I was confident at the tryout for the school play and felt pleased to gel a role. It just felt good to be in the play, even if I had only four or five lines. I worked hard at perfecting those lines. I repeated them over and over again. I put in the emphases and tone that my drama teacher had suggested and, because I was on stage much longer than for just four or five lines, I had many actions to rehearse (排练) and perform. “Do them in front of a mirror,” my drama teacher had advised me. “Watch how you look; practice and rehearse as often as you can.” I did just that. I worked and worked at it. It was fun and exciting to rehearse.
Then finally the big night came. Suddenly, things felt different. The theater was full of people. As I dressed, I could hear the chattering and noises of the audience——something that hadn’t been there during rehearsal. I looked around at the other more experienced actors and saw that the confidence they’d shown at rehearsal seemed to have disappeared. Everyone was nervous, anxious, and worried. Had they got their makeup right? Was the costume done up correctly? What if they forgot their lines? The more people talked about their anxiety, the more nervous everyone became. The worries bounced from one person to another—like a baton being passed in a relay race—until the whole of the backstage area seemed to be buzzing with tension (紧张) and worry.
I was on stage early, performing my non-spoken role in the background with several other guys around the same age. When，suddenly, I heard my cue，the lights were bright in my eyes; I couldn’t see the audience but knew there were hundreds of people out there all watching me. The words that had flowed so easily when I stood in front of a mirror in my bedroom didn’t want to come，and when they did I found myself hurrying into them. I tried to slow down my thoughts and my words.
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But I suddenly realized I had missed a sentence.
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Lian gazed awesomely at the enormous redwood trees towering overhead. Her family had toured many fantastic historic sites during their vacation to Northern California. Visiting the splendid redwoods, something Lian had always wanted to do, was the icing on the cake.
Lian’s father, Mr. Yee, interrupted her thoughts. “Shake a leg everyone,” he said, clapping his hands quickly. “We don’t want to miss our flight.”
Lian and her older brother Shing hurried back to the family’s rental car. Their mother was already in the front passenger seat, anxiously tapping her fingertips against the window. Lian knew her mother was worried about missing their flight home. Mrs. Yee had wanted to stay close to the airport during the last morning of their vacation, but everyone else wanted to see the giant redwood trees. She finally gave in.
Mr. Yee slid into the driver’s seat. “We have two hours before we need to check in at the airport,” he said, checking his watch. “Traffic of the city shouldn’t be a problem at this time of day. We’ll have plenty of time to spare.”
Lian admired the trees as they drove through the park. Shing’s attention, however, was focused elsewhere. “Hey, Dad, I think you were supposed to turn there,” he said, pointing over his shoulder at a road marker. “Good catch, Shing,” replied Mr. Yee. It took several minutes to find a place to turn around on the narrow road. They retraced (折回) their route and tried again. This time, Lian and Shing kept their eyes wide open watching for markers. They successfully exited the park.
Lian and Shing were chatting quietly when they heard a loud“Bang”. Lian’s side of the car suddenly sunk low to the ground. Mr. Yee calmly slowed down and pulled the car to the side of the road. “Everybody stay in the car,” he ordered. He turned on the warning lights and got out to inspect the car. “The axle(轴) is damaged,” he sighed.
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Mr. Yee telephoned the rental car company.
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They swiftly piled into the private car.
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A man came home from work late again, tired and irritated, to find his 5-year-old son waiting for him at the door. “Daddy, may I ask you a question?”
“Yeah, sure, what is it?” replied the man.
“Daddy, how much money do you make an hour?”
“That’s none of your business. What makes you ask such a thing?” the man said angrily.
“I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?” pleaded the little boy.
“If you must know, I make $20.00 an hour.”
“Oh,” the little boy replied, head bowed.
Looking up, he said, “Daddy, may I borrow $10.00 please?”
The father was furious. “If the only reason you wanted to know how much money I make is just so you can borrow some to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you’re being so selfish. I work long, hard hours everyday and don’t have time for such childish games.”
The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door. The man sat down and started to get even madder about the little boy’s questioning. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money. After an hour or so, the man had calmed down, and started to think he may have been a little hard on his son. Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that $10.00 and he really didn’t ask for money very often. The man went to the door of the little boy’s room and opened the door.
“Are you asleep son?” he asked.
“No daddy, I’m awake,” replied the boy.
“I’ve been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier,” said the man.
“It’s been a long day and I took my aggravation out on you. Here’s that $10.00 you asked for.”
The little boy sat straight up, beaming. “Oh, thank you daddy” he yelled.
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Then, the little boy reaching under his pillow
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After hearing what the boy said, the man felt so sorry for what he had said to his son.
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A Four-legged Guardian Angel
Snow had just melted off the ground that April day at our house in Regina Beach, Saskatchewan. I had just cleaned up the pool in preparation for selling the house. The year before, I had lost my job with the provincial government, and now our financial situation was grim. In despair, I had finally put the home on the market, and a real estate agent was due to show up later that day. Even worse, I would have to give up my beloved Great Dane (大丹犬) Brigitte, because I could no longer afford the cost of feeding it. The thought of losing the dog and our beautiful home was almost more than I could bear.
Deep in despair, I sat typing up resumes and cover letters. Out of the corner of my eye I could see my thirteen-month-old son, Forrest, as he lay on the carpet, playing near our big, gentle nanny-dog, Brigitte. It seemed as if Brigitte was always meant to be in this family and she turned out to be a perfect companion.
Brigitte came to our house on Christmas eve when the doorbell rang and I was sure some of my Christmas packages had arrived. I ran to the door and swung it open, but no one was there. I sensed something and looked down, only to find a beautiful Great Dane sitting there, looking up at me with big, intelligent eyes. There was no way that she could have rung the doorbell by herself, was there? Perhaps, someone had found the puppy somewhere and left her there, and then rang the doorbell and ran away. They accurately guessed I would welcome an additional family member and take care of her.
Thinking of these, I couldn’t help heaving a sigh and went straight back to work. However, I hadn’t typed more than two sentences when Brigitte began barking furiously and running back and forth to the sliding glass door overlooking our pool.
I raced to see what was happening and noticed that the sliding door was slightly open. Suddenly, I realized Forrest was nowhere to be seen. In panic, I opened the door and ran outside.
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There I was surprised to see Brigitte, who was terrified of water, dive into the pool.
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