One day, a man in a nice suit who seemed to have a respectable job went into a restaurant after the busy work in the evening, with a little tiredness on his face. “What a busy day!” he said to himself in a low voice. He sat down at a table and ordered a big pizza at once in order to eat some food quickly and then go home.
After a little while, another man who looked homeless with worn-out clothes came into the restaurant and sat near the nice suit man with a smile on his face. The nice suit man didn’t give back a smile with respect, and nor did he cast a glance at the homeless man.
Ten minutes later, the pizza arrived and was put in the middle of the table. The nice suit man couldn’t wait to eat it, so he grabbed (吃) it without hesitation because of hunger. A few seconds later, the homeless man took a piece of the pizza and chewed (咀嚼) it slowly with a happy smile on his face. “I won’t be angry about this, because he is a homeless person. It won’t really matter if he doesn’t continue to eat my second piece of pizza,” the nice suit man thought.
Then the homeless man took the second piece and third piece during the next ten minutes with a very satisfied smile. The nice suit guy finally got angry and shouted, “Why don’t you order one by yourself? Why can’t you stop eating my pizza?” At the same time, the waiter came and held a pizza to the nice suit man, saying, “Sir, this one is yours and that one just now was this gentleman’s.” The nice suit man felt a little embarrassed and said to the homeless man, “Why didn’t you tell me the one just now was yours? I am sorry to have shouted at you.” The homeless man was still calm and in peace with a kind voice, “Because you looked hungry and I like to share my food with you.” The nice suit man felt ashamed and he decided to give his whole one to the homeless man.
Para. 1: But the homeless man said, “No, please don’t give it to me; share it with me please.”
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Para. 2: The next day, the nice suit man was on his way to visit the homeless man.
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When You Snooze (贪睡), You Lose!
Last Wednesday, I set my alarm for seven o’clock in the morning, just like I always did. But I’d gone to bed a little later than usual, so when it went off, I rolled over and hit the snooze button, thinking I’d have five more minutes of sleep before I got up. For some reason, the snooze alarm didn’t go off. When I saw that it was 7:45, I couldn’t believe it!
Since I was late, I skipped breakfast, and I didn’t make the bed or straighten up my room even though it was part of the “house rules”.
I ran as fast as I could to catch the school bus, but even so, I missed it. Luckily for me, my father hadn’t left for work yet, so I asked him for a ride to school. He wasn’t too happy about it because it meant he would be late for an appointment he had set up. So he was annoyed with me, especially since it was the second time in two weeks that I had missed the school bus. We rode to school in total silence.
By the time I got to school, the bell had already rung, so I had to go to the office to get a “late pass” before I could be admitted to class. That’s when I remembered that I hadn’t asked my father to write a note for my being late. He’d been in such a bad mood, and I knew that this was especially directed at me, so I decided there was no way I could call him now. Besides, he was sure to be in his meeting.
So, there I was, sitting out the first hour in the principal’s office. Things were really starting to snowball but it was only the beginning. Since I was absent from my first-hour class, I missed my science test. My teacher said I couldn’t make up the test since I was absent without leave. But I really needed that test to improve my grade point average. My dad promised to give me half of the money for a car if my grades improved by the end of this semester. So I started thinking about not being able to buy a car, and I got even more upset.
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Then I was preparing for my second-hour class when I discovered my math book was missing.
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Knowing I would surely be scolded for my skipping class, I went home in fear.
____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw Kyle from my class walking home from school. It looked like he was carrying all of his books. I thought to myself, “Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd (a foolish person).” I had quite a weekend planned, so I shrugged my shoulders and went on.
As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running towards him. They knocked all his books out of his arms and tripped(绊倒) him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the glass about ten feet from him. He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes. So, I jogged over to him and as he crawled around looking for his glasses, I saw a tear in his eye.
As I handed him his glasses, I said, “Those guys are jerks. They really should go to hell.” He looked at me and said, “Hey, thanks!” There was a big smile on his face. It was one of those smiles that showed real thankfulness. I asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me.
Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends. I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation. As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began. “Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. I am here to tell you a story.”
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I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met.
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I smiled back in tears.
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It was an early winter morning. Joan was sleeping soundly when the phone rang in the living room. She glanced at the clock on the wall—it was already nine o’clock. Every weekend morning, her mother had to work part-time in the cafe. Because her brother Mike was sleeping like a log. She quietly went over to the living room and picked up the receiver. “Good morning, my Dear!” Recognizing the voice from her father, Joan was immediately surrounded by a sense of joy.
Joan’s father was a seaman, who rarely came back. Born in a not-rich family, Joan and Mike felt the stress of life but they were happy to enjoy the family atmosphere. At school, they were straight-A students and actively involved in school activities. They became the pride of the school and the envy of the students.
“Good morning, Dad, what’s up?” Joan said in an easy tone. “I have been very nice recently, my baby. Today is your mother’s birthday, and I have ordered her a cake online and it should come to the house in one and half an hour. Do remember to take the cake.”
Hearing her father’s words, Joan felt a little ashamed. How she could forget Mum’s birthday! She took a look at the dirty clothes on the sofa and the oily floor that hadn’t been mopped (拖地) for a few days. There was two hours before her mother came back. So she planned to prepare a surprise for Mum.
Thinking of this, she felt full of excitement. “Well, Dad, now I’m going to wake Mike up. We will give Mum a surprise !”
Joan hung up the phone with Dad, and hurriedly went to Mike’s room to share her Big Cleaning plan with Mike. After listening to Joan, Mike readily accepted her idea.
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The Big Cleaning plan began.
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With the cake placed on the table, Mum came in.
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I looked out at the smiling faces packed into the school hall. Flashes from cameras lit up in all directions. The applause filled my ears. I had done it. I had really done it.
Just a few months earlier, I would never have pictured myself acting in a play in front of two hundred people."Not for a million dollars," I would have said. But when the time came, I got up on stage and faced one of my greatest fears-and discovered I could do more than I ever gave myself credit for. I found a new person inside me, a much more daring, outgoing person who had been hidden all along, just waiting for the opportunity to appear.
If not for my teacher, Mrs Sather, I might never have found that opportunity.
In the first and second grade, I was extremely shy. I had friends, but it just wasn't in my personality to be very outgoing, even when I knew someone well. I was afraid I would do or say something wrong, so usually I just smiled and listened to other people's conversations. I did well in school and I loved to write. However, I would escape into my writing, where I could be myself and never had to worry about what other people thought of me. In my stories, I was never shy.
My teacher, Mrs Sather, always encouraged me to write more. She told our class to go after our dreams and dig in with both hands. I think she was one of the first people to see my inner strength. One day, she announced that our class was going to perform a play she had written." I'll begin to cast everyone tomorrow," she said." I need someone who is not afraid to be on stage in front of a lot of people to play the lead part of Dorothy. Anybody want to try?" A few excited hands shot up-mine, of course, was not one of them-and Mrs Sather smiled." We'll talk more about it tomorrow," she said. Then the bell rang and my classmates slowly left the classroom.
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When I was loading up my backpack, Mrs Sather asked me to go to her.
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Hearing Mrs Sather's words,I realized it was time to make a change.
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Amy loved to draw, and her hands, always dirty from the pencil lead, moved on the paper, showing the pictures in her mind. She would sit for hours, lost in art. Trees on her pages seemed to swing in an unseen wind, and the faces she drew wore lifelike expressions. But Amy didn’t look like the art she made. Her clothes were old and had many patches (补丁) that her mother made with care. Amy’s family did not have much money, but they loved each other very much. Her mother worked hard at many jobs to take care of them after Amy’s father got sick and died.
Amy had her good times and hard times in school. She loved different corners of the school which were sources of her inspiration and expected the art lesson. Yet other kids’ laughing at her dress made her sad. She wanted to change the situation, but didn’t know how to go about it. Despite this, she would quietly help someone with a hard math problem or pick up garbage on her way home. She always found comfort in her drawing. In the middle of the term, an art contest on the theme of “My Dream” was to be held, which would select the top three winners, and the head teacher would award them prizes. This news thrilled the children, Amy in particular. They enthusiastically registered for the contest and, after thoughtful consideration, finished their own art pieces. The contest organizers gathered all submissions one week later and set up an exhibit showcasing every participant’s work in the school gym.
The school gym was filled with viewers as the walls displayed the efforts of the young artists. There were paintings of colorful landscapes where the sun burst through thick clouds. Some students had created portraits (肖像) of their heroes. In this sea of creativity, one painting stood out. In the painting, a community garden was drawn, a place where people from all walks of life were planting seeds together. The heartfelt work drew the viewers into a world where every detail had meaning. The exhibition would last a week and all the students and teachers could vote their favorite work.
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Finally came the day when the winners were announced.
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_______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________It was 11 p. m. when Alex Conrad saw the woman on the Main Street Bridge in Chippewa Falls, Wisconsin. She was standing by the railing, peering down at the rushing river. At her feet was what appeared to be a backpack; maybe she was fishing, he thought.
As he crossed the quarter-mile-long bridge again after getting something from home for his friend’s party,Conrad saw the woman standing in the same spot. Something didn’t sit right. Why would she be fishing this late at night—in December? He pulled a U-turn and parked some 20 feet away with his hazard lights (汽车危险警示灯) flashing, blocking one of the four lanes. He stepped out of his car and got a clearer picture of the scene. The woman was in her 20s, dressed in pants and a heavy coat. What he’d thought was a backpack was in fact a rope pooled by her feet. One end was tied to a bridge post. The other, around her neck.
“Hey, what’s going on?” Conrad called out. He didn’t acknowledge the rope because he didn’t want to let on that he knew exactly what was going on. She spoke a little, but he kept inquiring, eventually pulling from her that she was going through a particularly rough time. She was jobless, not doing well in school- in short, life wasn’t working out as she’d hoped.
“Not everything goes as planned,” agreed Conrad. He started talking about the ups and downs he’d faced in his life. As he talked, he inched closer.
When she mentioned that, on top of everything else, her car had broken down, Conrad chuckled. “Well, that’s better than when my friend rolled his car,” he said. “Too much power for him.” The woman laughed. He told a few more jokes about his friends, and the dumb things they’ve done, just to get her mind off stuff.
Conrad is a quiet guy, not given to gabbing (喋喋不休). But for the next hour he found enough topics of conversation to keep the woman engaged and even laughing. She grew comfortable enough to let him get within a few feet of her. Then a switch seemingly went off.
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Without warning, she climbed onto the railing.
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Suddenly, bright lights appeared—it was the police!
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