It was one hot afternoon. As a cultural festival would be held in school, all the students were making preparations for it. Holden and his classmate Andrew were going to paint some flowers on a wall. They had to carry the necessary tools to the wall first. However, when they were walking across the basketball court, Holden dropped two paint cans by accident. The paint in them flew onto the floor and made it very dirty. He was shocked to see the mess he had made on the floor.
“Come on, Holden! Let’s go! Let’s go!” Andrew said anxiously. They picked up the cans and ran away. Holden thought it was lucky that no one discovered what he had done. An hour later, he passed by the basketball court alone and saw the school’s old cleaner Flex was cleaning the paint up. And he heard the principal (校长) talking with the cleaner.
“We have a meeting here tomorrow. This needs to be cleaned up immediately!” the principal told the poor old man, who was hanging his head and trying hard to clean up the mess. However, the paint was oil-based, and a large area of the floor was covered with paint; cleaning it was clearly a very difficult task.
But Flex replied he’d make sure it was ready for the next day and kept cleaning, with sweat (汗) flowing down his face. Before he left, the principal reminded Flex, “By the way, please don’t forget to cut the grass around the basketball court today.”
Holden felt terrible while watching the old man trying to make up for his mistake. But he decided to turn a blind eye to it. However, on his way home, the picture of the old man struggling to deal with his mess kept coming to his mind. It made Holden so regretful.
When he returned home, Holden decided that he needed to be responsible for his own mistake. He quickly put down his schoolbag and told his mother that he needed to go back to school
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Before his mom asked him the reason. Holden had already left.
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Then Holden told Flex, “Let me help you cut the grass in return for your help!”
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“Yeah, a BATTLE!” said William, pulling my arm. “You see that, John?”
I looked up from my desk to see Ms. Chow writing on the board, “Battle of the Books!” She smiled and then said, “Are you ready to go into the battle? Get prepared for it next week!”
“Is it a reading contest?” I was so excited that I forgot to raise my hand first.
“Good question, John!” said Ms. Chow. “It is not a race and you are not going to beat each other. We are not going to see who can read the fastest or the most books, but you are going to form a team of three and then set a reading goal for your team. If your team meet your goal by the end of this month, you will get a prize!”
Even though the prize was something silly, that still sounded pretty good to me. I turned towards William immediately, saying,“Shall we be teammates?”
“Yes, for sure!” he said. William and I liked a lot of the same books, so we could set a goal together.
The be1l rang before Ms. Chow could explain any more rules. William and I were about to begin our discussion when Lily passed my desk and said “Teammates?” to William and me. Lily was a girl from Spain and she could read super-fast in both English and Spanish! If we set a goal like reading books by authors from different countries, she could help the team for sure.
“Yeah,of course!” William and I nodded. I had my team! The three of us settled down and started a discussion immediately, trying to figure out what we needed to do to get the prize. Just then, I saw my best friend Tom running towards my desk. I could clearly see the expectation shining in his eyes.
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“John, let’s be teammates!” Tom said to me excitedly.
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________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________After filling out sixty applications, going through three interviews, and winning just one offer, I took what I could get: to teach in a remote area in western New Jersey. I kept reminding myself that I could do what I had always dreamed of doing since I was fourteen: teaching English.
At the school, I worked very hard, only taking time off to eat and sleep. I got along very well with my students who were only seven or eight years younger than me.
But I had a problem long before I knew it. I was struggling in my work as a young idealistic teacher. I wanted to make literature come alive and to promote a love for the written words, while the students preferred to throw paper planes and whisper dirty words in the back of the room.
In college, I had been taught that a successful educator should ignore students’ bad behavior. So I did, feeling confident that, as the textbooks had said, the bad behavior would disappear as I gave my students positive attention. It sounded reasonable, but the textbooks evidently ignored the fact that humans, particularly teenagers, rarely seem reasonable.
By the time the principal, who was always ready to fire bad teachers, came into the classroom to observe my class, the students exhibited very little good behavior. After he settled down in the back of the room, the boys in the class were still making animal noises, hitting each other and the girls filed (修剪) their nails or read magazines.
I just pretended nothing wrong was happening. I went on lecturing and tried to ask some inspiring questions. The principal seemed to be growing more and more annoyed. After twenty minutes, he left, silently. Visions of unemployment marched before my eyes. I only felt mildly comforted that I powered through the rest of the class without crying.
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After class, I was asked to see him.
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I made up my mind to make a change.
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The instant my family boarded the plane, I felt like every head turned to us, looking at us with a fake politeness. I knew what they were thinking: “Oh! No. Please, don’t sit in the aisle next to me.” In my head I could even hear the flight attendant saying, “You can feel free to store your... child in the overhead compartment (隔层).”
We found our seats. My son sat by the window, my wife in the center, and I took the seat on the aisle. I saw a “cool guy” get onto the plane, a man about my age. He was wearing a concert T-shirt, ripped jeans, and I could hear that he’s listening to rock music on his iPhone. This guy represented who I was as a traveler before I had a child. He took the aisle seat directly across from me. We took off.
Planes are not designed with children in mind. There is no ball hole, no playground. To keep my child occupied, my wife and I took turns walking him from the pilot’s cabin to the tail. Suddenly, we hit turbulence (强气流) and needed to take our seats. The plane was shaking. My son’s ears began hurting from the drop in cabin pressure, and he had a meltdown. This is a child who has difficulty with crowded social situations and excessive stimulation. My wife and I could do nothing but held him to live through this moment.
I looked over at Cool Guy, and he was staring at me, trying to pour Coke. I wanted to say, “Look, Cool Guy, I am sorry if we are ruining your time on United Airlines, but we have a crisis here, and if anyone on this plane needs to drink, it’s me!”
Finally, my son fell asleep from exhaustion. And that wave of exhaustion flowed over my family. I just sat there, listening to the slight sound of the engine and hoping we would start our landing in Chicago soon.
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Then, I felt that somebody patted my shoulder.
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My son’s eyes lit up, and he eagerly grabbed the toy, delighted.
____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________Her big, brown eyes looked up at me with a pitiful sight, as the first tear began to roll slowly down her soft, six-year-old, innocent face. I was as shocked as she was.
I had been called to my daughter’s new school by the remedial teacher, who called me last night.
Was I aware my daughter had learning difficulties?
Yes I was.
Due to constant ear infections, my poor Elizabeth had lost her hearing for the best part of two years of her young life. In addition, her speech ability had been delayed and her reading skill was behind other children of her age.
This teacher, this person, who had been specially trained to help children, the very person who was supposed to help my daughter reach her full potential, had called me in to school to tell me, and my daughter, that she would be lucky if she ever managed to finish high school.
What are you supposed to do when even the remedial teacher doesn’t have any faith in your child’s ability? What do you tell your child when she has been told that she is doomed to failure before she has even finished primary school? That was the question I was struggling to answer even as I stood there in that room, listening to this insensitive teacher, who did not have a caring character, wishing I had never brought my daughter to this school. I wondered, if this teacher were a mother? I truly believe someone cannot have a child and not have a caring heart.
I took my child’s small hand as we left that cold office, to step outside into the sweet and fresh air. There, I bent down on one knee and, putting my hands on my daughter’s small but now heavy shoulders, I looked her straight in the eyes.
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“Elizabeth,” I said firmly,” if you work really hard at school, I promise you, you can be anything you want to be.“
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Of course, I knew that remedial teacher might not be working there anymore.
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Miguel opened the door to his grandpa’s shoe shop. Grandpa was drawing a customer’s foot onto a piece of paper. He didn’t look up. Miguel sat down. He looked at the cut leather, hammer (锤子) and pliers (钳子).
The tools reminded Miguel of something else he loved. Grandpa always gave him a piece of candy whenever Miguel helped clean up. Miguel knew he wasn’t supposed to take candy without asking. But he was hungry then. It looked like Grandpa would be busy for a while. “Maybe I don’t need to wait,” Miguel thought.
Miguel reached secretly for the candy box. He hurried and put it in his mouth. Pretty soon the customer left. Grandpa was busy picking up a piece of leather and putting it in some water. Miguel ate the rest of the candy as fast as he could. Then he walked over to Grandpa.
Grandpa looked up from his work. “Hello!” he said with a smile. Miguel hugged Grandpa. He hoped Grandpa couldn’t tell he’d eaten a piece of candy. “It looks like you’re busy today,” Miguel said. “Do you need any help?” “Sure! Could you pass me that thread (线)?” Miguel nodded. He pulled it between his hands. “Wow, that’s strong.” Miguel said. Grandpa laughed, “It has to be, to last through the wear and tear of life.” Grandpa pulled the thread through the leather.
“You know, we need to be more like this shoe,” Grandpa said. Miguel looked at the leather, “Um. We do?” “Yes, indeed. We need to stay strong. That way temptations (诱惑) won’t make us fall apart,” Grandpa said with a nod.
Miguel suddenly thought of the candy. He knew he should tell Grandpa about it. Grandpa took an old shoe off the shelf, “See this big hole?” Miguel nodded. “This was once a small hole that could have been fixed easily. But the owner waited, and now it’s going to be much harder to fix. Bad habits and bad choices are like that hole. It is best to fix them early.”
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