英语故事教学法最初是教授本族语者听、读和说的方法,其显著效果得到了广泛的认可,并逐渐推广和应用到英语作为第二语言的教学中。小编精心收集了大学英语故事短文，供大家欣赏学习!

大学英语故事短文：小兔子找家

Rabbit has grown up.

"There are too many rabbits in this hole! It is time to leave the nest. I am going to find my own home," the oldest rabbit says.

Rabbit decides to look in a different hole.

"You cannot live here. This is my home!" shouts Mouse.

So, Rabbit hops into the forest. He looks into another hole.

"You cannot live here. This is my home!" shouts Squirrel.

Rabbit looks for a new hole, one he can call his own.

"You cannot live here. This is my home!" shouts Ground Hog.

Rabbit is sad. He cannot find a home. Rabbit does not see Eagle flying high in the sky.

At that time, the beautiful White Rabbit saw Eagle. "Quickly, come inside!" she shouts.

"Thank you so much. You have saved my life!" Rabbit says. "You're welcome," White Rabbit answers.

"What a roomy(宽敞的) hole you have! I wish I had a hole like this!" he says. Rabbit was surprised by how big the hole was.

"I am alone in this big hole. Why don't you stay here with me?" White Rabbit asks. "Thank you. I will stay here. Now, I have found a home!" says Rabbit.

大学英语故事短文：A Lady Named Lill

Lillian was a young French Canadian girl who grew up in the farming community of RiverCanard, Ontario. At the age of 16, her father thought "Lill has had enough schooling," and she was forced to drop out of school to contribute to the family income. In 1922, with English as her second language and limited education and skills, the future didn't look bright for Lill.

Her father, Eugene Bezaire, was a stern(严厉的) man who rarely took no for an answer and never accepted excuses. He demanded that Lill find a job. But her limitations left her with little confidence and low self-esteem, and she didn't know what work she could do.

With small hope of gaining employment, she would still ride the bus daily into the "big cities" of Windsor or Detroit. But she couldn't muster(召集) the courage to respond to a Help Wanted9 ad; she couldn't even bring herself to knock on a door. Each day she would just ride to the city, walk aimlessly about and at dusk return home. Her father would ask, "Any luck today, Lill?" "No ... no luck today, Dad,"she would respond meekly.

As the days passed, Lill continued to ride and her father continued to ask about her job-hunting. The questions became more demanding, and Lill knew she would soon have to knock on a door.

On one of her trips, Lill saw a sign at the Carhartt Overall Company in downtown Detroit. "Help Wanted,"the sign said, "Secretarial. Apply Within."She walked up the long flight of stairs to the Carhartt Company offices. Cautiously, Lill knocked on her very first door. She was met by the office manager, Margaret Costello. In her broken English, Lill told her she was interested in the secretarial position, falsely stating that she was 19. Margaret knew something wasn't right, butdecided to give the girl a chance. She guided Lill through the old business office of the Carhartt Company. With rows and rows of people seated at rows and rows of typewriters and adding machines, Lill felt as if a hundred pairs of eyes were staring at her. With her chin13 on her chest and her eyes staring down, the reluctant farm girl followed Margaret to the back of thesomber room.

Margaret sat her down at a typewriter and said, "Lill, let's see how good you really are."She directed Lill to type a single letter, and then left. Lill looked at the clock and saw that it was 11:40 a.m. Everyone would be leaving for lunch at noon. She figured that she could slip away in the crowd then. But she knew she should at least attempt the letter.

On her first try, she got through one line. It had five words, and she made four mistakes. She pulled the paper out and threw it away. The clock now read 11:45. "At noon,"she said to herself, "I'll move out with the crowd, and they will never see me again."

On her second attempt, Lill got through a full paragraph, but still made many mistakes. Again she pulled out the paper, threw it out and started over. This time she completed the letter, but her work was still strewn(撒满的) with errors. She looked at the clock: 11:55 — five minutes to freedom.

Just then, the door at one end of the office opened and Margaret walked in. She came directly over to Lill, putting one hand on the desk and the other on the girl's shoulder. She read the letter and paused. Then she said, "Lill, you're doing good work!"

Lill was stunned. She looked at the letter, then up at Margaret. With those simple words of encouragement, her desire to escape vanished and her confidence began to grow. She thought, "Well, if she thinks it's good, then it must be good. I think I'll stay!"

Lill did stay at Carhartt Overall Company...for 51 years, through two world wars and a Depression, through 11 presidents and six prime ministers — all because someone had theinsight to give a shy and uncertain young girl the gift of self-esteem when she knocked on the door.

大学英语故事短文：Thirteen equals one

Our vicar(教区牧师) is always raising money for one cause or another, but he has never managed to get enough money to have the church clock repaired. The big clock which used to strike the hours day and night was damaged many years ago and has been silent ever since.

One night, however, our vicar woke up with a start(一惊地) : the clock was striking the hours! Looking at his watch, he saw that it was one o'clock, but the bell struck thirteen times before it stopped. Armed with a torch, the vicar went up into the clock tower to see what was going on. In the torchlight, he caught sight of a figure whom he immediately recognized as Bill Wilkins, our local grocer.

"Whatever are you doing up here Bill?" asked the vicar in surprise.

"I'm trying to repair the bell," answered Bill. "I've been coming up here night after night for weeks now. You see, I was hoping to give you a surprise."

"You certainly did give me a surprise!" said the vicar. "You've probably woken up everyone in the village as well. Still, I'm glad the bell is working again."

"That's the trouble, vicar," answered Bill. "It's working all right, but I'm afraid that at one o'clock it will strike thirteen times and there's nothing I can do about it."

"We'll get used to that Bill," said the vicar. "Thirteen is not as good as one but it's better than nothing. Now let's go downstairs and have a cup of tea."