I couldn’t stop thinking about watermelons. I’ve saved my money to buy my own. One giant, juicy, wonderful watermelon all for me. I was going to eat it all up, except for the seed. Dad joked that if I ate the seeds, a watermelon would grow inside my stomach. Maybe that wouldn’t be so bad. Then my stomach would be happy all the time!
At the store I looked for the biggest, the juiciest, the most wonderful watermelon. And there it was, right behind some cantaloupes (甜瓜). They were small and light, not like my giant, juicy, wonderful watermelon.
I picked up my watermelon and put it on the floor. I rolled it down the aisle. I rolled my treasure to the checkout line. The grocery clerk lifted my watermelon for the cashier to weigh. Fifteen pounds! After I paid, the clerk set it back on the floor for me. I rolled it out the door, then along the sidewalk, three blocks to my house. Sweat dripped from my forehead onto the watermelon.
“Lucy! What are you doing with that watermelon?” Mom asked.
“I saved up my money and bought it at the grocery store. I’m going to eat it all by myself.” Mom frowned. “You’ll get sick,” she warned.
“Please?” I begged. “I’ve been saving for it.”
Mom thought about it, then smiled as if she knew something. “OK, but only if you eat it outside,” she said.
I rolled my giant, juicy, wonderful watermelon out the back door to our picnic table. Mom brought out a knife and some paper plates. My sister followed her. “Ooh, watermelon,” she said. “I want some.”
“Sorry,” I told her, “I’m going to eat it all by myself.” My sister whined to Mom.
But Mom said, “Your sister bought it herself. She decided what to do with it.” My brother came out next. He wanted to take a bite as well.
I said loudly, “No way. I’m going to eat it all by myself.”
My brother howled, but Mom again said, “It’s your sister’s watermelon. She decides.”
Mom cut the watermelon into four pieces, then cut each of those in half. Eight pieces in total. I reached for my first piece and took a bite. Red juice ran down my chin.
My father came out. “Oh, watermelon!” he said, seeing it.
“Don’t even ask,” said my brother. “She won’t share,” my sister added.
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Paragraph 1: The four of them stood together around the picnic table, watching me.
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Paragraph 2: Mom smiled as if she had known all that I would share.
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Jim slumped on the couch. Mother’s Day was coming up, and he didn’t have a present. “How can I buy a present without money?” he thought.
Jim picked up the newspaper that was lying on the couch. He noticed a large advertisement on the front page. The local department store was sponsoring a contest. “Tell us why your mom is special and win a shopping spree(疯狂购物) for her,” said the ad.
“This is perfect!” thought Jim. He ran to his room with the newspaper, taking a pencil and a blank piece of paper from his desk, he started to write.
“My mom is the best mother in the world. She always makes a lunch for me to take to school, and she never forgets my dessert. She reads as many books to me before bed as I want. She always remembers to check under the bed for monsters. And she gives the best hug, but never in front of my friends, who would laugh at me for hugging my mom.”
Jim liked what he had written. He copied it neatly and got an envelope and a stamp from his dad. He ran to the mailbox with his entry(参赛作品), “Mom will love having a shopping spree,” he thought.
Jim checked the mailbox every day for his prize. Days passed by, and then weeks. Soon it was the day before Mother’s Day. Jim still hadn’t heard anything about the contest.
“What am I going to do now?” he wondered. He didn’t have a present, and he didn’t have a shopping spree, and he still didn’t have any money. He had to think of something. Jim closed his eyes and curled his toes and thought so hard that his ears hurt.
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Suddenly he had an idea.
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The next morning, Jim handed his present to his mom.
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In 1952, my father traveled with the United Nations Peacekeeping Organization. He worked on a very large military vessel, and he went where the vessel went . This meant he spent a lot of time away from our home in North Carolina.
As Christmas approached, he called from somewhere remote. He explained to my mother why he would not be celebrating the holiday with us. He was a long way from home and had no way of getting back to his family.
Disappointed as she was, mum understood dad’s situation. She also knew we would be upset, so she told my two sisters, brother and me right away. The news hit me very hard. Christmas just wouldn’t be the same without dad. We were all very sad.
I knew he would have tried his best to be with us. Still, I went to bed on Christmas Eve with a heavy heart. When we woke up on Christmas morning, we opened the presents mum had put under the Christmas tree in the living room. I don’t remember what gift my brother received that year, but my sisters and I found new Barbie dolls. My sisters’ dolls had fancy clothes and shoes, and mum had placed mine in a pumpkin carriage. We were all happy with our gifts, so we went outside to play. I didn’t want mum to see how gloomy I was because I couldn’t show dad our gifts and say Merry Christmas to him. I could tell mum was feeling sad, too.
We went to play outside and as I was playing, I looked up and saw Santa approaching. I ran inside to tell Mother. She did not believe me and told me not to make up stories. I went back outside to welcome Santa. My brother, sisters and I were all very excited to see a real Santa coming to our home.
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We were eager to know what gifts Santa would give us.
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We had no idea that a bigger surprise was waiting for us.
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1. 做饭d 理由
2. 描述过程(做一道菜即可:蒸炸炒烤拌皆可)
3. 你的感受。
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Monday 1 January
Today was a heartwarming start to the new year as my family gathered for a special hotpot dinner.
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My grandmother died when my mother, Laura, was only five years old. The year was 1945 and life was extremely hard. As the youngest child, Laura was surrounded by the love of her father, brothers and sisters. However, it could never take the place of that of a mother’s. Worse still, as money was tight at that time, her family could not even afford her a doll for Christmas.
Later, Laura got married and set up her own family. In my mother’s life, her father, her husband and then her three children and then her grandchildren were the main focus of her life. She felt that she could make up for her sad childhood through her devotion to her family, but deep in her mind there was a dream waiting to be realized.
One afternoon in December, I was working in the bank as usual when I caught sight of the beautiful handmade dolls in one of my customers’ hand. She was taking orders for the coming Christmas. The dolls looked cute and adorable (可爱的). Without hesitation, I decided to get one for my five-year-old daughter, Kelly. Suddenly, an idea occurred to me. I asked my customer if she could make a special doll for my mother-one with grey hair and glasses: a grandmother doll. Having learned the past life experience of my mother, the doll maker accepted my request gladly, though it seemed to be a challenging job to her. So besides the Christmas tree, I also placed my order for two dolls: one blonde an one grey-haired.
Several days passed. I was expecting the arrival of the festival as well as the gifts when a friend visited and told me that his dad, who played Santa Claus, would make a visit to our town on Christmas morning. Knowing that my parents would also come to my house, I called his dad and asked him to deliver the gift to my mother. To my joy, his dad kindly agreed.
Everything was in place and I eagerly expected what was designed to be a most memorable moment in my mother’s life.
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Christmas Day arrived and so did Santa Claus at the appointed time.
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Never will I forget my mother’s reaction when she got the present.
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Over the years, I’ve been guilty of hurriedly shutting the front door to many strangers when they came to my home knocking with the intention of selling things. I hated it when they tried their best to persuade me to buy the things they promoted. But earlier this year, around Easter time, a dear friend of mine, Linda, had an experience that changed my mind and attitude towards these towards these “intruders”.
Last winter, Linda went through a very messy divorce and was very depressed. So she quit her job and left Los Angeles, where she encountered her ex-husband in college. She flew to Boston on the east coast of US. Later, she settled in a new neighborhood in East Boston. However, shortly afterwards, the company where she worked went bankrupt (破产). Suffering a series of bitter blows, she fell ill, a severe case of flu. She had to stay at home for the whole week, feeling extremely bad and hopeless.
Early one morning, there was the terrible knock on her front door. Peering out the window, she saw a young lady holding leaflets and a TV set model. She knew of a large TV set establishment nearby and assumed a message was about to be gently delivered. “This is the last thing I need today,” she muttered to herself and hesitantly opened the door.
Coughing, she poked her head out and impatiently informed them she wasn’t the slightest bit interested in any TV whatsoever. Furthermore, she added, she was feeling quite unwell and abruptly shut the door. The ladies politely turned and left in silence.
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A few hours later, another knock.
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Linda was surprised by this lovely action.
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One night, after reading one of the hundreds of parenting books I’ve read, I was feeling a little guilty because the book had described some parenting strategies I hadn’t used in a while. The main strategy was to talk with your child and use those three magic words: ”I love you.“ It had stressed over and over that children need to know that unconditionally you really love them.
I went upstairs to my son’s bedroom and knocked on the door. As l knocked, all I could hear were his drums. I knew he was there but he wasn’t answering. So I opened the door and, sure enough, there he was sitting with his earphones on, listening to a tape and playing his drums. After I leaned over to get his attention, I said to him, “Tim, have you got a second? ”
He said, “Oh sure, Dad. I’m always good for one.” We then sat down and after about 15 minutes and a lot of small talk, I just looked at him and said, “Tim, I really love the way you play drums.”
He said, ”Oh, thanks, Dad, I appreciate it.“
I walked out of the door and said, ”See you later! "As I was walking downstairs, it occurred to me that I went up there with a certain message and had not delivered it. I felt it was really important to get back up there and have another chance to say those three magic words.
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Again I climbed the stairs, knocked on the door and opened it.
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My cousin Isaiah and I went fishing on the lake. Midweek, no one was around here. The nearby protected wetlands ran along the shore. Songbirds, ducks, and Canada geese slid by on the breeze, touching down briefly on the water’s surface before flapping (拍打)and quacking their way back up into the sky.
Standing at the lake’s edge, I cast my fishing line onto the smooth-as-glass water. Down the shoreline was Isaiah, who liked to fish alone, away from noise and other people.
Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of a few great northern loons (潜鸟) crowded together not far from the shoreline. Loons usually travel alone, but here were five of them in a group. One loon, making painful sounds, swam away from the group, toward me. It seemed like it was trying to get my attention.
”Isaiah! Come here!” Isaiah pressed his finger against his lips, pointed to where he had cast his line, and shook his head gently.
“Just get over here. Now!” I yelled.
He laid his fishing pole down and dragged his feet, moving toward me at a snail’s pace.
“Come here!” I yelled again. “Take a look at that loon. It keeps getting closer and closer!”
On hearing this, Isaiah fastened his pace.
The loon stopped in the shallow water near shore, not ten feet away from us. It was so close that we could see its red eyes. Oddly, the bird’s wings were held tight against its spotted black-and-white body. Though scared of its sharp beak (喙), we stepped into the water cautiously. As we approached the loon, we both saw something around its neck. Reaching down, I touched its head, my heart racing. I could see there was a shiny red-hook deeply stuck in its body, and fishing line was wrapped tightly around its neck. Left like this, the loon couldn’t fly or fish or survive. It was asking us to help!
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Isaiah rushed to grab the scissors from the toolbox and came back.
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With a sigh of relief, I set the loon down on the water.
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