Last March, Margarito drove to visit his mother who lived in the countryside. When he set off for home, Margarito’s mother looked at the dark sky and noticed the sign of a coming storm. Worried about her son's safety, she told him to drive as carefully as possible on his way home and he promised to give her a call upon his arrival.
With his mother's words in mind, Margrito approached the main road carefully. Soon, it started to rain heavily. Eager to get home, Margarito began to drive faster. Two hours later, he came to a bumpy mountain road that had been flooded by a creek（小溪）.Margarito, driving a four-wheel truck, figured that he would be OK. At that moment, he didn't realize that such a thought would be a big mistake.
It was halfway across the creek that an unfortunate incident took place: The rushing waters grabbed hold of his vehicle, pushing it off the road and sending it down a rocky creek bed. The truck finally stopped some 80 feet away. Margarito’s problems only grew from there as the water had somehow positioned the truck into the creek bank at a 45-degree angle, making it difficult for him to open the driver's side door. Injured and trapped inside with the muddy water rising quickly, Margarito was certain he was going to die. Shaking with fear, he was at a loss about what to do.
On the road right behind Margarito were a delivery worker named Steve and his nephew Mike, who were on the way to deliver furniture to customers in the countryside. They witnessed the horrible incident, and when Margarito's truck came to rest in the middle of the overflowing creek, Steve quickly began to take action. First, he grabbed a rope from the back of his vehicle and used it to ensure he could safely approach the truck.
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Next, Steve turned to Mike and yelled," Give me a rock!”
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One of my teachers once asked my class what our favorite memory was. 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 classmate’s stares and laughter, because I knew there was more to the story.
My sister and I shared a typical sisterly relationship: We couldn’t stand each other. Or, to be honest, she couldn’t stand me. I admired her. Her personality was the definition of cool. My clothes were mysteriously inclined to look like hers, and even my words tended to mimic(模仿) those I heard from home. Many times, I even wanted to literally follow my sister, crying every time I was banned from attending movies with her. Needless to say, I was a brat (淘气鬼) and an annoyance to her. Any sort of conversation we had was usually reduced to fighting, and try as might, my sister had an extra six years worth of insulting (侮辱的) vocabulary (which meant she usually won). After a while, I stopped trying to impress her and learned 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, she ignored me, and deep inside, it hurt. So that’s how it was between us. Indifferent or hostile (敌对 的), she was only a sister in name. I truly believed that we would forever be apart, two housemates without conversation, two strangers without warmth. And nothing more.
I still remember the day I learned to ride a bike. I had received the bike that day, which was great, until I realized I had no idea how to ride it. My mom had long abandoned any attempt to teach me; I had proved to be a panicky, frustrating student.
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I couldn’t ride my bike, and on that day, it was no different.
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My sister never once let me fall.
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“What will we be singing for the contest this year?” a student from my high school choir asked eagerly.
I worried about this moment. “I was thinking,” I said, “maybe we would skip the contest and just work hard on the concerts this year.”
“NO!” the kids protested.
“We’ve got to go to the contest!”
“It’s a tradition!”
Indeed, award plaques (牌匾) lined the front wall of the music room from the past successes of large, talented classes. But a change in educational policies, with an emphasis on academics had reduced my choir to a mere thirty-two young, inexperienced kids who could sing only a simple melody.
“I’ll have to think about it,” I said, hoping their enthusiasm would die off in a couple of weeks. Quite on the contrary, more determined, they begged and insisted every day. To protect their pride, I couldn’t tell them they weren’t good enough. But I wasn’t a miracle worker. And so I hesitated about this dilemma.
Finally one morning I stepped into class. “Look at the clock!” I demanded. “We’ve wasted two full minutes because some of you don’t have your music ready. If we are entering the contest” The rest of my sentence was lost in cheers of delight and applause.
“From now on,” I continued when the noise weakened, “you will find the day’s lesson plan on the board. Make full preparations for each class and follow my instructions absolutely. You will work much harder than you’ve ever worked in any class before. And if one of these rules is broken, we will not go to the contest.”
I was certain they would fail to keep this contract, and no one would be embarrassed. But the kids remained focused, following the rules strictly. Each morning witnessed their diligence: working on sight-reading, learning musical terms, rehearsing, etc. Their progress was so remarkable that even I began believing in their dream.
When the contest day finally arrived, the kids felt ready and confident to take on the world! Their eyes, however, opened wide when the Madison choir marched in seventy-five members strong. My kids’ jaws dropped when 125 students from King School arrived. Two private schools came with fifty members each, and finally forty-five members from Milwaukee School of Art.
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Then came the turn for my choir.
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After all the choirs had performed, we waited in our assigned room for the results.
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On a cold, stormy winter day, an old friend invited me out for a cup of coffee. We met by his house, and as we walked down the street, we passed by a small cafe with a sign hanging on the door that read, “You’re welcome in. We have suspended(待用) coffee.”
“Suspended coffee?” I asked my friend. “What does that mean?” “You’ve never heard of it?” my friend asked, and I shook my head. “Follow me,” he told me, and we joined the line of people standing in front of the cash register.
“What can I offer you today?” The cashier asked a couple of young lawyers who were looking at the menu. “I think we’ll take three cups of coffee,” one of them said. “2 now, and 1 suspended.” The cashier nodded, as if it were an ordinary order, took payment and placed two cups of hot coffee on the counter. The two thanked him, took the two cups and left without waiting for the third. The next in line was an older couple. “Same order as always?” The cashier smiled at them. “Yes, thank you,” replied the woman. “But please add two suspended coffees, we haven’t purchased any of those for quite a while.”
Our turn to order arrived. “Good morning!” said the cashier. “How can I help you?” “I think we’d like two cups of coffee,” my friend said. When our order was ready, we took our cups and sat down to drink them together. “But what does ‘suspended coffee’ mean?” I asked my friend. He said, “It’s for someone else who needs it, please wait and see.”
Nearly two hours passed. The cafe was almost empty of people when the door suddenly opened and a man in old shabby (破旧的) clothes and a tired look came in and stood quietly in front of the cash register.
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He thought for a moment and then asked quietly, “Do you have a suspended coffee?”
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It was then that I knew what “suspended coffee” meant completely.
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It was Christmas Eve. I was 16 and feeling sad because my dad told me there was not enough money to buy the dress I wanted. We did the housework early that night. So I figured Dad wanted extra time for us to spend together. Instead, he dressed himself again and went outside. “Come on, Elizabeth,” he said eagerly. “Dress yourself warmly! It’s cold outside.”
Outside, I became even more upset. Not only wasn’t I getting the dress, now Dad was dragging me out in the cold. There, in front of the house, already was a big sled (雪橇). Whatever we were going to do wasn’t going to be a quick job. So I unwillingly climbed up and sat next to a big box, the cold already biting at me. We pulled in front of the woodshed (柴棚) and started loading wood into the box. Finally, I asked, “Dad, what are you doing?” “Have you been to Mrs. Clark’s lately?” he asked. Mrs. Clark lived about two miles down the road from us. Her husband had passed away the year before, leaving her with three children to raise on her own.
“Yeah,” I said. “Why?” “I rode by just today,” Dad said. “Little Jake was out digging around in the woodpile (柴火堆), trying to find a few pieces of wood to struggle through the cold winter. They’re out of wood, Elizabeth.” That’s all he said. Then Dad went to the kitchen, fetching a big bag of flour, a side of bacon and something else in a small bag and asking me to load them into the big box too. I tried to think through what my dad was doing. We did have a big woodpile, meat and flour, so we could spare some, but I knew we didn’t have any money. Mrs. Clark had closer neighbors than us. Why was it our concern? Nearly half an hour later, we made it to her house.
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Then we unloaded the wood behind the Clarks’ house and knocked on the door.
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The big box was opened.
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When asked about why she chose to be a cadet (学员) firefighter, Ava Smith talked about her father’s action four months ago. “The girl he saved is going to live a whole life because of him. It’s incredible!” she said.
Jonathan Smith, and his 13-year-old daughter, Ava, were driving on the 1.4-mile-long, two-lane Route 90 bridge, which spans (横跨) the shallow waters of Assawoman Bay.
Suddenly, the calm was disturbed by the scream of tyres.
Not far ahead of them, a black pickup truck (小卡车) was sliding from one lane to the other. It crashed into a barrier, turned around like endless, and came to rest hanging over the edge of the bridge. Smith hit the brakes in time to avoid the vehicles in his path, but too late: he ran into a BMW directly ahead of him.
Smith stopped the car. “Ava, are you OK?” he asked. She was obviously shocked, but unhurt.
He ran to the BMW. “Are you OK?” he asked the driver. She nodded, too terrified to speak.
And then another scream came from the pickup. The truck bed hung out past the railing (栏杆), about 10 meters above the waters of the bay. The driver’s door was pushed open and a man climbed out. He dropped to the ground, then ran to the railing. The man pointed down, saying something in Spanish to Smith. In the water was a car seat. Next to it was a girl, about two years old: pink dress, brown hair, brown eyes, floating on her back, kicking and shouting.
Matters quickly went from bad to frightening when the baby girl rolled over onto her stomach. Smith waited for the pickup driver to do something, but he didn’t. Maybe he was in shock.
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“Ava!” Smith yelled, removing his shoes. “Stay by the car!”
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Standing, he laid her against his shoulder and beat her back hard.
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