care that people thought it was a boys’ instrument. Anjali knew there was no such thing. She danced her fingers across the tabla to perform the composition in confusion. "Ugh!" Anjali heard someone groan, and she stopped playing. “I guess I don’t know it that well after all,” Anjali said sheepishly to the teacher. Mr. Zakir. Her stomach was doing flip-flops. That wasn’t true. Not even a little. Mr. Zakir’s eyes narrowed. He looked like he was about to say something, but changed his mind. “The recital(演奏会) is next week, everyone. Keep practicing. I will be announcing who will get to perform onstage with me at my next concert!” Anjali had dreamed of a moment like that. She wanted to win the opportunity, but she needed to sort things straight with Deepak first. As the class was dismissed, Anjali hurried over to Deepak. When she finally made eye contact with him, he purposely looked away and walked off. The next day at school, Anjali overheard Deepak whispering to Mary. “People are only interested because she’s the only girl in tabla class and they want her to feel special. She’s not that good…”Anjali was furious. She excused herself and went to the bathroom. She took some deep breaths but couldn't relax. Her heart was pounding. “It's not my fault that people make a big deal about a girl playing tabla. I make mistakes too, but I work really hard. Maybe he should too. He should be less mean and practice more.” “If I play in this concert, no one will talk to me again. He will turn everyone against me.” “I don’t want to see a tabla or hear a tabla or play a tabla EVER AGAIN!!” Anjali yelled at the mirror. It was quiet for a momen