I used to work in a preschool for one and a half years, teaching the class for 2-year-olds. There was a head teacher and two assistant teachers(including me)in our class.
Maybe 8 months into my work, we had a new student named Jack, who was nearly 3 years old but hardly knew any words. In fact when he arrived, the only words he would say were “hi” and “no”. Based on our working experience, we suspected his parents just never interacted with him at home.
Every morning, Jack’s mom would drop him off with a totally blank expression. The moment they arrived, Jack would start crying, holding onto the hand or leg of his mother, who would just struggle to get the boy off her, saying “Let me go, Jack.” and then walk away without a look back. When she picked him up in the afternoon, Jack would run up to show her something but she would simply stare blankly at him and say “Let’s go, Jack.” If the teachers reported anything to her, she’d say “I see.” “Mhmm.”, giving us the same absent look.
Jack’s dad rarely came and he was just as bad. He obviously had an anger problem. Anytime he heard something negative had happened, he would turn red, stare angrily at his son and just say “HUH. Well. We will deal with it.” in such a cold voice.
As a result, the boy, who longed desperately for attention and love, was always bad-tempered (坏脾气). He would run, kick, hit, and even sometimes bite other kids. And when he did it he would laugh and turn to us to look for a reaction. We criticized and punished him again and again, but it didn’t work at all. After his second week, the lead teacher decided to talk to his mom about it. His mom just shrugged (耸肩), it off, gave that blank look and said, “Oh yeah, Jack is a handful (难管的人). I just can’t help it. ”The teachers were all shocked.
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Having handled Jack for two months, we adjusted our approach.
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To our great joy, Jack gradually changed.
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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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In a meeting room, I faced the judges seated behind a table holding my fate in their hands. These same judges had rejected me twice before. This was my last chance. Would it finally be my_turn?
“Tell us, Jason,” one judge said, “why do you want to be Pistol Pete?” That summer I watched a cowboy football game. I was attracted by Pistol Pete. He was larger than our body. He could get everyone in the entire stadium on their feet shouting “Come on!” and make sure they had fun. Being the mascot (吉祥物) fit my personality. I loved getting attention — and a laugh. I didn't have the leg or the speed to play football. But no one could top me when it came to school spirit.
I entered a national high school mascot competition and finished twelfth. When tryouts (选拔) for Pistol Pete were announced during my first year at university, my academic adviser encouraged me to work hard at the mascot training. Then came the interview with the judges. The main question was, “Why do you want to be Pistol Pete？”
“Because I’ve been training for this all my life,” I told the judges.
The judges gathered the candidates to announce their decision. They'd selected two students. I could only watch as those two students jumped into the air.
I talked about my dream to my co-workers at my part-time job, and they were behind me 100 percent. When tryouts came the following spring, I was more than ready. Then I stepped before the judges again.
“You know me from last year,” I said. “You know how badly I want this. And you know how good I’d be.” I thought it was a done deal that I’d spend my senior year being Pistol Pete, living my dream.
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The judges didn’t call my name.
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I still remember how nervous I felt doing some things for the first time. You’d think that after a lot of first times the butterflies-in-stomach feeling would disappear. But here’s what happened a month ago.
“Please come to the chess club tomorrow,” Mareya said to me. “I know you’re going to love it!” “I’ve never even played chess (国际象棋),” I said. “It seems super hard.”
“I went last week, and it was extremely fun!” said Mareya. “Really?” I said, not convinced.
“Really. Also, the club needs more people to keep it going.” Mareya smiled.
“Listen. If you try it, I’ll do my silly rabbit dance in the middle of recess (课间休息).” I laughed. “In front of everyone? It’s a deal (交易)!”
When I arrived at home. I searched our game shelves. Finally, at the very bottom of the pile (堆), I found a tattered (破旧的) box with a chessboard and plastic chess pieces. I read the instructions (说明) carefully. Knights, rooks, bishops, pawns, a king, and a queen — each piece had a special starting place and its own way of moving. My heart sank. I couldn’t possibly memorize all the rules in time. Everyone in the chess club was going to think I was inexperienced!
That night, I dreamed I was in a chess game, and the queens, kings, and knights were laughing at me. Even the knights’ horses were snickering (窃笑)! The next day, I told Mareya I was having second thoughts.
“Please don’t back out (打退堂鼓),” she said. “Remember our deal.”
“I would like to see your silly rabbit dance,” I said, smiling.
After school, I found the chess club’s meeting room and went inside. I looked around, but Mareya was nowhere in sight! To make matters worse, I didn’t know a single person in the room. Butterflies filled my stomach (局促不安) as I started to head toward the door.
“Hi!” said a friendly woman. “I’m Ms. Martinez.”
“I’m Arizona,” I said. “I was supposed to meet a friend, but I don’t see her. I’d better get going.” “Well, as long as you’re here, why don’t you sit with Joe and Jess and watch their game?”
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I didn’t want to be rude, so I sat down.
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I grew up in a large family of twelve siblings (兄弟姐妹). We weren’t poor by most standards, but things were definitely hard for us. Back in those days, hot-lunch was a luxury for the wealthier kids, and hot-lunch buyers sat separately from the students who brought cold lunch. My siblings and I brought lunch from home every day: thick slices of homemade bread, three cookies and a small apple. We would look on longingly as the rich kids proudly sat down with their hot-lunch. I never said anything, but my first grade teacher, Mrs. Caruso, must have seen the desire in my eyes. One day she quietly pressed a note into my hand and whispered, “Give this to your mother.”
I hurried home and gave my mom the note. She read it and smiled. “Well, Mrs. Caruso said because of all your hard work, she wants to buy your lunch tomorrow.” The next day, I proudly carried my tray of chicken across the cafeteria and took my seat at the hot-lunch table. Honestly, the food wasn’t as great as I had imagined, but I was still very happy because of Mrs. Caruso’s kindness.
One rainy day, Mrs. Caruso asked me to stay after school. My stomach instantly dropped to the floor. Did she know I hadn’t finished my math homework? After the other students had left, Mrs. Caruso said she was going to finish her work and drive me home. It was raining, and she knew I had a long walk. We pulled up to my house and she got out, putting a few bags on the porch. “Tell your mom I had a few extra things for her," she said. Then she drove away. Inside the bags were clothes, toys, and books.
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That summer day, Mrs. Caruso invited me and my siblings to her home.
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The experiences made a great difference in my life.
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Early in my teaching career, I heard countless excuses — most of them made up, many of them amusing — for why students didn’t have their homework. And, yes, “the dog ate it” was one of them. As time passed, I grew tired of hearing “I don’t have my homework because...”. So I quit accepting any excuse.
When I was transferred to an inner-city middle school, I took my no-nonsense attitude with me. “No excuses, no extensions!” I warned my eighth graders on the first day of school. I collected homework at the beginning of each class. When a student didn’t have it, I never asked why. Instead, I sighed loudly, shook my head in dramatic disgust and with the student looking on — recorded a zero in the grade book. I soon gained the reputation I thought I wanted.
Then, one afternoon, shortly after the dismissal bell rang, Anthony approached me. “Could I talk to you a minute?” he asked shyly, not taking his eyes off the floor. “I know you don’t accept any explanation, but I don't want you to think I’m a slacker because I come to school without mine so often.”
Anthony looked up at me for the first time, and I could see that his lower lip was quivering. “It’s just that...well, my dad moved out, and my mom waits tables at night, so I have to take care of my little brothers. Sometimes they cry a lot, and it makes it hard to concentrate.”
I put my hand on Anthony’s thin shoulder. “Why are you just now telling me..?” I stopped in mid-sentence. I knew why. So I changed the question. “Would it help if you stay here after school and work on it before you go home?”
He swallowed hard and nodded.
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The next day, I made an announcement to all my students.
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Having read their stories, I learned more about these kids.
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My teacher held up a piece of broken glass and asked, “Who broke this window?” Thirty boys tried to think about not only what they had done, but also what our teacher might have found out. She seldom became angry, but she was this time.
“Oh,” I thought. I was the one who broke the window. It was caused by a naughty throw of a baseball. If I admitted guilt, I would be in a lot of trouble. How would I be able to pay for a big window like that? I didn’t even get an allowance (零花钱). “My father is going to have a temper,” I thought. I didn’t want to raise my hand, but some force much stronger than I was pulled it skyward. I told the truth, “I did it.” Then I was silent. It was hard enough saying what I had.
My teacher went to one of our bookshelves and took down a book on bird field guide. She then began walking towards my desk. I had never seen my teacher to strike a student, but I feared she was going to start with me.
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I was so afraid that I closed my eyes tightly.
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The Beautiful Game
I have a favorite footballer. His name is Chris Bush and he is a defender for the National League team Boreham Wood in Hertfordshire. He’s 31, and he plays in the number 5 shirt, and... well, I can’t tell you that much more about him, really, because, in general, I struggle to focus when it comes to football.
My disinterest in “he Beautiful Game” has been lifelong. At primary school, my classmates spent lunch break playing football, while I was in the library getting kicks from books and computers. In Games lessons, like all fat kids, I was put “in defence” which involved chatting to my friends and occasionally pretending to be bothered about where the ball was. I pretended to be expert in the game, cheering when a goal was scored, although I didn’t understand the rules.
As I got older, I stopped trying to fake it. In fact, I wore my aversion to football as a badge of honor, a fundamental part of my identity. I didn’t understand why so many people loved this sport. “It’s only a game!” I’d tell Dad, as he excitedly urged me to watch the game. When a big game was on, I’d go shopping instead of watching the game like most of the people around me. But, occasionally when meeting a friend’s father, I’d meet questions like “Who do you support?” And I would feel my heart sink, having no idea how to answer that.
This attitude of mine had stopped me from hours of conversation, and even entire friendships with people that I might otherwise have enjoyed. I couldn’t change the fact that I found football boring, but was coming to regret that I was an outsider. I never had the chance to go and watch a game and sometimes I would wonder what it would be like to watch a game and feel the atmosphere of the fans.
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And then I became a dad, and I didn’t want my two boys to be outsiders like their father.
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It was a hot day, and the sands were shining like gold in a desert. Andrew, touring the place, lost his way in the desert. He could not find his way back, and the water in his bottle dried. He was in desperate search of water. Otherwise, he will die due to dehydration(脱水).
As he struggled walking in the desert, he saw a small hut(木屋) at a distance. Initially, he didn’t think it was real. But he continued walking towards it, and as he reached closer, he realized it was a hut.
He opened the door and found nobody there. It seemed like the place was in abandoned condition for a long time. He was surprised to see a hand water pump, and it had all connections undamaged and a pipeline to the ground. Then he started pumping, and there was no sign of water. And he continued his effort and gave up due to exhaustion.
He started searching the hut for any other source of water. Then he found a bottle of water hidden in the corner. He was happy, and when he was about to drink the water, he found a piece of paper attached.
It was written in the paper, “Please use this water to start the pump. It works. After you have done, do not forget to refill the bottle again.” After reading the message in the paper, he went into a dilemma, “Will the pump work if I use this water? Is the pump in good condition? Can I trust the words in the paper? If it is false, then my last source of water will get waste.”
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He paused for a minute and closed his eyes, praying.
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The map explained the direction to the nearby village.
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Steven Lippoth was an experienced fisherman who had been fishing on the sea for many years. He had planned on taking an 8-hour deep-sea fishing, which would (hopefully) harvest marlins and sailfish to land him a large amount of money. In his fishing village, the competition was high and Steven Lippoth was hoping to bring back enough fish.
Early in the morning, Steven Lippoth set out on a 24-foot boat with a small motor. Onboard were various fishing tools, a portable electronic radio, and a large icebox to hold the fish. The journey seemed like it would be as easy as he had hoped. Before long he had caught over 500 pounds of fish, almost overloading his icebox.
However, A few hours later, the journey took a turn for the worse. The sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds and in less than two minutes a terrible storm struck. A huge wave shook his boat violently. Steven Lippoth attempted to steer (驾驶) the boat back toward the coast, but it was impossible to see where the coast was in the rain. Frightened and shocked, he tried to keep the balance of the boat in order not to be overturned and thrown into the sea. When the storm finally cleared, Steven Lippoth was able to assess the damage. His motor was gone, the fishing net was damaged, and most of the portable electronics were damaged. There was enough power in the radio for Steven Lippoth to send a Mayday message to the coast guard, but it died before his location could be confirmed. The canvas (帆布) that was used to cover the icebox was torn. What made him a little relieved was that his fish were still there
Would the coast guard find him? What would happen if he had to spend the night on the sea? What should he do? He wondered. “I’m on my own now.” Steven Lippoth said to himself calmly.
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Night fell, it became colder and colder.
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The next morning, the sound of a coastguard ship woke him up.
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One evening last fall, while Marcos Brown was doing his homework and his father, Johnson, a teacher, was preparing his lesson plans, they heard yelling outside. Johnson, 47, and Marcos, 15, opened the door, and saw chaos (混乱) four doors down, outside the home of one of their neighbors, the Ma family. “I didn't think anything was wrong,” Johnson recalls. “I told Marcos we should give them some privacy.” He headed back inside, but Marcos's eye was caught by a glow of fire from the Mas' house.
“Dad, the house is on fire!” Marcos cried. Only in shorts, the teen rushed toward the Mas' home with his dad. Grandmother Liz, mother Susan, and son Nathan were gathered on the front lawn yelling for help. When the Browns got there, they saw through the open front door that father Alex Ma was stumbling (跌跌撞撞) down the stairs, coughing, his face black with soot (煤灰).
“Is anyone else in the house?” Johnson asked.
“My son!” Alex managed to say, pointing to the second floor.
Johnson started up the stairs, but thick, black smoke, swirling ash, and intense heat forced him to his knees. He climbed upstairs and down the hall where Alex said he'd find Cody, eight, who had locked himself in a bedroom. “P'd never seen smoke like that,” says Johnson. “My glasses immediately turned black from the ash.”
As the fire spread across the hall, Johnson banged on the bedroom door and tried to turn the doorknob (球形门把手). But Cody didn't respond, and Johnson made his way back downstairs. At the same time, Marcos saw Liz and Susan pulling a ladder (梯子) out of the garage. “Cody was standing at the window, screaming for help,” says Marcos.
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Marcos knew he had to do something.
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Losing a parent is one of the most painful parts of life. No matter how old we are when they leave us, it can be a heartbroken experience. Our memories are all that is left of them and happy reminders of their love turn into our most valuable treasures. That's how Mara Soriano feels about the teddy bear that she tragically lost in her recent move to a new apartment.
Diagnosed with cancer, Mara Soriano's mother, Marilyn, gave her daughter the bear as a gift in 2017. After her mother's death last June, the gift became even more special. "That bear was basically the last reminder of my mom. It was her voice that accompanied me," she said in an interview.
The plush (长毛制的) toy didn't cost a lot, but it contained a recording of her mother's voice telling her that she loved her and was proud of her. The bear, called Mama Bear, was in the backpack that contained electronics like an iPad and a Nintendo Switch. When the bag was stolen last week during the move, the 28 -year-old was heartbroken-- not for the gadgets(小装置), but for Mama Bear.
Mara posted a photo of her and her Mama Bear on Instagram, explaining the importance of the bear. Millions of users were touched by the story. More and more people were talking about the bear, but there was no good news for Mara. So again and again she posted online about the item and the story behind it, hoping it could catch more viewers' attention in a big way.
Actor Ryan Reynolds was moved by Mara's story and then posted an appeal(请求)for Mama Bear's safe return. "I think we all need this bear to come home," he wrote. Along with the message, he also offered a 
reward for the people who found the bear.
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_____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________My heart sank as I heard the clicking sound of the electricity being shut off again. It was two days before Thanksgiving. I had been unemployed for months, and my daughter and I were barely surviving. I grabbed my purse in an attempt to fix the problem. I gathered all the change that I could, but $1.75 was not going to solve our problem. We were months behind on the rent, to the point that warning notices to move were being posted on our door daily. Now we were not only going to be forced out of the only home, but we were going to make that move in the dark and cold.
My daughter got home from school. “Is the electricity off again?” she asked with a tone of accusation. “Yes,” was all that I could gather as I hung my head in shame. “Mom, are we poor?” “Only financially,” I responded, choking back the tears.
At that moment, I felt a burst of energy. I had to do everything I could to make sure that Thanksgiving happened. After all, it would be our last one in our home.
I had made Orphan (孤儿) Thanksgiving, which welcomed those people with nowhere to go, a tradition for 14 years. Now, with a warning notice and no electricity, how would I make my 15th Orphan Thanksgiving a reality?
I had to ask for help, but slowly I was getting things done. I put out an announcement that it would be the last Orphan Thanksgiving at my house. People living next door were generous enough to offer help. We gathered candles. We cleaned the room. All that was left was to find the money to buy food for a Thanksgiving meal.
That night, I sat in my candlelit bedroom with my daughter sleeping soundly next to me. I held my grandmother’s gold necklace in my hand for what felt like a lifetime. She was the woman who taught me to cook when I could barely walk. She grew up during the Depression, and she had told me many stories of hardship. I reasoned that she would have approved of my giving to those less fortunate. She would have approved.
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The next morning I sold the necklace.
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