1）家庭 2）工作 3）业余生活
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I often imagine what my life will be like in the future.
I always prided myself on being a wise shopper and having a good nose for bargains. So when I came across a sporting goods store with a sign "Going Out of Business Sale" I marched into the crowded store. Up and down the aisles (通道), I wandered, humming to myself and enjoying the energy and excitement of a sale.
All of a sudden, there, at the back of the store sat acanoe (轻舟) exactly like my husband's dream Supremo Numero-Uno,whose picture had been stuck on the bathroom mirror for years. My heart beat wildly. I pushed my way through the crowds, and nearly fell into the canoe looking for the price tag. There it was, with the manufacturer's suggested price at $6,750 plus tax crossed out and a handwritten TO CLEAR $750 AS IS. Must be a mistake. $6000 off? Salesman. I had to talk to a salesman. I spotted a young fellow with a "Hi. I'm Mathew". "Mathew. Tell me about this El Supremo canoe. What's wrong with it? Why is it only $750?"
"Oh. There's nothing wrong with it. It's brand new. We're closing the store. It's on clearance like everything else. I'll go check." A few minutes later he came back and said, "I'm sorry ma'am. Someone made a mistake on the sale tag. It should be $4,750 for the whole package."
I felt tears well up in my eyes. "Oh well", I said sadly. "Of course, it was too good to be true. This is exactly like my husband's dreamboat. I guess I started to dream myself when I saw that price tag. He's going to be 62 years old Friday. Had to retire early for his health. It's been hard on just the pension but the stubborn old fool has been saving $10 every week for years to buy one just like this. I promise I won't buy anything, but it's just an old man's silly dream, you know. Always said he wanted to fish in a canoe after he retired," my voice lowered and I turned and walked away.
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I was already at the mall door when Mathew caught up with me. "Do you have $750 plus $25 for delivery, ma'am?"
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"Ma'am. There's something you should know. This store was my Grandpa's and the canoe had been ordered by him.
A friend of mine whose name was John Smith had a bad memory, which made him famous. He was so forgetful that he sometimes forgot what he was talking about in the middle of a sentence. His wife had to constantly remind him about his meetings, his classes - even his meals! Once he forgot he had eaten breakfast twice, at home and at school. His wife liked to remind her neighbors, "If John didn't have his head tied on, he would forget that too!" Since Smith was a professor at a well-known university, his forgetfulness was often an embarrassment to him. It wasn't that he was not clever, as some critical people tended to say, but just very very absent-minded.
One hot summer day, Professor Smith decided to take his children to a seaside town about a three-hour train ride away. To make the trip more interesting for his young children, he kept the name of the town a secret. However, by the time they arrived at the station, Smith forgot the name of the town he was planning to visit. Luckily, a friend of his happened to be in the station. He offered to take care of the children while Smith hurried back home to find out where he was going.
The professor's wife was surprised to see him again so soon.
"Oh, my dear, I forget the name of the town."
"What? You forget the name? Maybe one day you will forget my name! Now I'll write the name of that town on a piece of paper, and you put it in your pocket and please, please don't forget where you put it."
Satisfied that she had solved the problem, she sent her husband off again. Ten minutes later she was astonished to see him outside the house for the third time.
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"What is the matter now?" asked his wife.
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Hearing the cry, out rushed their neighbors, trying to find out what had happened.
Many years ago, when I was fresh out of school and working in Denver, I was driving to my parents' home in Missouri for Christmas. I stopped at a gas station( 加油站) about 50 miles from Oklahoma City, where I was planning to stop and visit a friend. While I was standing in line at the cash register(收款台), I said hello to an older couple who were also paying for gas.
I took off, but had gone only a few miles when black smoke poured from the back of my car. I stopped and wondered what I should do. A car pulled up behind me. It was the couple I had spoken to at the gas station. They said they would take me to my friend's .We chatted on the way into the city, and when I got out of the car, the husband gave me his business card.
I sent him and his wife a thank-you note with some cash for helping me. Soon afterward, I received a Christmas present from them. Their note that came with it said that helping me had made their holidays meaningful.
Years later, I drove to a meeting in a nearby town in the morning. In late afternoon I returned to my car and found that I'd left the lights on all day, and the battery(电池) was dead. Then I noticed that the Friendly
Ford dealership— a shop selling cars— was right next door. I walked over and found two salesmen in the showroom.
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When I paid for it, they would not accept my money.
I received an urgent call from my aunt. " Turn on the TV. Granny's on the Channel 10 news. " It turned out that Granny had made a sandwich run for her office and was stopped at a red light downtown. She had the window rolled down to enjoy the breeze when a man rushed up to the driver's side window, intending to carjack (劫车)her.
Now, what the would-be carjacker couldn't have known was that this woman simply wasn't " a granny". This was Nancy Johnson — the same woman who owned and lived on a Texas cattle farm, drove her own tractors, and dug her own post holes to lay fence. The week before, she had shot a rattlesnake and chopped off its head with a shovel. She was the proud owner of the new minivan (小型货车)she was driving. In other words, she was not your normal kind of granny.
The carjacker leaned into the open window, one hand stuffed in his pocket, and said, " Get out of this car. I have a gun, and I will shoot you.” A statement like that would have terrified anyone else. Instead, Granny saw it as a challenge." If you really had a gun in your pocket, you would've pulled it out and led with that first," she shouted at him, apparently unworried.
She was right. The criminal didn't have a gun. He instead reached into the window, grabbed her, and tried to pull her out of the van. He pulled open the door, wildly catching Granny's arms. Granny leaned her shoulder inside to press the horn (喇叭) and started yelling to make people around notice what was happening. With the door now open, she held tight the steering wheel with one arm and started kicking the man anywhere her foot could make contact. This tall woman had quite a reach.
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You never know the difference you might make if you take the time to encourage someone. I gave up the idea of being a writer the summer before I started college. I'd been writing since I was five years old. My little friends wanted toys at that time, but I just wanted paper. Childhood passed and a box of short stories gave way to my middle school days. I wrote for a magazine and by the time I was in my eighth grade, half of the annual publications were written by me. Sometimes I'd dream about being a novelist, writing books that everyone might read. My dad was always sure that it would happen. When he read my poems or stories, his eyes welled up. "That's beautiful, honey," he always told me. "One day, the entire world will know what a gift you have." Those words encouraged me through high school to keep believing that writing was my calling.
But somewhere along the months of my senior year, I became disappointed. The crazy injustice in this world — bad guys getting buck out on the street and doing harm again and again, changed my mind." I m going to be a lawyer in the future," I told my parents. My dad's face fell, but he kept his smile. "Whatever you do, you'll be brialliant at it," he said to me.
One of my first classes at college was Journalism 100. One day, the professor, Bob Scheibel, assigned us a story about an apartment fire. He gave us the facts and we had a few days to write a news story.
I was sure that I had gotten the facts right when I wrote the story. I didn't expect much feedback. But a few days later, Bob Scheibel asked me to talk to him after class. Questions raced through my mind. What had I done wrong? Had I gotten the facts mixed up? Did I miss anything critical in the details? Five minutes after the class, I found myself in front of the professor. His eyes met mine with great seriousness.
When I was in seventh grade, I was a candy striper (护士助手) at a local hospital in my town. I volunteered about 30 to 40 hours a week during the summer.
Most of the time I spent there was with Mr. Green. He never had any visitors, and nobody seemed to care about his condition. I spent many days there holding his hand and talking to him, helping with anything that needed to be done. He became a close friend of mine, even though he responded with only an occasional hold of my hand. Mr. Green was in a coma (昏迷).
I left for a week for a vacation with my parents, and when I came back, Mr. Green was gone. I didn't have the courage to ask any of the nurses where he was, for fear they might tell me he had died. So with many questions unanswered, I continued to volunteer there through my eighthgrade year.
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Several years later, when I was a junior in high school, I was at the gas station when I noticed a familiar face.
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He began to tell me how, as he lay there comatose, he could hear me talking to him and could feel me holding his hand the whole time.
I fetched my mail as usual. Suddenly a colorful flyer (传单) jumped into my sight. In the middle was a drawing of an old-fashioned phone, like the one my great-aunt Sara owned 40 years ago and at the bottom was a phone number. Running over it, I couldn't help laughing.
"Is that mail funny?" my ten - year - old daughter, Jenny, asked.
"Not really," I admitted. "It's about the wake-up service. Outdated already."
"What's that?" she frowned (皱眉). I explained how, before smart-phones, people sometimes paid someone to wake them with a call.
"Who sent this flyer?" she pressed.
I shook my head. "Probably someone older and he could need some money," I said.
Her eyes lit up. "Can we order a wake-up service?" she asked.
"No kidding. With smart phones at hand, who will need it? And it's not cheap at all. $ 2.5 per day." I picked up the flyer and headed for the recycling bin.
"Wait!" she shouted.
"I feel sorry for the wake - up man, if he needs some money," she said in tears. "Can't we order?"
I looked at the flyer with its drawing of an old - fashioned phone. I remembered, again, my great - aunt Sara and her old phone. As a kid, I used to visit her over Labor Day when Jerry Lewis would host his charity (慈善) event for the disabled kids. Aunt Sara would grasp my hand tightly and then reach for the telephone, dialing the number on the screen. Holding the receiver between us, we'd announce to the operator, "We'd like to help those kids."
But now here was my own child, showing the same heart I had once been encouraged to have, and how could I ignore (不理睬) her? I googled the flyer's telephone number. The number belonged to a man called Raymond.
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2）至少使用5个短文中标有下划线的关键词语；
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Jenny dialed the number.
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"Ring, ring, ring" went the phone at 6 o'clock sharp.
Natalie was eleven years old. She lived with her family in a village in Kerala. Her family did not live right in the village, but on the outskirts of the village. This was because her father was a mahout.
One of the first commands an elephant learns is to kneel down and allow the mahout to sit atop it. From that moment on, the elephant obeys every command its master will give it. The mahout commands the animal with gentle prods and with words of encouragement. Natalie never stopped being amazed at how such a huge animal would obey a man who was physically so much smaller than it.
Natalie loved going with her father into the jungle. Here, huge trees were cut down and transported to sawmills. But it was not easy for vehicles to move about in the thick forests. This was where the elephants came in handy. They were so strong that they could move many tree trunks at a time.
Natalie wished she didn't have to go to school every day. She was happiest when there was a holiday. Then she would help to bathe and feed the elephant. She would sit atop with her father, and, in her childish but firm voice, she would give commands to the elephant like her father. But no elephant obeyed her. Her father often encouraged her," What you need is patience!”
One day, after Natalie had finished her homework and put books into her backpack, she noticed that her father had not yet returned from the forest with the elephant. He was usually coming back before sunset. Natalie was so worried that she went in search of her father.
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After a while, she elephant in the middle of the forest without her father.
……
Finally, the elephant led Natalie to her father with her atop.
Lungs nearly burst. I struggled to lift my head out of the water. Inch by inch, my tired body reached the end of the pool.
The extent of my swimming career was purely recreational, while the competitive swimmers nearby thought nothing of the seemingly simple task of a 500-meter swim test. Pushing myself to finish what I had started, I could only think: why not take the easy way out?
Earlier that week, I had turned in my first job application at a local pool. Overqualified, I was hired on the spot. However, the tasks were boring: helping confused visitors and measuring the height of children before they went down the slide (滑梯). I was capable of more.
So a swim test was required, establishing the mere fact that I was not completely helpless in a pool. Midway through, the manager administering the test remarked, "This looks really easy for you. Why aren't you applying to become a guard?"
"The thought didn't cross my mind."
"Well, lifeguarding demands more responsibility, strength and respect. Thus the position pays $ 2 more per hour. Your swimming skills are strong enough. All you need to do is complete a certification class."
Inside I was unsure of myself, but his words inspired me — You never know what you are capable of until you force yourself to do it.
Soon I passed the swim test. All left was to practice and learn first aid, CPR (心肺复苏), and procedures for different land-based and water-based emergencies.
Work started soon. A well-intentioned yet anxious feeling in me soon passed. Days, weeks, and months went by without incident; emergencies were rare. The skills and training I had so carefully studied and acquired seemed unnecessary.
Today appeared to be another uneventful day. However, shortly after the other guards signaled to the children to exit the pool, I noticed one boy was still in the middle while the others had climbed up.
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"Something must have gone wrong with him," I thought to myself.
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Having the boy on the floor, I put my ear to his mouth and my fingers at his neck.
Marty was new at school. Usually when you're the new kid, you lay low, but not Marty.
On his first day, he made a toothpick disappear. One second he was holding the toothpick, and the next second it was gone! Everyone was asking him how he did it. "It's magic! At my old school, they actually called me Magic Marty." Marty said proudly. "Is he serious?" I whispered to my friend Brian. "I don't know, but that was pretty cool, "Brian said, still watching Marty. I knew Marty's magic was fake, but I just couldn't prove it.
Another time, Marty pulled a water bottle out of his bag, along with a cup and carefully poured water into it. Marty got a handful of ice cubes! Applause filled the hallway. When asked how he did it, he just smiled, " Sorry, but that's the first law of magic. A magician never reveals his secrets. "
Well he won't have to, I thought to myself. I'll reveal his secrets for him.
That night, at home, I sat at the kitchen table for almost an hour, trying to figure out the trick. " At it again, honey?" My mom watched me wiggle (摆动) my fingers hopelessly over a cup of water. "He's tricking people!" I cried. " Sounds as if he's trying to make friends. "My mom patted my arm.
Magic Marty had me stumped (把…难住), but the next day I caught a lucky break. At lunch, Marty was going on about how he could make things float. He had a ring in one hand and a pencil in the other. That's when I saw it: a thin piece of fishing line tied around the end of the pencil and attached to a button on Marty's shirt! Sure enough, he made the ring "float" by sliding it over the pencil and hanging it from the line. No one else noticed, and soon the whole cafeteria was clapping. However, I wasn't.
注意：
1）所续写短文的词数应为150左右；
2）应使用5个以上短文中标有下划线的关键词语；
3）续写部分分为两段，每段的开头语已为你写好；
4）续写完成后，请用下划线标出你所使用的关键词语。
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It was time to put an end to the Magic Marty show.
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"Wait!" Marty jumped in front of me.
The guitar in the corner of the room is as silent as it has ever been for years now. It has been more than three months that no one has played it, and no one will ever play it again. A layer of dust has formed all over it. I could dust it off, but somehow I feel unworthy of touching it, let alone picking it up. It had been such a big part of my childhood, hearing its amazing notes flow without hesitation, but only when held by the right hands did it sound as amazing as it could. I had always been afraid of it somehow. I am still a bit, since the sound was always strong yet comforting.
I can't stop thinking about how I will never hear it again, how it would probably stay in that corner of my room for the rest of eternity. Sitting in the sofa facing the guitar I could almost see him, my dad, telling me that it was the second best thing in his life. I remember that moment so well. I was seven. I asked him, “What's the first？” and he told me “You”．
It made me feel so special, being picked over an instrument that could make such wonderful music with just a bit of help from the man that was in front of me. When he was home, every waking minute there was music radiating from it. The music made me feel safe, like if there wasn't anything else in the world but its amazing sounds. I stayed staring at the dust covered the guitar remembering the last time I saw my dad; he was heading out once more. He was excited and he was always proud of serving his country. He never complained. The only thing that he wouldn't like was being away from Mum and me.
If I had known that it was the last time I would see him, I would have never let him go, and I would have begged him not to leave. I would have told him that I didn't want the guitar to stay in the corner collecting dust.
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He would have left anyways, I thought. He loved protecting his country, and he used to say that he did it because he wanted me to be safe.
It was getting late. I stood up from the couch and headed to bed.
We were bathed in the sunshine of weekend when an adventurous idea hit me, to go to Panisha Island for a brand new weekend with my brother Jack! Actually, Jack was a good partner, quick-minded and no-panic in trouble.
An adventure waited for us ahead. It was only a little after 12:00 o'clock and it couldn't hurt to go on a little exploration time. Could it?
We didn't want to play games at home anyway so I asked Mum, "Can we go to Panisha Island to explore?"
"Oh alright! I guess it's only a short boat ride away. Be back by 5:00 o'clock!" Mum answered us.
Thanked Mum and got on our blue bike. We got to the pier(码头) and bought a two-way ticket to Panisha and back. The sea air blew on our face like silk. I stared out into the sea. I must have stared for a while because soon I heard, "PANISHA ISLAND!".
The moment we got off the boat, we were fascinated with everything around, the clear waler, the blue skies, the singing of the birds… but we had no time to appreciate these. We impatiently rushed to what was called Tiger Jungle, surrounded by vast expanses of jungle with various puzzles and traps waiting for us to explore. Lizards, birds, and lots and lots of bugs…Suddenly a rabbit sprung out, staring at us, as if to ask us where we were from. Bees and spiders were also annoying to unprepared us. Seeing a snake winding its way in the bushes farther, I let out a scream! Jack smiled slyly(顽皮地) and commanded me to be calm.
A tough passageway led us to natural pools, shallow waters with fishing spots, overgrown bushes and even a plane crash site. "Why not catch some fish here?" I excitedly suggested. Jack was hesitating when a roar(吼叫), like a true tiger, came out from the farther jungle! Jack thought hard and decided to get back quickly.
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Suddenly I missed a step and fell into the pool.
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There was not much time left for the return trip.
"Class, please line up! Let's welcome Marti," said Ms. Baroni, our tae kwon do (跆拳道) teacher.
I was excited that my best friend Marti would be taking lessons, too.
Everyone said, "Hi." Marti went red in the face.
"You don't need to be shy here," I said to Marti in a quiet voice. "Everyone's really nice."
After warm-up exercises, Ms. Baroni divided everyone into groups. Even though I was a level above Marti, Ms. Baroni told us to practice together. "Jenna, why don't you show Marti some basic kicks?"
I said sure and showed her a front kick. Marti copied it. Her kick was as high as my shoulder. "Great job, Marti! Let me show you something," said Ms. Baroni. She then spent the next five minutes working with Marti. I leaned (倚靠) against the wall and watched Marti copy everything Ms. Baroni did. The more Marti did, the more praise she received from Ms. Baroni.
I practiced my form half-heartedly. "What if Marti became better than me? What if Marti became Ms. Baroni's favorite student?" I couldn't help thinking.
"Watch your form!"
"Who is Ms. Baroni speaking to?" I wondered. I turned and saw Ms. Baroni looking directly at me. Nothing could have been worse.
At the end of class, I took my bag and hurried outside to find my mom. I had planned to wait and say good-bye to Marti, but now I wanted to be alone. For the next several weeks, Marti continued to impress our teacher with her skills. Honestly, I felt a little jealous (忌妒的) of her. And as Marti turned into a star student, I became less and less excited about tae kwon do.
One day, as we walked down the hallway at school, Marti said, "Ms. Baroni thinks I'm ready to take the test for the next level."
I was surprised. "It's harder than you think. Two judges other than Ms. Baroni will give you points," I said.
Marti looked disappointed (失望的). "You don't think I'm good enough to take the test yet?"
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I felt my face get hot, and I explained, "I didn't say that."
"I haven't been a very good friend," I thought sadly.
1）经历过程；
2）个人感受。
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An Unforgettable Experience in My Life
My wife called, "Will you come here and make your darling daughter eat her food?"
I threw the newspaper away and rushed to the scene. My only daughter looked frightened. Tears were welling up in her eyes. In front of her was a bowl filled with curd rice which she particularly hated. But my mother and my wife believed firmly that curd rice is beneficial to health. I cleared my throat, and picked up the bowl. "Dina, why don't you take a few mouthfuls? Just for Dad's sake, dear." Dina softened a bit, and wiped her tears with the back of her hands. "OK, Dad. I will eat not just a few mouthfuls, but the whole lot. But, you should..."She hesitated." Dad, if I eat this entire curd rice, will you give me whatever I ask for?" "Oh sure, darling," I replied." Promise.
My girl stared at her mom and continued, "Ask Mom also to give a promise." My wife put her hand on Dina's and said, "Promise."
"Dear, you still want a new computer? Dad doesn't have that kind of money right now.
OK?" I became a bit anxious.
"No, Dad. I don't want anything expensive." Slowly and painfully, she finished eating the rice. Dina came to me with her eyes wide with expectation. All our attention was on her.
She demanded, "Dad, 1 want to have my head shaved off this Sunday!" My wife shouted, "A girl having her head shaved off? Impossible!"
"Dina, can you ask for something else? Seeing you with a clean- shaven head, we'll be sad," I said. But Dina said, "No, Dad. I don't want anything else. You promised to reward me with whatever I ask for. Now, you are going back on your words. Was it not you who told me the story of King Harish Chandra and its moral that we should honor our promises no matter what?" Dina was in tears.
It was time for me to call the shots for our promise must be kept.
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I insisted that we must keep our words.
A lady walked to me and told me that the boy walking along with my daughter was her son.
I always dreamed of giving someone a surprise, one that will be remembered for a lifetime. Well, thanks to a little determination, some luck, and some help of Christmas Spirit, my dream became a reality.
My family is Canadian, although my sister moved down to Australia a few years ago to further her study. She was graduating just before Christmas. However, due to my own school schedule back home, I would not be able to make it in time for her graduation. She was understandably disappointed, and I felt guilty that I was not able to be there for her on this most special occasion.
While I was talking to my school advisor about my term paper the week before my sister's graduation, our conversation changed toward Christmas plans. When I mentioned that I would be missing my sister's graduation by less than 48 hours, she said, "Well, if you want to go, I have no problem with it, so go ahead!"
On hearing the words, I couldn't believe my luck! I nearly jumped for joy. "Just make sure you get permission from administration(管理部门)", she added. What she said immediately made my heart sink. The administration at my school was well-known for refusing any sort of time-off requests, let alone last-minute requests, which would undoubtedly draw nothing but anger. I almost didn't bother asking, because I knew it would be hopeless and a waste of time. Plus, I knew the answer already: no. But something in me decided to try, just in case. Maybe it was the hope that the Christmas Spirit would somehow affect the administrative office at this time of year.
When I returned home to find the reply from the administration in my email box, I prepared myself for disappointment.
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2）续写部分分为两段，每段的开头语已为你写好；
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Paragraph 2: With the ticket, I couldn't wait to call my sister but suddenly an idea occurred to me.
"Mommy, don't go," my three-year-old son screamed as I walked to the door. My fifteen-year-old leaned against the kitchen counter with his arms folded across his chest, not screaming, but glaring at me as I pulled his little brother off my legs.
"Are you mad at me too?"
"You spend all your time taking care of other people's kids, but what about us?" Dylan left angrily.
I was shocked and a little hurt. How could my own child not understand that the work I was doing was saving lives? Then the answer hit me. He didn't know, because he had never seen what Healing the Children actually did. Dylan had heard the stories of sick children, but had never once looked into the eyes of a child and understood the hard truth--that without our help, the children would likely die.
"Get dressed. You are going with me," I said.
I spent the drive explaining the case of Hector to my son, who pretended to ignore me the entire time. "He's seven, only weighs thirty pounds and is very sick. He has a heart condition called Tetralogy of Fallot, which could kill him. It is a miracle (奇迹) that he is still alive."
I went on to explain that it took a team of volunteer medical staff to get Hector to the hospital from his remote village and care for him while he was there. Still, Dylan seemed unimpressed.
We stopped at a convenience store for water and snacks. Dylan had one large and one small Slurpee (思乐冰饮料). He said the small one was for Hector. I doubted whether the little guy would be able to drink it, but remained silent. This was the first interest Dylan had shown in being there. I wasn't about to ruin it.
I stopped at the nurses' station to check on Hector's progress while Dylan went to his room. Our patient was recovering physically, but the nurse was concerned that Hector was struggling emotionally. She said, "Kids usually bounce back fast, but he hardly speaks and never smiles."
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Imagine my surprise when I heard laughter from Hector's room.
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On the way home that night, Dylan asked me several times whether Hector would be okay.
Annie stood at Michael's front door waiting excitedly for him to answer. This party sounded so fun!" Just be yourself," Annie's dad had advised when he'd dropped her off. But who else could she be but herself?
Michael swung the door open, greeting Annie with a welcoming smile. But when she followed him in, she felt embarrassed. She didn't recognize a single kid. And they were all older!
As she sat down, every kid stared at her. Her colourful new dress, she believed, was stupid compared with the other girls' tasteful dresses in soft golden colours. The thought made her ashamed." This is my good friend Annie," Michael announced. "She's the smartest, cleverest person I know! Her brain is filled with a million fantastic things you've never even heard of."
After that introduction of her, Annie felt even worse as all the kids looked at her doubtfully. Could she maybe slide out of her seat when no one was looking and just hid under the table?
Instead, she sat there with a frozen smile on her face, feeling anything but herself.
The kids all started to eat, chatting and joking as they stuffed their mouths. They were barely even looking at her now. Annie didn't know whether to feel relieved or left out. Finally, she filled her plate and started eating.
"Pass me some of those strange bananas," a girl said. "Yeah, the bananas!" somebody across the table shouted. All at once, without any warming from her own mind, Annie's mouth opened and words came out.
"They're not exactly bananas," she blurted. "They' re plantains (大蕉)!" She couldn't help herself." They look like bananas, but they taste tally different. Some people call them the potato of the tropics."
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Now all the kids were looking at Annie again, but this time their faces were interested and friendly.
Mum and Her Bank Account(银行账户）
My family had the tradition to sit down by the kitchen table every Saturday night to count out the money Dad had brought home.
"These are for the rent, and these for the groceries." Mum counted out and divided the big silver pieces.
"I'll need a notebook." That would be my sister Christine, my brother Nels or me.
After Mum put one or two coins to the side for the notebook, she said that was all we needed to buy for the week and we all relaxed a little. We didn't have to go downtown and draw money out of Mum's bank account, which could always give us such a warm and secure feeling for having enough to afford the life.
When Nels graduated from grammar school , he needed some money for high school. We sat by the table and I offered my" Little Bank" which was used for sudden emergencies such as the time when Christine broke her arm and had to see a doctor. I laid the box carefully in front of Mum. After counting out the money in the little bank and finding there was not enough, we all agreed not to go to the bank but to find some ways.
Nels volunteered to work in Dillon's grocery after school and Dad said he would give up smoking. Now there was enough money. We felt relieved.
So many things came out of the little bank that year: Christine's dress for the school play, Nel's operation ... Whatever happened , we always knew we still had the bank to depend on. We never used her bank account.
That was twenty years ago.
Last year, I sold my first story. When the money came I thought of Mum's bank account.
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So I hurried over to Mum's home.
Knowing that there was no bank account at all, I felt shocked.
