“Nothing will ever be the same again,” Ally said to herself.
Ally's father died last summer. It wasn't fair, Ally thought. Dad was young and had never been sick. Why had his heart suddenly stopped? Ally sank slow into her father's favorite chair and looked at his picture on the bookcase. Ally smiled. “I miss you, Dad,” she said softly.
At this moment, she felt a hand smoothing her hair and looked up. “Why don't you come outside with me, Ally?” her mother asked. “The birds are nesting in the woods. By this time last year you'd already taken dozens of pictures.”
But her mother must know birdwatching wouldn't be the same this year. How could it be? Ally wondered. Ever since she could remember she and Dad had been a team, searching the woods for the special wood warbler (林柳莺). “I'll be out in while, I promise,” she answered.
After her mother left, Ally reached for the photo album she and Dad had put together. On the cover was a photo of a tiny yellow bird with blue-gray wings and black eyes. Dad cut it from a local newspaper. Ally smiled, remembering the excited look on Dad's face when he showed her the pretty bird.
“I can't believe someone spotted this little guy way up here in New Jersey,” he said. “Wood warblers are usually found in the south, not this far north. I bet if we search really hard, Ally, we'll see this little guy together someday.”
Ally closed her eyes. She loved thinking about the times she and Dad had spent searching the woods for the little bird. They'd never spotted the warbler, but her father had an amazing way of making each outing seem special. He was her best friend.
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When they were together, Ally felt comfortable with her favorite blue sweatshirt on.
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Just then her mother came to her, carrying the old net.
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As we came down to breakfast that morning, with very shiny faces and spandy clean aprons, we found father alone in the dining-room.
“Happy New Year,papa! Where is mother?”we cried.
“A little boy came begging and said they were starving at home, so your mother went to see and--ah,here she is.”
As papa spoke, in came mamma, looking very cold, rather sad, and very much excited.
“Children, don't begin till you hear what I have to say,” she cried and we sat staring at her, with the breakfast untouched before us.
“Not far away from here, lies a poor woman with a little new-born baby. Six children are huddled into one bed to keep from freezing, for they have no fire. There is nothing to eat over there; and the oldest boy came here to tell me they were starving this bitter cold day. My little girls, will you give them your breakfast, as a New Year's gift?”
We sat silent a minute, and looked at the nice, hot porridge, creamy milk, and good bread and butter.
“I wish we'd eaten it up,” thought I, for I was rather a selfish child, and very hungry.
“I'm so glad you come before we began,”said Nan, cheerfully.
“May I go and help carry it to the poor, little children?” asked Beth, who had the tenderest heart.
“I can carry the lassy pot,” said little May, proudly giving the thing she loved best.
“And I shall take all the porridge,” I burst in, heartily ashamed of my first feeling.
“You shall put on your things and help me, and when we come back, we'll get something to eat,”said mother, beginning to pile the bread and butter into a big basket.
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We were soon ready and set out.
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Seeing the house totally in a mess, we fell to work immediately.
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At eleven years old, my main concern was money. Where could I get it? How much did I need to buy the new must-have thing my classmates either had or waned? I went to my mom. “Mom, I need more money,” I said, leaning against the kitchen counter while she cooked dinner. “You think you need a job?” Mom asked with a smile. The next day, she had an answer. “Your grandmother will pay you to help her deliver lunch each day to the elderly.” Yes! I pumped (挥舞) my fist into the air.
When my grandmother picked me up, I couldn’t wait to start my new job. “It’s simple. We pick up a large container full of hot meals in a nearby town and then we go on our delivery route.” After dozens of meals were arranged in the backseat, my grandmother drove us to our first stop. The first house didn’t look nice, but I shrugged and kept going. I didn’t have to live there, just deliver food there. This was how I would make money. I nearly jumped when I glanced over to see a tiny old woman in the corner looking at me. She sat hunched (缩成一团) over in a rocking chair and had more wrinkles (褶皱) than I’d ever seen in my life. “Who is this nice young lady?” She asked grandmother. I just stood there holding the food, unsure what to do. My grandmother guided me inside to place it on her kitchen table. The house smelled bad and old like the antique stores my mom liked to visit, but I never liked because even breathing in the dusty air made me feel dirty. I held my breath until we went out.
The next stop was much the same and the next. The houses varied in size and shape, some were nicer than others, but the same wrinkly people waited for their meals. Each person smiled at me and thanked me as I hurried to get out of there. I was sweaty and tired, and my clothes had captured the smell of the food and old houses.
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By the end of the day, it was obvious that I wasn’t very comfortable about the job.
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My eyes widened, and I turned to her. “Their only meal?”
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In the fall of 2013, I was in fourth grade and my brother Mitch was in second. When many students had puppies, of course we wanted one too!
“Mom, can we get a puppy?” I begged her.
“Well,” she said, “They’re a lot of work, so maybe when you are older.”
“But I’m already ten. I’m old enough to look after a puppy,” I said confidently.
“Yes, we should get a dog!” Echoed Mitch. “Everyone else at school has a puppy,” he exaggerate (夸张). Then mom had to repeat what she had just said: we could get a dog when we were a little bit older. Both Mitch and I were disappointed.
The next day, before getting ready for school, we ran into the kitchen, where mom was preparing breakfast, and packing our lunches for school. In one voice, Mitch and I said, “We are a little bit older. Can we get a dog now?” Mom smiled and said, “We will talk about it tonight with your dad, now go get dressed!” We ran quickly into our room and got ready for school, anxious to get the day over so we could talk about the puppy we were going to get.
That afternoon, as soon as Mitch and I got home from school, we asked mom once more when we could talk about getting a puppy. Mom reminded us, “We’ll talk about it when your dad gets home from work, okay?” “Okay,” we both said and Mitch followed by asking, “When will dad be home?” Mom told us that dad would be home at about 7 o'clock and that we could talk to him after we got our homework done and all ready for supper.
7 o'clock came super slow. And it was not until 7:05 that I heard the key turn and the door open. I jumped up from the chair, and raced to greet dad at the door.
“Dad!” I exclaimed, “Come on, come to the table so we can decide if we can get a puppy!”
“Okay,” dad said as he came into the kitchen and sat down at the table. Then Mitch and I brought out all the reasons we could think of to persuade dad to be on our side. .
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Finally our parents agreed that if we could go thirty days on best behavior, we could get a puppy.
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One afternoon, we returned from school to find a little dog running in the yard.
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Jenny lived in a small village. When she was a child, what she liked to do most was watch the blue sky and enjoy birds flying freely in the sky. She always imagined that some day she could also fly in the sky like a bird.
When Jane was in the fourth grade, one day, her teacher asked them to write a report on what they wanted to be when they grew up. She poured her heart into her report and wrote that she dreamed to become an airline pilot in the future. She thought that she did a great job because she expressed her real idea successfully. However, to her surprise, her paper came back with an “F” on it. The teacher told her it was nothing but a “fairy tale”, which could never become true. Jenny felt completely disappointed and sad. In her heart, she didn't want to accept that a girl couldn't become a pilot. But as the years went by, Jenny was beaten down by the discouragement again and again from people around her. “Girls can't become airline pilots; never have, never will. You're crazy.” Finally, Jenny gave up her dream.
However, when Jenny studied in her senior year of high school, she met an English teacher called Marsha, who was a strict teacher with high standards but very kind. She often inspired her students to do something meaningful in the future. One day, Mrs. Marsha asked all the students to think about the question: “What will you do in the future?” At that time, Jenny hesitated for a while. She was worried that she would be laughed at again. But soon she felt a rush of the old enthusiasm, and with excitement she wrote down the very old dream of becoming a pilot right away.
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The next day, Marsha came into the classroom with a bright smile on her face.
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_______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________Some researchers think there might be a connection between UFOs and angel sightings. They say the angels and heavenly figures might actually have been extraterrestrials(外星人)。
After his experience in the 1980s with "the most beautiful thing" he ever saw, Lewis might agree with that assessment.
It was a Saturday morning in Mariposa, California, and Lewis had to work that day. The air was fresh from a cool rain the night before, and the morning sky was bright with a few scattered clouds.
"I was heading out to my car in the back parking lot of the apartment complex where I lived when I noticed someone kneeling next to my car," Lewis says. "This person saw me and quickly stood up holding a crowbar(撬棍),"
The young man was quite obviously astonished by Lewis's interruption, and although Lewis sensed the boy was up to no good, it hadn't yet hit him what he was doing. Then Lewis looked through the passenger window of his car and saw that the steering wheel column had been stripped(脱去)of its cover. He realized that the young man was trying to steal his car.
"I asked him what he was doing," Lewis recalls, "He gave me a lame story about his friend's car being stolen last night and that my car looked like his friend's and so on. I didn't want to hear it. I told him I was going to call the police, which I did on my cell phone."
Lewis dialed 911 and gave the dispatcher(调度员)the address. He told the would-be thief that the police were on their way and warned him not to leave. "If he did, I wasn't going to try to stop him because he had that crowbar," Lewis says.
As Lewis was questioning the young man, trying to detain(扣留)him, he began to notice three rather large clouds in a single-file formation that were almost overhead.
"Then I saw it," he says."A shiny object exited from the first cloud and entered the next and then came out of that one. It was shiny, like brightly polished objects, moving at a good speed. I couldn't make out the shape."
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By this time, Lewis was so distracted by the UFO.
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We set up our tent in a soft, grassy clearing surrounded by several towering trees. This spot was about a quarter mile from Phil’s house. “This is the perfect spot,” Phil explained. “The ground will be really comfortable for us to sleep on.” “Looks good to me,” I said with satisfaction as we loaded our sleeping bags and supplies into the tent.
We pictures ourselves as fearless adventures in a deep jungle, spending a night in the forest by ourselves. Little did we know our bravery would soon be called into question. Staring up at the roof of the tent, we could see the outline of the trees that stretched above us. After dark, the forest stirred with a bit of activity. Otherwise, the night remained very peaceful.
Later, we decided to tell scary stories about monsters. With each story, the idea of an entire night in the woods grew scarier, too. Suddenly, we heard a soft whoosh, followed by a loud thump! A mysterious shadow flashed onto the top of our tent. Screaming in terror, we scrambled out of our sleeping bags. Sprinting furiously back towards Phil’s house, we felt certain that we had narrowly avoided an attack.
When we breathlessly rushed back to the house safely, Phil’s father set out to search the area. He returned with some surprising and embarrassing news. We anxiously asked Phil’s father what he found, Phil’s father cracked a smile and showed us the photo he had taken with his phone.
In the picture, it was the neighbor’s cat climbing up into the tree above our tent.
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We decided to return to the tent and continue our adventure.
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Last Saturday night, I went to my classmate Frank's home to celebrate his eighteenth birthday. We had a fantastic time enjoying nice food, singing and dancing until late at night. Having said goodbye to Frank and his family, I rode my bike home.
There was nobody in the street and everything appeared so quiet with the street lights already off and the full moon in the sky. Still excited, I was humming a cheerful tune when suddenly I felt the front wheel of my bike run into something hard, which made me lose control of the handlebars. Out of balance, I fell down to the ground. By the light of the moon, I could make out it was a wallet lying there.
I picked the wallet up and opened it. There was a thick wad of cash and several credit cards in it. Looking around, I could find nobody in the dark street. Thinking the owner must be anxious with his wallet missing, I decided to reach him somehow as soon as possible. If I failed to contact the owner, then I would turn to the police for help.
But there wasn't any straightforward information at hand. I took out my cellphone, with whose flashlight I took a closer look at a credit card and on it I happily found the 24-hour hotline of the credit card company. It might be a chance, so I called the credit card company at once and explained that one of their clients named David Smith had lost his wallet, hoping they could offer me his phone number so that I could return it to him. However, I was told they had no right to disclose any detailed information of their clients. So I gave them my name and phone number, asking them to help inform the owner if possible.
Eager to return the wallet sooner, I examined it again and found a gym membership card, which bore a name Mary Smith and a phone number.
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I took a chance and called the number.
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Pacing up and down, I constantly looked around.
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It was February 8th. I was correcting students’ homework when I heard a knock at the office door. There stood my husband Michael with a long gold box. The top had a clear, plastic window. Inside were a half-dozen yellow roses, the same as the flowers I had carried in my wedding party.
“Happy first half-anniversary,” Michael said with a huge smile.
I was so surprised that I couldn’t even answer. The flowers were beautiful and went well with the gold box. I stood there in front of my colleagues and some of my students with my heart beating very fast.
The first six month of our marriage had passed by. We taught at the same middle school, so we always had plenty to talk about. We enjoyed doing things together, including travelling, cooking, and going to the theatre. I knew from the beginning that Michael was thoughtful, but these flowers were above and beyond. He was not only thoughtful but so romantic.
Michael and I had met a year and half earlier when we applied for the same teaching job. We hadn’t known there were two teaching positions available when we had the interviews. His interview was first, and mine followed. When we had finished it, we found ourselves seated next to each other in the headmaster’s office.
Smiling shyly at each other, we started chatting. “How did you go?” Michael asked. “Oh, fine,” I replied. “It turns out that there is a typing teacher position open. I told them I would take it if they needed me.” “Do you know how to teach typing?” Though I felt very angry，I answered calmly, “Of course, yes. But do you know how to teach?” Then, there was a period of silence between us.
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Luckily, before we had an argument, the headmaster appeared.
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A MOTHER’S DAY SURPRISE
The twins were filled with excitement as they thought of the surprise they were planning for Mother’s Day. How pleased and proud Mother would be when they brought her breakfast in bed. They planned to make French toast and chicken porridge. They had watched their mother in the kitchen. There was nothing to it. Jenna and Jeff knew exactly what to do.
The big day came at last. The alarm rang at 6 a.m. The pair went down the stairs quietly to the kitchen. They decided to boil the porridge first. They put some rice into a pot of water and left it to boil while they made the French toast. Jeff broke two eggs into a plate and added in some milk. Jenna found the bread and put two slices into the egg mixture. Next, Jeff turned on the second stove burner to heat up the frying pan. Everything was going smoothly until Jeff started frying the bread. The pan was too hot and the bread turned black within seconds. Jenna threw the burnt piece into the sink and put in the other slice of bread. This time, she turned down the fire so it cooked nicely.
Then Jeff noticed steam shooting out of the pot and the lid starting to shake. The next minute, the porridge boiled over and put out the fire. Jenna panicked. Thankfully, Jeff stayed calm and turned off the gas quickly. But the stove was a mess now. Jenna told Jeff to clean it up so they could continue to cook the rest of the porridge. But Jeff’s hand touched the hot burner and he gave a cry of pain. Jenna made him put his hand in cold water. Then she caught the smell of burning. Oh dear! The piece of bread in the pan had turned black as well.
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As the twins looked around them in disappointment, their father appeared.
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