Two things changed my life: my mother and a white plastic bike basket. I have thought long and hard about it and it’s true. I would be a different person if my mom hadn’t turned a silly bicycle accessory(配件) into a life lesson I carry with me today.
We had to earn our allowance by doing chores around the house. I can still remember how long it took to polish the legs of our coffee table. My brothers can no doubt remember hours spent cleaning the house. Like the two little girls growing up at the White House, we made our own beds (no one left the house until that was done) and picked up after ourselves. We had to keep track of our belongings, and if something was lost, it was not replaced.
It was summer and, one day, my mother drove me to the bike shop to get a tire fixed — and there it was in the window. White, shiny, plastic and decorated with flowers, the basket winked at me and I knew — I knew — I had to have it.
“It’s beautiful,” my mother said when I pointed it out to her. “What a neat basket.”
I tried to hold off at first. I played it cool for a short while. But then I guess I couldn’t stand it any longer: “Mom, please can I please, please get it? I’ll do extra chores for as long as you say. I’ll do anything, but I need that basket. I love that basket. Please, Mom. Please?”
I was desperate.
“You know,” she said, gently rubbing my back while we both stared at what I believed was the coolest thing ever, “If you save up you could buy this yourself.”
“By the time I make enough it’ll be gone!”
“Maybe Roger here could hold it for you,” she smiled at Roger, the bike guy.
“He can’t hold it for that long, Mom. Someone else will buy it. Please, Mom, please?”
“There might be another way,” she said.
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And so our paying plan unfolded.
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A few days later, A neighborhood girl appeared with the exact same basket.
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From the time I started playing basketball at six years old, my father never missed a game. He would stand beside the basketball field from the beginning to the end and cheer for me and my team. When I was on the team at Trinity College, he would leave work and drive two hours from Massachusetts to the Connecticut campus to see me play. He always stuck around after the game (no matter how long the coach kept us in the locker room) and then turned around and headed home to start his shift at his second job.
Growing up, I played every sport, but basketball really connected me to my father. He was raised in a rough-and-tumble household with four older brothers and one older sister, and playing basketball with them was something he looked forward to. To this day, he still holds basketball records at the high school we both went to. My dad was the person I could ask for feedback on how I played, and the one I could practice with on the little half-court in our backyard.
When I joined a co-ed AAU (Amateur Athletic Union) team at the age of twelve, it was the first time I remember him giving me inspiring talks and telling me that I could hang with the boys and not to be afraid of being small. As I got older, I was always the workhorse of the team and the player who did the dirty work—I had to wear knee pads during my games because I’d scramble(争夺)so hard for the ball—which earned me a role as captain.
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The day came soon when I would compete again.
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After the game, as usual, I told my father about the game.
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请记叙一个迄今让你难以忘怀的与家人一起度过的日子。
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“Daisy?” Mom stood at the door of my bedroom.
“Yes, mom.”
“Your grandma doesn't feel well. I am taking her to the hospital. It will take long, I'm afraid. Take care of your twin brothers, will you?”
Still in bed, I gave an “OK” gesture. I got out of bed, washed my face and began to prepare breakfast. Dad called in the middle, saying he had an important meeting today and couldn’t make it home early. Oh, fine! I thought I could manage it all by myself.
After all, I kept babysitting them after my twin brothers were born. Now that the summer vacation had just started, I had a lot of free time. Later, I woke up Tim and Toby, and put fried eggs, sausages, and milk in front of them. Alas! 7-year-olds,especially boys, could never keep quiet. But I usually didn't shout as long as they finally emptied their plates. I was learning to be patient as a big sister.
After they finished, I began cleaning the big mess while they ran loose, chasing and shouting. I was sure it was going to be exhausting today. Well, everything turned out to be okay in the morning. I read them stories and they played video games for a while. However, in the afternoon when they got bored, they lay on the so fa watching cartoons. Tim spoke first, “I am hungry and want a burger.” And then Toby followed, “So am I.”
“But I am not supposed to take you out of home. And I never...”
“Please! Please!”
“I will think about it if you behave yourselves in the restaurant.”
“Sure!” “No problem!”
I thought it might be a good idea to take them to MacDonald’s because I didn’t have to cook. Besides, there were slides, Lego bricks and other kids.
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As soon as we got to the large parking lot outside the restaurant, Tim ran wild and got missing.
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When mom went back home in the evening, I was as tired as a dog.
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As soon as we got to the large parking lot outside the restaurant, Tim ran wild and got missing.
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| 性格 | 勤劳，从不介意为班级多做一些额外工作，乐于助人； |
| 喜好 | 最喜欢电影明星成龙，认为他是世界上最有天赋的演员之一，喜欢买与他有关的书籍，CD等； |
| 麻烦 | 无法做到既认真学习又有时间从事自己的爱好，父母不理解他，只关心考试后的分数。 |
| 心愿 | (1)…; (2) … |
My name is David.
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One of my leachers once asked my class what our favorite memory was. My leacher asked for the moment in which “you fell the best; you fell that you had the world in the palms of your hand.” Some described amazing awards; other described winning a tournament. My answer, however, invited giggles and hesitant smiles. Why? Because I felt the best when I first learned how to ride my bike at thirteen. I didn’t mind my classmates’ stares and mockery, because I knew there was more to the story.
My elder sister and I shared a typical sisterly relationship: we couldn’t stand each other. I was an annoyance to her. Any sort of conversation we had usually ended up fighting. Gradually, I started to learn to be totally indifferent; perhaps the silent treatment would get more approval. I was wrong. We soon fell into a sad pattern. I avoided her, and she ignored me. Deep inside, it hurt. So that was how it was between us. She was only a sister in name. I truly believed that we would forever be apart, two housemates without conversation, two strangers without warmth.
I still remember the day I learned to ride a bike. I had received the bike that Christmas, which was great, until I realized that I had no idea how to ride it. My mom had long abandoned any attempt to teach me. I had proven to be a frustrating student. I took it upon myself to learn, a little bit each day. It was no different. I was coming to the end of my daily one-hour torture(折磨). I was so frustrated that I threw my bike aside and began to cry.
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I guess that was what caused my sister to come outside.
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“I made it,” I exclaimed with delight.
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My name is Maeli. I am so lucky, because I have Lizzy Jo. She is my cousin and my friend! We are close. We talk about everything from our dreams, our sad things to the things we value most such as her beautiful bracelets (手链) and my beads (有孔的珠子).
Yesterday our teacher brought out a big box just before the last bell rang. “I have a little gift for each of you,” she said. Then she gave each of us a perfect popcorn ball. Each popcorn ball was in clear bag that was tied with a ribbon (丝带). Just that little ribbon made the gift look so fancy! Sometimes, it’s the tiny details that make things special.
I happen to have a great appreciation for popcorn balls, so I was pleased. Lizzy Jo and I rode the bus home. The moment I was off the bus, I untied the ribbon and put it into my pocket. Then I took the popcorn ball out of the plastic bag. I didn’t even stop walking. Unfortunately, my feet were in a big hurry to get home, and sometimes when feet are in a hurry, they trip.
My feet tripped. I fell. And my perfect popcorn ball dropped right into a dirty puddle (水坑). I was okay, but my popcorn ball wasn’t. Have you ever seen a perfect popcorn ball in a dirty puddle? It isn’t something that you want to take a photo of and frame and keep forever.
I looked at my popcorn ball. That moment definitely was NOT the time to use the two second rule. Last week at my grandma’s house I used the two second rule. I accidentally dropped my cookie on her floor. I picked it up REALLY fast, and I admit that I ate that cookie. But this was a very different situation. This involved a puddle.
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I wanted to cry.
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I went to my room and opened my box of beautiful beads.
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For me, growth begins immediately after I am able to accept my mistakes and admit team efforts.
When I was elected president of student union, campus officials congratulated me saying I was quite adequate for the job. Before long, we had built a community of people who liked climbing the mountain near our campus. We started out with a small group of hikers, and then the number of participants increased.
One day on campus, I met a woman in a wheelchair called Grace. I asked her if she had ever been to the top of the mountain. She said she hadn’t and she would never. I told her to stay positive and not to give up admiring the beauty of the summit. Grace agreed to have a go. We all took turns grabbing a corner of her chair as we carried her 1. 7 miles to the top. This was probably one of the most magical and deeply meaningful things I did in college.
With the support of my community and hikers, no one was surprised that I had won the election. The first thing I did as president was hang a sign outside the Associated Students office that read, “Under New Management!” I was proud of my coming accomplishment.
Absolute power changed me absolutely. My ego, my arrogance and my pride were out of control. I began speaking down to people, demanding they listen to me because I thought I knew what was best. Seldom did I join the hikers to climb the mountain, arguing it was a waste of time. My friends and supporters tried to communicate to me that I had changed, that I was abusing my position, but I wasn’t listening.
A public conflict with the female vice president about where to build a coffeehouse opened the floodgates for others who were upset with me. They claimed that I had made wrong decisions and that I was unqualified for the job. “Resign! Resign!” the posters of their requests would soon be everywhere on campus. My whole world collapsed. I couldn’t figure out why a wonderfully enriching experience as president suddenly turned into one of my worst nightmares.
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Several days later, I caught sight of a familiar figure in the wheelchair, peering at my poster.
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I went to the campus lawn, began to admit my mistakes in public and promised that I had learned my lesson.
__________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________When I was a little boy, my family wasn’t the well-off one. Mom and Dad could initially afford three meals a day and my school lunch, but that changed after Dad had a stroke (中风). He was unable to work, so Mom became the family breadwinner.
I felt terrible about my family’s situation, so I told Mom I’d lend her a hand and stop going to school until Dad could work. But Mom refused. “If you want to help us, Hector,” she said, “don’t give up on school.”
I was missing out on many things my peers had but that didn’t hurt me. What hurt me was that while everyone else was eating lunch at school, I would sit in the playground. “It’s OK!” I would assure myself. “I’m not hungry!”
One day, I left class during lunch break and went to my usual spot in the playground. Then, I saw a lunchbox there. “Delicious!” read the note next to it. I looked around, thinking someone had left it there by accident, but there was no one around. I was hungry, so I opened the box, and there was a delicious sandwich and a cookie inside.
I knew what I did next was wrong, but I ran away with the sandwich and cookie, leaving the empty box behind. I hid somewhere and wolfed the food down, and it was so… yummy! I felt bad about eating someone else’s lunch, but I was starving. “I’m sorry,” I said quietly, thinking the lunchbox wasn’t for me. But the next day, the box was there again, and it was again there the day after that. I ate from it one more time, but then I stopped. Why? Because it seemed like the wrong thing to do.
Then, one day, as I was about to leave the classroom for the playground, the whole class surrounded me. “Hector, why did you stop eating from the lunchbox?” my friend Tom asked me. “It’s the food that everyone saves for you!” “You left the lunchbox?” I asked in tears. “Why?”
“That’s the best way to help you,” said one of my classmates, Stacey.
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Seeing my surprised look, Stacey put his arms around me and continued to explain.
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I always loved the movies. It didn’t even matter if I went to see them alone. In the movies, nothing seemed impossible: I became the star of the cheerleading team who leads her team to victory, or the teenager who bridges the gap between the races at her high school, or even the young woman who falls in love with a handsome nobleman from the nineteenth century. And I would always live happily ever after.
In fact, I liked to pretend what was happening on-screen was happening in my own life as well. I liked the happy endings, the perfect happy endings. I wanted my life to be like that, happy and wonderful. I wanted to escape the stress of family and friends and school. My only escape from the reality that trapped me was heading for a movie theatre.
I hadn’t always been this way. As a young girl I was outgoing and friendly, and even involved in after-school activities. High school was different, though. I became quiet and withdrawn.
My parents were worried about me. They urged me to call old friends or get more involved with school. After promising my parents a thousand times that I would call one of my old friends, I finally agreed. The only number I knew by heart was Sarah’s, so I called her. Sarah herself was pretty close to perfect: straight-A student, class president, off to Yale in the fall, beautiful, sweet, brilliant. We decided to meet fora pizza lunch.
We ate and talked and caught up on old times. I told her how difficult it had been for me in the past few years and how unbearable the pressure had been. “I wish my life was the way it is in the movies,” I sighed, “I would be so much easier.” I looked down through my fingers, face in my hands. “I understand,” she said. I looked up at her, questioning her with my eyes.
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She explained she used to escape her realities by doing the same thing.
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