At noon that day, I drove back to my house after the performance. Just as I entered the living room, I heard a gentle sound coming from the bedroom upstairs — it was the sound of my favorite violin.
“Thief!”
I rushed upstairs. Sure enough, as expected, a boy of about 11 years old was petting my violin. The boy had messy hair and a thin face, his over-sized coat seemingly filled with something. At first glance, I found a new pair of shoes missing. It seemed that he was surely a thief.
Then, I saw his eyes full of fear and despair. My anger was immediately replaced by a smile. I asked, “Are you Mr. Tom’s nephew, Michael? I’m his housekeeper. Two days ago, I heard his nephew living in the countryside will come. It must be you. You’re really like him!”
On hearing my words, the boy was first astonished, but then quickly said, “Has my uncle gone out? I think I’d better first go out for a walk and visit him again in a little while.”
I nodded and asked the boy who was preparing to put down the violin, “Do you like to play the violin so much?”
“Yes, but I’m so poor that I can’t afford it.” the boy replied.
“Then, I can give this violin to you.” The boy looked at me questioningly, but he picked up the violin.
Going out to the living room, he suddenly saw on the wall my huge color photo in which I performed in the Sydney Opera House. He involuntarily trembled for a moment and ran out without looking back.
I was sure that the boy had understood what happened, because no one would decorate the living room with the housekeeper’s photo.
A few years later, I was invited to be a judge at a music competition of senior high school students. Fascinated by the gentle sound of one participant, I was wholeheartedly impressed by his wonderful performance and solid strength. As I flicked my eyes up to glance at the performer, I was so astonished to see a thin face, so familiar, yet now lit up with joy and confidence. The “thief”! For an instant, I was amazed that the kindness I offered to cover the boy’s misconduct would make such a big difference!
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After the competition, “Michael” ran to me, holding a violin box.
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Emily White was born seventeen years ago. She was born with many physical issues affecting her tiny body. Some of her organs, bones and muscles were out of shape. No one expected her to survive. She did make it, but she had a strange figure that everyone could recognize, even from a distance.
In Emily’s hometown, there was a yearly outdoor performance in the school auditorium (观众席) at Christmas. It had been performed for so many years that it had become one of the most important events of the Christmas season for many of the townsfolk. Each year, many people tried out for the show, but most were turned away. Only the best performers were invited to take part.
Emily had a beautiful singing voice. Last year, she asked Mrs. Owens, her music teacher, if she could join in the performance. Without letting her sing, Mrs. Owens took a look at Emily’s body and said, “Child, you just don’t fit. Everyone would stare at you and that would make you uncomfortable. It would make them uncomfortable too.”
Mrs. Owens sent Emily back through the door of the choral (合唱队的) room without even hearing her sing a single note. Hurt and upset, Emily decided never to try out again. But then Mrs. Owens retired, and the following school year, a new music teacher arrived, named Mr. Butler.
He had heard about Emily and suggested that she give it a try.
Emily didn’t want to be refused again, so she was a little hesitant to say yes. As Emily struggled with her decision, the door was pushed open and Mr. Butler said, “Emily, you’re next.” Although she was nervous, Emily did as Mr. Butler told her to do. Mr. Butler sat by the piano to accompany Emily. When Emily finished her test performance, she thanked Mr Butler and knew the result would be posted on the door of the choral room the next day.
Emily couldn’t sleep that night. She was worried that she would never fit in. By the next morning, the stress was too much to bear and she started to feel sick.
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The next day, Emily nervously glanced at the list on the door of the choral room.
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Finally, the day of performance came.
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Thomas Mayfield had a major problem to solve in his fifth-grade classroom. “I’m not good at adding. I don’t know how to regroup or borrow. I’m not good at subtracting (减法). Or I don’t know my facts yet, and I’m a fifth-grader,” Mayfield’s students used to tell him. The 42-year-old math teacher from Fort Worth, Texas, took their frustrations to heart. Mayfield knew it was important to try something new, especially because most of his students were also struggling outside of the classroom. Single-parent homes, low financial stability... a lot of that was going on.
Mayfield teaches at Title I school, where at least 40% of students are economically disadvantaged. He grew up going to these types of schools in Fort Worth, too. As a child, he loved to go to school, but always had great difficulty with the study of math. Besides, due to the fact that he had to take much time to help deal with the family’s financial situation, it seemed harder for him and children in similar situations to learn some subjects, especially math, well.
To reach students in a way that was familiar and inviting, he brought rap music to the classroom. He even made some videos, in one of which he played an instrumental beat to Luniz’s song I Got 5 on It. This got his students excited, even crazy. Then they started to rap about decimal point (小数点). “Now let’s break this thing down,” rapped Mayfield and students in the video.
Let’s start with the tenths
Like a dime (1角硬币) to a dollar, there’s 1 out of 10
Then we move to the hundredths, one part out of many
One out of 100, we call that a penny
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They rapped and made popular music videos with thousands of views about math, and motivational songs like passing the big end-of-year exam.
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Learning math through music has been a successful strategy.__________________________
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Pareece Morehouse is one of Mayfield’s former students._____________________________
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The bustling heart of Boston seemed to stretch on endlessly, much like the hardships that had befallen a woman named Ara Bolster. For two long years, Bolster had been homeless. Every day was a struggle for survival. Every night was a battle against hopelessness. Bolster would often find herself in tears, her gaze lost in the labyrinth (迷宫) of city streets. “I had been in tears, thinking to myself,” she recalled later, “‘God, when is the tide going to turn?’”
But little did she know that her tide was about to turn in the most unexpected way.
Despite her circumstances, Bolster had always loved to sing. On occasion, she would find comfort in her voice, using it to drown out the noise of the city and the clamor (喧闹)of her own troubles. One day, as she sang on a street corner, her voice caught the ear of a stranger.
Matt Shearer, a radio news reporter, had been out covering another story but found himself captivated by the woman’s song. There was something raw and real in her voice that touched him deeply. He approached Bolster and struck up a conversation, sensing that there was a greater story here than the one he had initially set out to find.
As they talked, Bolster shared with Shearer what mattered most to her — a song she had written during her darkest hours. The lyrics were scribbled (潦草地写) on a piece of cardboard that had once served as her mattress (床垫) at night. The melody existed only in her mind, but it was a tune that held great significance for her. This song was not just words; it was her life story, her pain, her joy, and her hope all rolled into one powerful anthem (赞歌).
Shearer was moved by Bolster’s passion for her music and her desire to share it with the world. He knew deep down that he could help make this dream a reality. With connections in the music industry and a strong sense of purpose, Shearer vowed to help Bolster record her song professionally.
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A few days later, Shearer drove her to a destination that would change her life forever — a recording studio.
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With Shearer’s backing, Bolster uploaded her creation to Bandcamp, a platform where independent artists can shine.
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One winter Sunday, my little sister, Colleen,and I built the greatest snowman ever. We gave him a carrot nose, beautiful hat, cozy scarf and gloves. He was a masterpiece(杰作).
The next morning when looking outside, we smiled lovingly at him over our meal. We gave him a high-five as we passed by on our way to school. A lot of kids went past our house, so he was the hot topic at our school that morning. It was our pride!
The day dragged on until finally we could rush home. But as our yard came into sight, we saw something wrong. The snowman was gone! We only found a broken stick here, a torn glove there and balls of snow everywhere. Worst of all, the snowman’s once-proud carrot nose lay limp (无力的) and half-eaten.
What had happened? We were both astonished and angry. But then, we were only kids, who wouldn’t have anything taking away our happiness. Actually we knew only one thing: Our snowman would rise again.And so we rebuilt him.
The next day we came home to find another mess on the front lawn(草坪). For the rest of the week, the destruction was repeated daily. Each afternoon we’d return to find our snowman had fallen apart, and then we built again.
By Saturday morning, we had a plan. We borrowed a really big bucket (水桶) from Mom, filled it with water and left it outside. The next morning, it was frozen solid.We packed snow all around the ice block as the base (底座)of the snowman. Then we built the other parts of it once again. The trap was set, and we waited for the snowman bullies(破坏者)to come.
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Hiding behind the window, we soon saw what we were waiting for.
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Seeing their pained look, we couldn’t help laughing.
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In a small community located at a suburb of Exeter, a disheartening issue had been troubling the neighborhood for years. The once pleasant surroundings were ruined by piles of waste that seemed to multiply with each passing day. Residents were growing tired of the worsening environment, leading many to abandon their homes in search of cleaner neighborhoods. It was in this terrible situation that two young students, Emma and Mia, decided to take matters into their own hands.
Emma and Mia were classmates and best friends from Phillips Exeter Academy, both passionate about environmental preservation and deeply concerned about the pollution crisis their community was facing. Witnessing more and more neighbors’ leaving, they knew they couldn’t stand by any longer. Determined to bring about a change, they undertook a mission that would soon catch the attention of the entire community.
Their journey began with thorough research and planning. The two girls searched carefully on the Internet for information on environmental initiatives and connected with local environmentalists. They organized meetings with residents to understand the issues at hand, collecting data on the types of waste, the sources, and the areas most affected. Armed with this knowledge, Emma and Mia worked out a comprehensive plan and announced it to ask for opinions from the residents. Surprisingly it was strongly supported.
Their strategy was twofold. First, they initiated a waste classification and recycling program. They distributed recycling bins(回收箱) to every household and educated the community about the importance of responsible waste management. Soon, the streets began to show signs of improvement as the volume of garbage inappropriately thrown away decreased gradually.
The second part of their plan was more ambitious. Emma and Mia gathered volunteers from their school and the neighborhood to take part in a massive clean-up campaign. Armed with gloves and trash(垃圾)bags, they began systematically clearing the waste from the streets, parks, and even the local bodies of water. Their firm commitment and hard work inspired others to join the cause.
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Half a year later, the changes were significant.
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A new chimney was going to be built on Grandpa’s house, and the boys were in a state of great excitement. They were always excited when something was going on. “This would be splendid,” Wayne said.
“Mike is coming, you know, to mix the mud and carry it up the ladder to the builder. He will tell us stories in the mornings,” Wayne told Casper.
“Yes,” said Casper, “and, Wayne, let us go get his tools and play we are his helpers, carrying his tools for him. Come on.” “Come on!” shouted Wayne. “The tools are placed against the kitchen wall, where he left them when he brought the things over.” On the way to the kitchen, they saw Grandpa bringing old Molly, their finest horse, to the big, blue cart (马车). That meant a beautiful ride down to the farmland. The boys forgot all about playing tool carriers. They climbed in and rode away.
“Mike is coming tomorrow, you know, Grandpa, and the builder,” said Casper. But dear old Grandpa shook his white head.
“Not tomorrow, boys. You will have to wait a bit longer. I sent word to the builder and Mike last night that they couldn’t come for a few weeks longer. I have decided to put off building the chimney.”
Both the boys were disappointed.
Grandpa did not speak again at once. He was driving old Molly carefully out at the side of the cart road. The boys saw a little crippled (跛脚的) butterfly in the wheel track trying hard to spread its wings. That was why Grandpa turned off (拐弯). Grandpa’s big heart had room enough in it for every live thing.
Back in the track again, further on, Grandpa said:“When we get home, boys, I will show you why we have to wait for the new chimney. You will agree with me, I know.” And Grandpa’s eyes shone.
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“A little bird told me,” he said, and that was all the boys found out until they got home.
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And there, on a little nest of mud, lined with some dry grass, and resting on the bricks, sat a little bird!
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