Tim had high respect for his father, Mike, who was also his teacher. With a burning sense of responsibility, Mike loved his job so much that he always went the extra mile.
In the very early morning, Tim could always see Mike busy with breakfast for him. Later on, they went to school together to accompany the students to greet a new day of learning. At table, Mike exchanged what he knew in school with Tim. Typically, Mike would always wear a shiny smile for the funny moments; frown for his students’ problems or challenges. At that moment, Tim did feel his father’s passion for the class.
Having finished the housework and said goodnight to Tim, Mike, eventually, sat at his desk peacefully and buried himself in what he enjoyed. In the delicate light of a lamp, he made preparations for the next day, trying to make what students found boring in the textbook come to life.
Sometimes, Mike worried Tim might be envious of the attention he gave to other children. However, Tim didn’t complain about it. Instead, he admired his dedication and love. It was one of the qualities that made Mike such a fantastic father.
Tim liked making videos of activities in daily life, and kept his camera handy in case there was any opportunity to capture footage (捕捉片段). Also, he captured some of Mike’s.
One weekend, Tim approached Mike’s room, hoping to get advice on making videos for the next class meeting themed Love, only to find Mike staring at the photos of his students on the wall, a little upset.
“What happened?” Tim asked as he stepped into Mike’s room.
“You know, some of your classmates recently have been rebellious (叛逆的). Despite discipline and heartfelt communications, they’re still breaking rules, skipping classes and complaining about my strictness. Though I could be demanding sometimes, I’m concerned about them. ” Mike sighed.
Thinking of his upsetting classmates who couldn’t sense Mike’s efforts, Tim decided to try to do his part in helping Mike out in secret. With an idea flashing into his mind, he knew what the video was about.
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Tim started working on the video.
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The students, along with Mike got surprised when the video came to an end.
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The park bench was deserted as I sat down to read beneath the long, straggly branches of an old willow tree. Frustrated by life with good reason to frown, for the world was intended to drag me down.
And if that weren’t enough to ruin my day, a young boy out of breath approached me, all tired from play. He stood right before me with his head hanging down and said with great excitement, “Look what I found!”
In his hand was a flower, and what a pitiful sight, with its petals (花瓣) all worn — not enough rain, or too little light. Wanting him to take his dead flower and go off to play, I faked a small smile and then turned to the other side.
But instead of leaving, he sat next to my side and placed the flower to his nose and declared, “It really smells pretty and it’s beautiful, too. That’s why I picked it. Here, it’s for you.”
The weed before me was dying or dead. Not vibrant of colors, orange, yellow or red. But I knew I must take it, or he might never leave .So I reached for the flower, and replied, “Just what I need.” But instead of placing the flower in my hand, he held it in mid-air without reason or plan. It was then that I noticed for the first time, that weed-toting boy could not see: he was blind.
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I heard my voice quiver, and my tears shone like the sun.
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Perhaps from his heart, he’d been blessed with true sight.
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The other day I was travelling to San Antonio by train to visit my sister. The train was a little crowded and there was a young man sitting next to the window. Since it was a hot day, I wanted that window seat more than anything else at that time. As a young lady, I thought the young man would give me the seat if I asked him. So I smiled at him and asked whether he could give up his seat and take another one. To my surprise, he said that he needed that seat and refused my request. I had no choice but to take the seat next to him.
The train was crossing station after station. The weather was so hot that the scenery(风景) outside the window could not attract my interest I had nothing to do, so I started to focus my attention on the young man and stare at him up and down. He wore a blue shirt and there was a shawl(披巾) on his legs. He did not even rise from his seat once, which made me feel a little bit strange. Moreover, only a madman would use a shawl in such hot weather, I thought.
After the five-hour long journey, the train arrived at the final stop. I picked up my bag and stood up, waiting for the door to open. I gave a neglectful (不经意的) look at the young man and asked, “The train has arrived at the final station. Are you not getting off?” Hearing my words, he began to smile at me and said in a calm voice, “Someone has to come for me and take me off the train because I can’t do it by myself. ”I gave my full attention to his legs, only to find there was nothing under that shawl!
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The man was a disabled person.
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After hearing his story, I could not meet his eyes any more.
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One day, the boy was preparing himself for a running competition in his small native village. He and two other young boys were to compete. A large crowd had gathered to witness the competition and a wise old man, upon hearing of the little boy, had traveled far to see it too.
The race started. The boy showed his determination, strength and power and he was first. The crowd cheered and waved at the boy. The wise man remained still and calm. The little boy, however, felt proud and important.
A second race was called, and two new young challengers came forward to run with the little boy. The little boy finished first once again. The crowd again cheered and waved at the boy. The wise man expressed no opinion. The little boy, however, felt proud and important.
“Another race, another race!” shouted the little boy. The wise old man stepped forward and presented the little boy with two new challengers, a frail old lady and a blind man. “What is this?” asked the little boy. “Race!” said the wise man. The race was started and the boy was the only finisher. The little boy raised his arms in delight. The crowd, however, was silent showing no happiness. “What has happened? Why don’t they join in my success?” he asked the wise old man. “Race again, ” replied the wise man. “This time, all three of you, finish together,” continued the wise man.
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The little boy thought a little,
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“Old man, I don’t understand! Who are the crowd cheering for? Which one of us?” asked the little boy.
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A Simple Thank You
I have been in the teaching profession for more than thirty years, and one of the best teachers I have ever known was Mr Rowe. I was lucky enough to co-teach fourth grade with him.
Mr Rowe had infinite patience and understanding and I learned so much from watching him. He could perform miracles, like the one he performed with Steven, one of the unhappiest kids I ever saw. Steven couldn't stand school. He didn't like being picked last for kickball. He didn't like the kids who raised their hands and knew all the answers, and most importantly, he didn't like himself.
The first day he walked into Mr Rowe's classroom, he ignored the other students, looking angry and annoyed, and slid into his chair, knocking a couple of textbooks onto the floor.
Mr Rowe walked over to him and touched Steven's shoulder, but Steven pulled away. Nevertheless, Mr Rowe welcomed him: "Hi, Steven. I'm happy you are in my class. We are gonna have a great year." Steven looked around the room as if Mr Rowe must be mistaken. No teacher in his right mind would want Steven to be part of his classroom.
So, while Mr Rowe seemed cheerful and relaxed that day of school, it seemed like Steven was angry and confused.
That day after classes, Mr Rowe chose Steven to pitch the kickball at recess. "Hey, Steven," Mr Rowe commented, "you are good at pitching. Let me show you my secret trick." Mr Rowe taught Steven one of the tricks that not a single kid could perform. Steven learned fast and did quite well! Everyone cheered for him!
After the kickball, Steven sat as closer to Mr Rowe in classes as he could. When a question was asked, Steven lit up; he knew the answer! He raised his hands, when he answered the question, his voice shook. However, he got the answer right! He said, with Mr Rowe, his days of the fourth grade promised wonderful.
That is not to say that every day went smoothly, but it was evident that Steven grew to love Mr Rowe more and more with each passing day.
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Time passed quickly that year, and before we all knew it, it was the last day of school.
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Many years later, Mr Rowe and I were surprised when a handsome young man walked into our classroom, dressed in the Marine Corps（海军）uniform.
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Nellie and I have been best friends for if long as I can remember. We were born only a few days apart, so every year we planned a combined birthday. When we were in seventh grade, our moms said we could invite boys to our party.
We were writing out the invitation list when my mom came up. “What about inviting John?” Mom asked.
John had been in our class for only two months, but he got better grades in math and science than anyone else in class. He was a loner, though, and hadn’t made many friends.
I wrinkled my nose. “Mom, he wears the same pants every day. How could he even afford a costume?”
“The same pants?” Mom frowned.
“Yes. Brown corduroy ones” I sighed.
After school the next day, as Nellie and I were cutting paper for decorations, Mom handed me an envelope.
“Nellie's mom and I thought it’d be nice for you two to give this to John,” Mom said as she headed back to her office.
I opened the envelope delicately. Inside was a gift certificate for our favorite department store. Staring at the certificate in shock, we both knew how many cute clothes that would buy.
“So, are we going to hand it to him?” I asked.
“How embarrassing that would be!” Nellie said.
Indeed, John would be ashamed if we gave him money for clothes. “What if we slip it into his desk when no one is looking?” I proposed.
“He’d probably give it to the teacher, and then we’d have to say it was for him in front of the whole class.” Nellie rolled her eyes. More embarrassing. We had to think of something else.
“I have an idea.” Nellie snatched the envelope.
“What?”
“I won't tell you.” Nellie sang as she ran away.
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For days I watched Nellie and John carefully.
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John finally came in a dingy shirt, with the same brown corduroy pants.
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It was the last game of the season between the yellow team and the blue team. Cali had been playing soccer all summer. She really enjoyed running around with the other players in her bright blue uniform, kicking the black and white ball across the grassy field. Much though Cali tried, she still had not scored one single goal.
“Don’t give up,” said her coach. Before each game, he showed Cali and her team how to pass the ball to each other and take shots at the goal. Cali was pretty good at passing the ball, but she couldn’t kick the ball past the goalkeeper. She wondered if she should give up soccer forever.
“Don’t give up,” said her teammates. Some had been playing soccer for a couple of years, and some were new to the game just like her. “You just need to keep trying and you will get better.” So Cali stayed on the team and did her best.
“Don’t give up,” said Aunt Lisa. But it was half-time, and Cali was feeling frustrated (泄气的). She had been trying! Every time she got a chance to kick the ball, it would go in the wrong direction or a player from the other team would take control of it.
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The break was over and the referee (裁判员) asked the players to start the game again.
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She was woken from her daydream by some music that was definitely not hip-hop.
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An odd thing happened to Arthur when he was on the way to work one day. As he walked along the First National Bank, he heard the sound of someone trying to start a car. He tried again and again but couldn’t get the car moving. Arthur turned and looked inside at the face of a young man who looked worried. Authur stopped and asked “It looks like you’ve got a problem,” Arthur said.
“I’m afraid so. I’m in a big hurry and I can’t start my car.”
“Is there something I can do to help?” Arthu asked. The young man looked at the two suitcases in the back seat and then said, “Thanks. If you’re sure it wouldn’t be too much trouble, you could help me get these suitcases into a taxi.”
“No trouble at all. I’d be glad to help.” The young man got out and took one of the suitcases from the back seat. After putting it on the ground, he turned to get the other one. Just as Arthur picked up the first suitcase and started walking, he heard the long loud noise of an alarm (警报).
It was from the bank. There had been a robbery (抢劫)!
Now the air around the bank was filled with the sound of an alarm and the shouts of people running from all directions. Cars stopped and the passengers joined the crowd in front of the bank. People asked each other, “What happened?” But everyone had a different answer.
Arthur, still carrying the suitcase, turned to look at the bank and saw a young woman walking towards him. She looked at the suitcase and then at him. Arthur was surprised, “Why is she looking at me like that?” He thought. “The suitcase! She thinks I’m the bank robber!” He became frightened, and without another thought, he started to run.
As he was running with the suitcase, Arthur heard the young man shouting behind, “Stop, stop! My money”,
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___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________When Marco was a boy, he tried everything to get his father’s love and attention. He worked hard to earn exceptional marks; he tried to be obedient, he chose inspiring friends and always tried to behave well. However, it felt to Marco that his father had little time for him. Except for his demands around chores after school, communication was nonexistent. It seemed to Marco the only time his dad ever spoke to him was to be demanding or critical. Marco sank further into his low self-esteem and was overwhelmed with feeling unappreciated, inadequate and depressed.
One day his father, already tired after a long day, tripped over Marco’s bike in the garage. The angry quarrel that followed left Marco feeling grieved. It seemed no matter how hard he tried he could never do anything right. In despair Marco blurted out, “That’s it! It’s enough!”
For two days, Marco felt so miserable. All he could think of was wanting to leave this enormous pain, those overwhelming feelings of rejection and unworthiness.
Two days later, his aunt called him. To Marco, this seemed like a miracle. Aunt Ginette usually only called once a year, on his birthday. She said she had just seen some young teenagers participate in a public speaking contest called Gala Personnalité sponsored by Club Optimiste—and she thought about him. She thought he should give it a try. She told him she firmly believed he could perform on stage like the other kids, since she had seen him perform for the family at Christmas.
Marco was startled, and not a little taken aback. Him? Onstage? In a public speaking contest? To agree would be contrary to his entire shy, timid personality. But Aunt Ginette was so confident. She seemed really serious. She was sure it was something he could do. She truly believed in him.
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Feeling her strong belief, Marco agreed to enter the contest.
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Four months later, the big night arrived.
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She was dancing. My crippled(跛脚的) grandmother was dancing. I stood in the living room doorway absolutely shocked.
I heard her sing when I opened the door but did not want to interrupt the beautiful song, so I just tiptoed (用脚尖走）to the living room. I looked at how her body bent beautifully, her arms greeting the sunlight that was pouring through the window. And her legs.... Those legs that had stiffly (僵硬地) walked with a cane (拐杖）now obeyed her perfectly with beautiful dancing shoes! No limping! No stiffness! Just beautiful, fluid motion! She used to be the pet of the dancing world but later she’d had her accident and it was all over. I had read that in an old newspaper.
She turned around in a slow circle and saw me standing in the doorway. Her song and beautiful movements ended. The sudden silence rang in my ears. Grandma looked so much like a kid caught with her hand in a cookie jar that I couldn’t help myself, and a slightly nervous laughter escaped. Grandma sighed and turned toward the kitchen. I followed her, not believing my eyes. She was walking with no difficulties in her beautiful shoes. We sat down by the table and cut ourselves big pieces of her delicious peach pie.
“So ....” I asked “ how did your leg heal (治愈) ?”
“To tell you the truth --my legs have been well all my life ,” she said.
“But I don’t understand!” I said. “Your dancing career..... I mean.... You pretended all these years?”
“Very much so,” Grandmother closed her eyes and tasted the peach pie, “and for a very good reason.”
“What reason ?”
“ Your grandfather .”
“You mean he told you not to dance ?”
“No, this was my choice. I am sure I would have lost him if I had continued dancing. I weighed fame and love against each other and love won.”
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She thought for a while and then continued.
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By now I had forgotten about the pie and listened to grandma , fascinated.
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