When my father died, one of the tasks that fell to me was to sort through and decide which objects to save and which to throw away. Now I look at the 51 of my life as if I were dead, 52 what my children will do with the human skull(骷髅) that 53 on the bookcase next to my desk. I couldn’t 54 them if they threw it out. They’ve been wanting to do that for some years, 55 will they know how much can be learned from 56 with a skull? And what about my books? 57 they can find some place in their 58 for ten thousand books. However, I know they will look at the white, plastic head of a horse on my desk and 59 it into a Glad trash bag without any 60 , never knowing that it is the only place 61 from the first chess set (棋子)I owned.
How many boxes of mine will my children 62 ? Can I trust my children with my 63 ? Every object of our lives is a 64 , and emotion swirls(旋动) around it like fog, hiding and 65 a tiny truth of the heart.
I look at these objects that are mine and know, too, that they are 66 of how alone I am, how alone each of us is, 67 no one knows what any object means except he or she who 68 it. I have the memory of taking it home 69 one of my newly-born children from the hospital; only I have the memory of what it looked like when I lived in that apartment and where it sat in that house. I look at the objects that are mine, and the memories are 70 and permeated（渗透着）with love. I look at the objects that are mine and know that I’m going to miss me very much.
A．tasks B．objects C．books D．pictures
A．wondering B．designing C．concluding D．weaving
A．cries B．sleeps C．sits D．smiles
A．educate B．understand C．blame D．strike
A．and B．so C．or D．but
A．helping B．living C．playing D．speaking
A．Honestly B．Luckily C．Naturally D．Surely
A．desks B．bags C．apartments D．hearts
A．drag B．take C．move D．throw
A．hesitation B．love C．care D．worry
A．casting B．expanding C．remaining D．shining
A．enjoy B．reserve C．find D．prepare
A．life B．passion C．respect D．heart
A．mark B．pleasure C．belief D．memory
A．preventing B．spreading C．protecting D．encouraging
A．symbols B．phenomena C．measures D．tracks
A．when B．once C．unless D．as
A．prefers B．repairs C．owns D．remembers
A．like B．for C．with D．to
A．strange B．warm C．new D．bitter
"Look, it's Baldy!" A boy shouted in my direction across the playground. Even though I was used to regular insults(侮辱) because of the on my head, it was horrible to hear. I sighed as I headed back to the class.
When I was just 20 months old, I suffered serious after a bowl full of hot oil fell on my head. I was to hospital and had to stay there for weeks while the doctors to save my life. "Holly's very to be alive," they told Mum and Dad. "But she'll be with scars on her head, and of course her hair won't grow there."
As a child, I cared much about my scars, so I wore a scarf to cover them up when I left home. I didn't, people would call me horrible names like Baldy. Although my friends were always comforting me, they never understood how it felt.
Then through the hospital I was to a children's burns camp, where children like me can get any help. There, I 14-year-old Stephanie, whose burns are a lot more serious than mine. But she is so that she never lets anyone put her down. "You shouldn't what people say about what you look like because we're not different from anyone else, Holly," she me. "And you don't need to wear a scarf because you look great it!" For the first time in my life I could speak to someone who'd been through something . So weeks later, at my 13th birthday party, by her bravery, I gave up my scarf and showed off my scars. It felt amazing not having to away behind my scarf.
Now, I am of what I look like and much happier, because I have realized it is your personality（个性）that decides who you truly are.
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Last spring, I was fortunate to be chosen to participate in an exchange study program. In my application letter, I was careful to how much I wanted to see France; evidently, my excitement really came through in my words. Once I that I was going, all I could think about was the fun of foreign travel and making all sorts of new and friends. While traveling was inspiring and meeting people was , nothing about my term in France was what I .
The moment I arrived in Paris, I was by a nice French couple who would become my host parents. My entire experience was joyous and exciting I received some shocking news from my program coordinator（协调人）: there had been a death in my host parents’ extended family. They had to travel outside France for several weeks. That afternoon, I had to out of one family’s house into another. The exchange coordinator told me I’d have a this time and asked whether I could share a bedroom with an English speaker. To avoid the temptation(诱惑) to my native language, I asked not to be with an English-speaking roommate. When I got to my new room, I myself to my new roommate Paolo, a Brazilian（巴西人） the same age as I, whom I was surprised to find playing one of my favorite CDS! In just a few hours, we knew we’d be good friends for the rest of the .
I left France with many , so when people asked me what my favorite part of the trip was, they are always to hear me talk about my Brazilian friend Paolo and scores of weekdays in class, weeknights on the town, and weekends France we enjoyed together. I love how people seem so different, but end up being so . The most valuable lesson I gained from studying in France wasn’t just to respect the friend people to respect all people, for your next best friend could be just a continent away. I would recommend an exchange program to anyone who wants to experience foreign cultures and gain meaningful .
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As I held my father’s hands one night, I couldn’t help but notice their calluses (老茧) and roughness. His hands tell the story of his life as a , including all his struggles.
One summer, I remember, a drought (旱灾) hit Ontario, turning it into a desert.On one of those hot mornings I was picking sweet corn with my dad to fill the last from the grocery shore. Fifty dozen was all we needed, which took twenty minutes. That morning, however, the process didn’t quickly. After forty minutes of aimlessly walking in the field, we needed twenty dozen. I was completely frustrated and . Dropping the basket heavily, I declared, “If the store wants its last twenty dozen, they can pick it themselves!” Dad , “Just think, my little girl, only ten dozen left for each of us and then we’re . ” Such is Dad—whatever problem he , he never gives up.
, the disastrous effects of the drought were felt all over our country. It was a challenging time for everyone, Dad remained optimistic. He to be grateful for other things like good health and food on our plates. Only then did I truly begin to Dad and his faith guided us through the hard times.
Dad is also a living example of real . From dawn to dark, he works countless hours to our family. He always puts our happiness his own, and never fails to cheer me on at my sports games his exhaustion after long days. His loving and selfless nature has inspired me to become more sympathetic and , putting others first.
Dad, the life I have learned from you will stay with me forever. You are my father, teacher, friend and, most importantly, my hero.
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Michael Greenberg is a very popular New Yorker. He is not famous in sports or the arts, But people in the streets him, especially those who are .
For those people, he is "Gloves" Greenberg. How did he get that ?
He looks like any otner businessman, wearing a suit and carrying a briefcase (公文箱). But he's . His briefcase always has some gloves。
In winter,Mr.Greenberg does not like other New Yorkers,who look at the sidewalk and the street.He looks around at .He stops when he someone with no gloves.He gives them a pair and then he ,looking for more people with cold .
On winter days,Mr.Greenberg gloves.During the rest of the year,he gloves.People who have heard about him him gloves,and he has many in his apartment.
Mr. Greenberg doing this 21 years ago. Now, many poor New Yorkers know him and his behavior. But people who don't know him are sometimes him. They don't realize that he just wants to make them .
It runs in the .Michael's father always helped the poor as he believed it made everyone happier. Michael Greenberg feels the .A pair of gloves may be a thing,but it can make a big difference in winter.
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I had worried myself sick over Simon’s mother coming to see me. I was a new , and I gave an honest account of the students’ work. In Simon’s case, the grades were awfully low. He couldn’t read his own handwriting. he was a bright student. He discussed adult subjects with nearly adult comprehension. His work in no way reflected his .
So when Simon’s mother entered the room, my palms(手掌心) were sweating. I was completely for her kisses on both my cheeks. “I came to thank you,” she said, surprising me beyond speech. me, Simon had become a different person. He talked of how he me, he had began to make friends, and for the first time in his twelve years, he had spent an afternoon at a friend’s house. She wanted to tell me how grateful she was for the I had nurtured(培养) in her son. She kissed me again and left.
I sat, stunned (惊呆), for about half an hour, what had just happened. How did I make such a life-changing difference to that boy without knowing it? What I finally came to was one day, several months before, when some students were reports in the front of the class, Jeanne spoke , and to encourage her to raise her voice, L had said, “Speak up. Simon’s the expert on this. He is the one you have to convince, and he can’t hear you in the of the room.” That was it. From that day on, Simon had sat up straighter, paid more attention, more, and became happy. And it was all because he to be the last kid in the last row. The boy who most needed was the one who took the last seat that day.
It taught me the most lesson over the years of my teaching career, and I’m thankful that it came and positively. A small kindness can indeed make a difference.
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