There is a small film society in my village. I'm on it. There are about forty【36】. The film society gives us the chance to see old and【37】films which are【38】shown. Last month, before the showing of an old film, the club president announced that our projectionist (放映员) had fallen ill. He asked whether any of us knew how to【39】a projector. One of the club members volunteered to operate the projector though he【40】out that it was many years since he had【41】a film. He went to the projectionist's box and after some【42】the film began. We all felt strange by the film. There was no name and none of us could understand what was【43】. When the reel came to an end, we called the projectionist. 'This film doesn't seem to make sense,' one of our members said. 'I am sorry about that,' our new projectionist answered. 'I put the【44】reel in first. After it had been running for a few minutes until I realized that I had made a mistake, but I did not know how to【45】the projector.' (36)