Tess was a precocious (早熟的) eight-year-old girl when she heard her parents talking about her little brother, Andrew. All she knew was that he was very sick and they were completely out of money to cover the doctor’s bills.
Only a very costly surgery could save him now and it was looking like there was no one to loan them the money. She heard Daddy say to her tearful Mother with whispered desperation，“Only a miracle can save him now.”
Tess went to her bedroom and pulled a glass jelly jar and poured all the change out on the floor and counted it carefully. Then she slipped out the back door with all her money and made her way 6 blocks to Rexall’s Drug Store.
She waited patiently for the pharmacist to give her some attention but he was too busy at this moment. Tess twisted her feet to make a noise. Nothing. She cleared her throat with the most disgusting sound she could muster.
No good. Finally she took a quarter from her jar and banged it on the glass counter. That did it! “And what do you want?” the pharmacist asked in an annoyed tone of voice. “I'm talking to my brother from Chicago whom I haven’t seen in ages.” he said without waiting for a reply to his question.
“Well, I want to talk to you about my brother,” Tess answered back in the same annoyed tone. “He’s really, really sick and I want to buy a miracle.” “I beg your pardon?” said the pharmacist. “His name is Andrew and he has something bad growing inside his head and my Daddy says only a miracle can save him now. So how much does a miracle cost?” “We don’t sell miracles here，little girl. I'm sorry but I can’t help you,” the pharmacist answered impatiently.
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A well-dressed man walked from behind the counter and towards the little girl.
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That well-dressed man was Dr. Carlton Armstrong, a surgeon, specializing in neurosurgery (神经外科)。
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Gifts from their hearts
It was Christmas Eve,I was 15 and feeling sad because there was not enough money to buy the dress I wanted.
It was a cold night and there was ice in Pa’s beard when he came in. ''Come on, Elizabeth,''he said,''Dress warm. It's cold out.''
I was upset. Not only wasn’t I getting the dress; now Pa was dragging me out in the cold.I put on my coat and boots, and Ma gave me a mysterious smile as I opened the door. Something was up.
Outside, I was even more upset. There, in front of the house, was the work team, already fixed to the big sled（运输雪橇）. Whatever we were going to do wasn't going to be a quick job.
I reluctantly climbed up beside Pa, he cold already biting at me.We pulled in front of the woodshed and started loading wood-the wood we'd spent all summer pulling down from the mountain an all fall sawing(锯)into blocks and spitting.
Finally I asked,"Pa, what are you doing?"
"Have you been by 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 a son to raise on her own.
“Yeah,” I said. “Why?”
“I rode by just today,” Pa said. “Little Jake was out digging around in the woodpile, trying to find chips(碎屑). They’re out of wood, Elizabeth.”
That was all he said.
“What’s in the little bag?” I asked.
“Shoes. They’re out of shoes.Little Jake had sacks wrapped around his feet when he was out in the woodpile.”
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We rode the two miles to the Clarks’ place in silence.
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It opened and out came Mrs.Clark.
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It's eight o'clock on a cold spring night. Our apartment has been hit by the artwork of a young, energetic child.It was in total mess！ I’m so tired tonight. I’ve been on crutches（拐杖）for seven weeks,recovering from hip surgery,and I'm trying fruitlessly to clean up.The phone rings-for the sixth time in less than an hour. We know who it is. My mom is troubled by paranoia（妄想症）-she thinks she has been kicked out of the nursing home (not true),she thinks her daughters have not visited in months (it has been a few days).
Each time she calls, I play a game with myself called“How Good a Person Can I Be?"I've won five rounds of the game tonight; I am due for a fall. She has no idea that she has repeated the things she is about to say a million times today and a million times yesterday. She has no idea that I had surgery, nor can she recall her own granddaughter's name. She is unaware of most of the past, and she drifts in the present.She is lonely.
I threw my anger at my mother. “MOM!” I yelled. “YOU ARE NOT BEING REMOVED FROM YOUR HOME!AND WE VISITED TWO DAYS AGO!”“Mom,you have to believe me,and if you don't,I cannot talk anymore!Everything is fine!”Silence. Then:“I was only calling to say hi.” My mother continued,having already forgotten that I yelled. “But I'm also worried about something; do you have a minute?”“No,Mom,I don't.”“Why are you yelling?” I'm yelling because you cannot help me care for my child, or even remember to ask me about my day. I'm yelling because you remind me of everything I fear:aging, sickness,fragility, bad luck,loss...I flop on the couch,aware of all my daughter is witnessing. She hears me blame my mother,lose my patience. I have not only failed at being a Good Person; I have failed at being a Good Example to My Daughter. I sat on the couch, defeated.
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“Can I talk to Grandma Ellie?" My five-year-old reaches for the phone.
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I am soft inside, watching my kindergartner handle her fragile grandmother with such skillfulness.
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The dawn had yet not broken, but the chirping and twittering of birds was telling the early risers that it was about to. Two squirrels wrestled over a nut on the narrow lane, with overgrown grasses on both sides. These squirrels were to be the first to be photographed that day and…click! A tender-looking boy examined the taken picture closely. ’Good enough’ he thought and then shared the picture excitedly.
The boy is Vinay. He is seventeen. One morning on his usual stroll down the lane, his phone vibrated（振动）. He checked it to find some beautiful pictures of flowers and sunrise and little animals. The pictures were of course wrongly sent but it paved the way for a special friendship between Vinay and Vani. They didn’t know where the other lived. They would share with each other the photographs of the most beautiful things they came across during their morning walk. They would occasionally share each other’s photograph but made it sure that it revealed nothing about their residence. Vani was twenty-five. It wasn’t that they didn’t want to meet…it was just that they wanted to make it as special as their unique relation was…
A short sweet tune on her smartphone told Vani that Vinay had found something interesting because that early in the morning it could be no one else but him. She swiped to unlock, and then tapped on the picture Vinay had shared. She smiled broadly at sight of two squirrels wrestling. She then texted back, “Today I’ve chosen a new place to go for a walk. ” "I’ll send you pictures as soon as I find something interesting. ”
There were two message alerts on Vinay’s phone. He checked the messages. Then he typed, “I’ll wait. ”A drop of dew（露水）fell on Vinay’s head. He stepped aside and looked up. The dew drops settling on the vibrantly green leaves caught his eyes. He clicked a picture in no time and shared it with Vani. He added a caption. It read—’For You’.
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Vani still couldn’t find something interesting to share with Vinay.
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Now Vinay would turn to his way back home like every day.
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One day Sofia was taking a walk with her mom while window shopping. They both knew they wouldn’t be buying much.
They were in a high-class neighborhood and they lived in a small overpriced apartment building at the edge of their county. Sofia’s mom chose to move there because the schools in the neighborhood were good. But now it was the first time that Sofia had realized that they didn’t belong there.
The little girl was looking up at the people they passed as they walked. Ladies wore five-inch heels, bright clothing and jewelry. Gentlemen wore expensive perfumes which can wipe away the wrinkles on their faces. A sense of uneasiness started to rise in her chest. She was feeling ashamed of her mother, which she would not deny any longer. At the moment, mom looked so plain compared with the well-dressed passers-by. Mom was wearing cheap clothes and worn-out shoes. Sofia could see the heavy lines around mom’s eyes and mouth clearly. Her eyes were tired from working hard to earn enough money to be able to support the family. Sofia felt strongly that her shabby and exhausted mom was so out of the place. She didn’t want to be seen with her mom although there was no one important around to see her anyway. She felt embarrassed about being at mom’s side. How she wanted to have a young, beautiful, and fashionable mom! She just wanted to get out of here. However, her mom didn’t notice that. Mom was still in high spirits and she insisted on buying a new dress for her lovely daughter.
Now they were standing in the middle of a high-end clothing store and mom was holding a beautiful sweater. “This will look good on you. Do you want it?” mom asked Sofia excitedly.
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It was much too expensive, but Sofia almost thoughtlessly answered “yes”.
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Suddenly, mother was beautiful and extraordinarily wonderful in Sofia’s eyes.
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My mother was a supporter of physical punishment, but for all her talking she has never spanked (打屁股) my siblings and me only once. Instead，she found ways of punishment that left a more lasting memory than giving us a spanking. One of the most memorable of these occasions occurred when I was four.
In the early 70’s my mother attended college during the day and I was in daycare. One day at daycare I watched an extremely tired mother attempt to pick up her daughter. The little girl asked, “Momma, are we going to McDonald’s for dinner?” The mother replied, “Honey, not tonight. Momma has to run a few errands (差事) and then we have to go home and cook dinner for Daddy.” “But I wanna go.” “Susie, I said not tonight. Maybe, if you are a good girl, we can go tomorrow.” Susie immediately dropped to the floor, kicking and screaming, “I want to go to McDonald’s.”
No amount of pleading (恳求) or scolding, her mother tried stopped Susie’s tantrum (发脾气). Finally her mother gave in, “Okay, Susie, let’s go to McDonald’s.” Susie stopped yelling and smiling she grabbed her mother’s hand and they left. To say I was amazed would be inaccurate; I was delighted that anything I wanted could be had by throwing a tantrum.
That day my mother picked me up early from daycare because we were going to a store to purchase some Christmas items. I was excited by the lights and decorations, and as we walked through the toy section on the way to the counter, I saw a toy I had to have. It was a white and red telephone whose bells rang as it was pulled along on a string. Looking lovingly up at my mother I asked, “Mama, can I have that telephone?”
She replied, “Baby, not now, but if you are a good girl, maybe Santa will bring it to you.” “But Mama, I want that telephone right now.” Her eyes narrowed and her hand tightened on mine. “Becky, you can’t have that telephone today, but if you misbehave, you can have a spanking.”
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By now we were standing in the long holiday line to pay the bill, and I figured it was a good chance.
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“Mama, stop. Mama, get up,” I tearfully pleaded.
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2021年10月充满着希望，我们看到了二度出征太空的女宇航员，本届诺贝尔奖获得者出炉，电影《长津湖》（Battle of Chosin Reservoir）重现的抗美援朝战斗事迹……，各行各业的古今优秀人物为人类发展做出了积极贡献，是我们青年人学习的榜样，也是一些人的偶像。当然，我们青年人的偶像也可能是生活中的平凡之人。偶像的力量无穷，请谈谈你的偶像，及他或她之于你的力量。
内容必须包括：
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“I’ve taken up quilting,” my mother announced proudly over the phone one day.
“That’s great, Mom,” I said.
My 70-year-old mother was undergoing chemotherapy for her cancer. It is a battle that I knew she would someday lose. Maybe soon. It broke my heart for more reasons than one.
“I’m working on a quilt for your sister now,” she said. “Once I’m done, I’ll make one for you.”
“Thank you.”
She asked about the kids. We chatted about the weather. Then we said our goodbyes. The conversation was short, polite and surface level, as always.
Mom and I had never had what you would call a warm relationship. We never hugged. Never said “I love you”. I didn’t know why. Nothing bad had ever come between us. We just weren’t close the way I was with my kids. For years, I’d longed to break down that wall and to hear those three words. I just didn’t know how to start. We’d been this way for as long as I could remember. Finally, I came up with the idea to schedule regular lunch dates together. Maybe by sharing a meal we might share more of ourselves.
Then the pandemic hit. Suddenly I was on the front line of the COVID-19 battle. No way could I risk infecting Mom, especially with her weak immune system. I settled for daily phone calls instead. It wasn’t quite the bonding experience I’d hoped for. She promised she was working on that quilt for me, though.
My quilt was Mom’s last one.
On a Thursday in June, I got the call from my dad. He was so upset that all I could understand were the words “She’s gone”.
In the weeks that followed, I was torn between thankfulness that she was no longer suffering and an overwhelming desire to see her again, to connect, as if the pandemic had robbed me of that chance. If we’d only had more time. If she’d only said, “I love you.”
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A few months later, I thought of the quilt Mom made for me, and decided to give quilting a try myself.
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But Mom’s help could never come, and then Dad offered me Mom’s quilting bag, filled with the spare fabric.
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My mother eyed me with suspicion. I dared not look at her. Knowing that I was late from school five days continuously, I could not offer an acceptable explanation. I knew she did not believe that I had extra classes every day and arrived home after 5 pm. However, realizing she had little choice but to believe in me, she told me that dinner was in the refrigerator. She had to rush for her night shift at the local clinic.
Ever since we lost our dad in an accident, my mother became the breadwinner. I was the eldest among the four siblings and it fell upon my shoulder to ensure that they could become responsible adults. Besides helping mother with the housework, I regularly coached them in their studies. Thankfully, never once had I had to raise my voice or force them to complete their homework. But all of us missed dad very much. He was a model father and husband.Life was cruelly taken away from him at a very young age of 42.
However, my mother managed to pull through and found a job at the clinic. It was very tough on someone like her who had never worked before in her life. But money was scarce and there were five mouths to feed. Dad did not leave much behind.He never suspected he would die so young.We stopped dining out and had our meals mostly at home. We basically lived from hand to mouth.That's when it dawned on me that I had to do my part for the family. I knew mother would not agree but I threw caution out of the window and managed to get a part-time job at a fast-food restaurant.I worked three hours a day and managed to bring home money so that my siblings and I could go out for occasional movies or meals. I was sure that mother suspected something. But she could not quite point the figure to the source of her suspicion.
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One day,while I was busy serving the customers, I was shocked to see mother standing opposite the counter.
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Mother made me sit down. She was already crying, so were my siblings.
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By morning, Afiq knew what he had to do. He had not slept a wink but had sat in the balcony all night thinking. He stretched his body and went back to his room. His brother Affin was still asleep.
It was Saturday and there was no school. Afiq's mother asked him to buy some groceries for her. On his way out, he glanced at his motorcycle with the broken front lamp and scratches on the side. Afiq straightened his shoulders and went to complete his purchase.
It was late morning when Afiq was free to carry out his plan. He marched down the road to Osman's house. When he arrived, Aniya appeared at the doorway and greeted him warmly. She invited him in and served him tea and some cakes. Afiq nervously asked to speak to Osman. She told him that her father was out but would be home very soon. Sure enough, the elderly man returned in ten minutes.
Afiq cleared his throat a few times and said that he had come to confess (坦白). “I'm so sorry. I was careless yesterday and knocked into your parked car,” Afiq said. Osman looked at the 17-year-old youth, surprised, “So, you are saying that you are the culprit (肇事者) who crashed into my car and then ran away?” Afiq went red. He nodded, “I'm sorry for not telling you earlier. I was too frightened.”
The elderly man smiled and said, “But you're not too frightened to confess now?”
Afiq said uncertainly, “I could not sleep last night thinking about it. I knew I had to do the right thing.”
Osman was silent for a minute before saying in a kind voice, “Do you think it a right thing to cover up for your brother?”
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Afiq went pale, “I... I…you know the truth?”
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Afiq thanked Osman for his kindness and then set off home happily.
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