Every weekend, his family like to in the forest.

I'm a fifty-year-old taxi driver and I've been working as it for thirty years. Even if I have met so many people, there is one who impressed me most.

One midnight in my first year, I was called to pick1up. The building was completely 2except for one light in a window as I arrived and parked my car at the side of the street. I walked to the door and 3. After along wait, the door opened. A small woman in her 80s stood in front of me4a small suitcase.

"Would you carry my suitcase out to the car?" she said. I took 5and gave her my arm. We walked 6to the street. She kept thanking me for taking care of her weak legs.

"It's nothing." I told her." I try to treat my passengers 7 I want my mother treated."

"You are such a good boy," she said. When we got in the taxi, she gave me an address. Then she asked," Could you drive through the downtown?

"It's not the shortest way, so it will be 8." I answered.

"I don't mind." she said." I'm in no hurry and money is useless for me. I'm on my way to a hospice*."

I saw her eyes shining with tears.

"I don t have any family left," she continued." the doctor says l don't have very long."

I quietly 9 the meter*. For 10, we drove through the city. She showed me the building where she had once worked. We drove through the neighborhood where she and her husband had lived. Sometimes she asked me to just slow down while she was staring into the darkness.

When the sun was coming up, she suddenly said," I'm tired. Let's go now." We drove in11to the hospice, saying nothing. When we pulled up, two nurses were. 12us. They helped her into a wheelchair.

"How much do 1 owe*you?" she asked me, reaching for her 13.

"Nothing," I said. Without thinking, I leaned down and gave her a hug. She also14, me tightly. 15 years passed, this old lady kept showing in my mind. I wonder how she was then, but I will never know.

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Dear Anna,

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Yours,

Mikes

    Finding an online hobby is popular now. So how do parents make the decision of choosing one suitable online hobby for the children? Here are some tips that may help.

    Using the computer for too long may be harmful to your child's eyesight or may develop into one bad habit. It is important to set rules about how long your child is allowed to stay online and which websites your child is allowed to visit.

     Why do you want your child to find an online hobby? Do you want your child to learn something educational or maybe you just want him/her to have some fun!

    Do you know what things your child is interested in? Find one website about his interest. If he likes writing, make a blog for him to write stories.

    Will this hobby be harmful to my child in any way? How could this hobby help my child? These questions must be considered first.

    After considering all these above, now you can choose which hobby to introduce to your child. List some good websites that you think will be suitable and enjoyable for your child.

    In the summer between my first year and second year in college, I was invited to be an instructor(辅导员)at a high school camp. On the first day, when we were dancing and playing games, I noticed a boy under the tree who was small and thin. His shyness made him appear weak. I walked towards him, introduced myself and invited him to join in the activities and meet some new people. He quietly replied, "No, I really don't want to do this." I could understand that he was in a new world but I knew it wouldn't be right to force him either. Actually, the boy didn't need a close talk but a friend.

    At lunch the next day, I was leading camp songs when I saw the boy under the tree sitting alone. I tried again with the same invitation, but he refused once again. That evening I was told the boy's name was Tommy. Then I asked the campers to pay special attention to the boy and spend time with him when they could.

    The days went by and the time came when we had to leave. We held a big, warm party to celebrate the closing of the camp. All the campers shared their wonderful moments. To my surprise, I found the boy from under the tree dancing joyfully with two girls. I couldn't believe it was the same person.

    In October of my second year, I received a phone call from Tommy's mother. She told me that Tommy was hit by a car and died. I offered my deep sadness. The mother said, "Tommy mentioned you so many times. I want you to know that he went back to school and made new friends with confidence. You made a difference to Tommy during his last months."

    At that moment, I realized how easy it was to give a bit of yourself every day. You may never know how much each gesture may mean to someone else. I hope that everyone can pay attention to his own "boy under the tree".

Pollution is becoming more and more serious today. Somethingto protect the earth. Trees. The rubbishinto the bin. New lawsto stop people from polluting the environment.

My father .