I drew in a breath, let it out against the backseat window, and scratched the word AWFUL on the fogged glass.
Dad glanced at me through the rearview (后视镜) mirror. “Alex, this will be a nice opportunity for you to see your grandparents.”
The car turned onto a familiar dirt road. We’re-getting farther from the city. Farther from Internet access. Farther from the computer camp.
“Cheer up, Alex! There will be another computer camp soon,” said Mom. “Probably even this summer.”
All my programming friends would be coding at the computer camp this week while I was stuck on the farm. I didn’t say a word. Finally, the car pulled into Granny and Granddad’s driveway. A thin line of trees came into sight.
I liked visiting the farm on’ spring breaks before I started doing coding camps…and before I knew how badly I could mess things up.
The car engine wasn’t off when Granny bounded (跳跃着跑) toward us. I watched from the backseat as Dad and Mom hugged Granny. I slowly dragged myself out of the car. Gravity seemed abnormally strong.
”You two deserve a vacation,” Granny was saying. “Alex will be fine — he loves being on the farm.” She meant loved. Alex loved being on the farm.
During lunch Granny asked, “Why so sad, Alex?” I kept silent. Why? They’re really acting as if nothing had happened during my last visit. For a second, my eyes caught Granny’s. Could I ask her if her goats had destroyed all her next-door neighbor, Mr. Jackson’s flowers because I lifted the latch (门闩) and let out the goats? Was Mr. Jackson still angry with me for having brought him such a great loss?
“I’m fine,” I mumbled (咕哝). “Just missing the coding camp this week. Coding’s just something I’m good at.”
Mummy nodded. “Ahhh. That sounds disappointing, but the farm will bring you something different.”
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After lunch, I was on my own when, out of nowhere, there’s Mr. Jackson.
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Instead, Mr. Jackson yelled, “Great to see you here, Alex! I need your help with a lamb’s birth.”
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One day，when I was a freshman in high schoo1. I saw a kid from my class walking home from schoo1. His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his books. I thought to myself，“Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must be silly. ”I had quite a weekend planned，so I shook my head and went on.
As I was walking,I saw a group of kids running toward him. They ran at him，knocking all his books out of his arms and he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying. He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes.
My heart went out to him. So. I ran to him. As he was looking for his glasses，I saw tears in his eyes. I handed him his glasses. He looked at me and said，“Thanks!”There was a big smile on his face. It was one of those smiles that showed real gratefulness. I helped him pick up his books，and asked him where he lived. It turned out he lived near me，so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school before coming to this schoo1.
We talked all the way home. and I carried his books. He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play football on Saturday with me and my friends. He said yes. The more I got to know Kyle，the more I liked him. Monday morning came，and Kyle carried all his books again. I stopped him and helped him carry half the books. Over the next four years，Kyle and I became best friends.
When we were seniors，Kyle was the best student in our class. He was chosen to give a speech at the coming graduation ceremony.
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When graduation day arrived，I saw Kyle and found he was a little nervous.
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Kyle said he had planned to quit school that day before he saw me.
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This Friday brought a mix of emotions—both excitement and disappointment — all because of a flyer from school. When I got home, Mum saw the flyer in my hand and asked, “What’s this?”
“A flyer for a five-day art camp,” I explained. “But Emily can’t go.”
“Would you like to attend?”Mum asked. “You’ve always loved art.” Her words reminded me of what Emily had said earlier: “Tessa, you’re the real artist. My brother thought the roses I painted were rocket ships.” I sighed. Mum patted my back. She knew I had a hard time jumping into something with no familiar faces around. “Maybe next year.”
“Maybe,” I echoed. Then I told Mum I wanted to go outside to draw the Westons’ pine tree (松树). She nodded with an encouraging smile.
As I walked into the bright sunshine, I couldn’t help but think about the art camp. I wished I felt a little bit braver. Emily could make friends with a whole bus of kids in ten minutes, but my stomach felt like a little boat tossed in a heavy storm when I was surrounded by strangers... By the time I started drawing, I had made up my mind to forget about the art camp.
I began by drawing the pine tree’s strong and straight trunk, and then added the beautiful branches, making sure the upper ones lifted gently towards the sun. Lost in my work, I jumped when I heard Mr. Weston speak up, “You’ve done a great job showing the strength of that tree on paper.”
“Thanks,” I smiled, glancing up.
As I drew the needles to the branches, Mr. Weston told me something I never knew about pines: If you plant the root ball too deep, the tree dies. Their roots grow out, not down—to get enough water and grow tall.
“You have a good eye, Tessa.”With these words, Mr. Weston nodded goodbye.
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Paragraph 1: His words made me pause and think.
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______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________I moved into my house at the end of last year. I noticed when I moved in that there was a tree in the front yard. All I could make of it at the time was that it was definitely some sort of fruit tree with thick branches spreading outside. It was so large that it almost covered all the yard. I liked the big tree though I didn’t know exactly what kind of fruit tree it was. So I took good care of the tree.
Later, my friends told me it was a fie (无花果) tree and sure enough, as the months went by, the tree grew huge leaves and eventually bore fruit. Figs the size of my fist! I had never seen such big figs before and they tasted quite sweet.
While I enjoyed fresh fruit every day, I didn’t know what to do with so many of them all. I learned how to make fig jam because I didn’t want to waste the figs.
My next-door neighbors have always been polite since I moved in. They always waved to me as they pulled into their driveway or as they left for the day. I thought that was lovely in itself. However, we never talked face to face.
But about a week ago, my next-door neighbor came home from work and said hello, and properly introduced himself. He then asked if he could pick some figs from my tree. Immediately, I encouraged him to take as many as he liked. He told me a story about how he lived in the house next door for nearly 14 years. And 12 years ago, the former owners of the house I live in now were very good friends with him and they planted this very fig tree at that time. Now the old couple have moved to a nursing home. My neighbor visited them regularly.
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I decided to visit the old couple with my neighbor.
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Days later, I came home to find my neighbor and the former owners at my door.
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Bobby was getting cold sitting out in his backyard in the snow. Bobby didn’t wear boots; or rather, he didn’t own any. The thin sneakers he wore had a few holes in them and they did a poor job of keeping out the cold.
Bobby had been in his backyard for about an hour already. Try as he might, he could not come up with an idea for his mother’s Christmas gift. He shook his head as he thought, “This is useless. Even if I do come up with an idea, I don’t have any money for a gift.”
Wiping tears from his eyes, Bobby started walking down to the street where the shops were. It wasn’t easy being six without a father, especially when he needed a man to talk to.
Bobby walked from shop to shop, looking into each decorated window. Everything seemed so beautiful but so out of reach. It was starting to get dark and Bobby reluctantly turned to walk home when suddenly his eyes caught the glimmer (微光) of the setting sun’s rays reflecting on something on the roadside. He reached down and discovered a shiny dime (10美分硬币).
Never before has anyone felt as wealthy as Bobby did at that moment. As he held his newly-found treasure, warmth spread throughout his entire body and he walked into the first store. His excitement quickly turned cold when salesperson told him that he could not buy anything with only a dime.
He saw a flower shop and went inside to wait in line. When the shop owner asked if he could help him, Bobby presented the dime and asked if he could buy one flower for his mother’s Christmas gift. The shop owner looked at Bobby and his offering ten-cent. Then he put his hand on Bobby’s shoulder, saying. “You just wait here and I’ll see what I can do for you.”
The sound of the door closing as the last customer left pulled Bobby back to reality. All alone in the shop, Bobby began to feel alone and afraid.
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Eventually the shop owner came out and moved to the counter.
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With the bunch of beautiful roses in his hands, Bobby backed off and then turned and ran.
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Mr. Smith, my 10-grade English teacher, was one of the teachers who I would never forget and the story between Mr. Smith and me was the most amazing one I wanted to share.
When I was young at school, I loved talking, which was not always appreciated by Mr. Smith. Mr. Smith was a teacher whom no one liked because he was too strict. He stood about 5.5 feet, was very thin and wore his hair pulled back in a way that gave him a horsey (像马的) look. Whenever he got upset, he would lower his head and look at you over the top of his glasses.
One day in his class I was busy talking. I didn’t realize he had stopped teaching, staring straight at me. “Tom, I would like to see you after school.”
Later, Mr. Smith explained in a low, but very firm voice that showed he expected me to listen when he was talking. For punishment he told me to write a1000-word essay (文章) on education and its effect on the society. He wanted it in by the following Wednesday.
Well, I met my deadline (最后期限). I was confident. It was a good paper. And I expected a sign of praise from him. The next day in class, however, he was looking at me over his glasses. He called me forward and returned my paper. “Go back and rewrite,” he said. “Remember, each paragraph is supported to begin with a topic sentence.” When he gave my paper back a second time, he corrected the grammar. The third time, the spelling. The fourth time, it was punctuation. The fifth, it wasn’t neat (整洁的) enough. I was sick!
The sixth time, I rewrote the whole paper slowly in ink, leaving enough space. When he saw the paper, he removed his glasses, and accepted it with a smile. After that, I put the whole thing out of my mind.
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One morning after three weeks, Mr. Smith came into the class happily
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I sat in my own seat, excited and grateful
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About ten years ago, my wife and I left home and took a trip to the Grand Canyon in Arizona. I didn't like to carry all my keys in my pocket during a long walk so I took off the car key and left the rest in the car. We came back, and I put the key somewhere in the car without tying it to the key ring. We made a fire and went to sleep in the back of the SUV.
The next morning, we were cleaning up our campsite when I saw a magpie (喜鹊) inside my car. It was the only time I had ever seen a bird of any kind inside the car. I walked over, and it flew away. When we got in the car to go home, I couldn't find the key. We searched and searched, even emptying out the car completely, but it was gone.
Then it hit me. The magpie must have taken it. After all, they were known for stealing shiny things to make their nests nicelooking. Keys were shiny. The magpie was the stealer! It made perfect sense to me. So, I set out in search of its nest.
The next problem: As everyone knows, the Grand Canyon is quite large. So I didn't like my chances of actually finding a certain nest belonging to a certain magpie in a certain tree in all that space. But what other choice did I have?
My wife was not encouraging. She said, “Are you crazy? You'll never find it! The Grand Canyon is the biggest hole on Earth!”
I didn't say a word and marched purposefully onward. I tried hard with hope as I searched dozens of trees and tracked every singing bird. Two hours later, I finally gave up and returned to the car only to find my wife relaxing in a chair, drinking a hot cocoa and wondering why she married me. The next challenge was making out how to get a new key made.
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Luckily, another family came through the campsite.
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I didn't know who put it there－maybe I or maybe my wife.
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