Hello! Look here! There's 1 apple tree behind Dick's house. Dick is near the tree. There are some apples 2 the tree. Dick is looking 3the apples. They are big and red. Dick is hungry. He wants to 4 an apple. Dick isn't tall. He is short. He can't reach(够到) the apples. He puts a 5 under the tree. Can he reach the apples on the box now?6, he can't. He is too7. Here comes Paul. He is Dick's brother. “Hello, Dick,8 do you want to do?”

     “Please help9, Paul. I can't 10 the apples.”

     “Here you are, Dick. One is for you, and one is for me!”

     “Thank you, Paul.”

    Mike was reading in the garden when his mother came. She pointed to something and asked Mike what it was. Mike felt quite 1, but he told her it was a sparrow (麻雀) and got back into reading. Several minutes later, his mother pointed to the same sparrow and asked the same question again. Mike got a little angry but 2 answered her question. After a little while, his mother did the same thing once more. This time Mike could not 3 his anger. He shouted at her for disturbing him again and again.

    The old lady silently 4 an old diary, turned to a page and showed it to Mike. Though a little impatient, Mike began to read it.

    "Today, I was watering the flowers in the garden when little Mike pointed to a 5 on the grass and asked me what it was. I 6 at him, said it was a sparrow and kissed him.

    After a while Mike asked me again and I did the same. Pointing to the same sparrow, little Mike asked me what it was twenty times and I 7 answering his question and kissing him every time.

    Something gently touched Mike's 8. His face turned red with 9 for being so impatient to his mother and he hugged (拥抱) her tightly.

    Your parents have given you many things in their lifetime, but you may not 10 that until they are gone.

    This morning I got an email from Roy. It seems that my boy really enjoys his new life at the University of Harvard.

    The1made me think of the first day when we moved into this house.

    Little Roy ran around the new house with great excitement and tried to move his own things into the house such as his toys, books and clothes.2, his little hand knocked over(打翻)a bottle of paint on the shelf. The paint made the tidy floor and white wall a terrible mess. "Oh, my God！"My wife rushed in angrily. I looked at my son, and his small face was filled with3.

    I4and held his hand, "Take it easy, Roy. Now let's do something to make it look5."I took out a6 ."You see, Dad is a magician(魔术师).I can change it into a big tree."

    His mother soon helped paint some butterflies and flowers on the wall.

    We spent the whole afternoon7and laughing. The wall became a beautiful forest with plants, birds and small animals. Blue sky and white clouds were also painted by Roy. On that day, everybody in the house knew something8happened.

    The night before Roy left for the University of Harvard, he asked me if I still remembered the day when he knocked over the paint." Since then I've9worried about making mistakes, "he continued, "I believe I can always10ways to solve all the problems."

    When I was about 12 years old, I had an enemy, a girl who liked to tell me about my weak points. Week by week her list became1I was very short, I wasn't a good student, I talked too much, and so on. I tried to stand all of these as possible as I could. Finally, I became very angry. I ran to my father with tears in my eyes.

    He listened to me2, and then asked, "Are the things that she said true or not? Jane, have you ever3what you're really like? Now you have that girl's ideas. Go and make a list of everything she said and mark the points that are true. Pay no attention to the other things that she said. "

    I did as he told me. To my great4, I found that about half of the things were true. Some of them I couldn't change, like being very short, but a great number of them I could. I wanted to change the bad things, and for the first time I knew something about myself in a very clear way.

    I brought the list back to my father. He refused to take it. "That's just for you," he said," you know better than5else the truth about yourself, but sometimes others' opinions are also important, so you have to learn how to6, and not just close your ears in anger and feel hurt. When something that is said about you is true, you'll find that it will be of help to you. Our world is full of people who think that they know you. Don't shut your ears. Listen to all of them, but hear the truth and do what you think is the right thing to do." I have remembered my father's advice at many important moments. I have never had a better piece of advice in my whole life.

    I try to be a good father. Give my kids love. Work nights to pay for their schooling. But1with Michael Hoyt, I am nothing.

    This love2began in Winchester, 43 years ago, when Rick was strangled (勒住) by the umbilical cord (脐带) during birth, leaving him brain-damaged and unable to3his limbs (四肢).

    "He'll be a vegetable the4of his life," Doctors told Michael and his wife, Judy, when Rick was nine months old.

    But the Hoyts weren't5it. Because they noticed that Rick's

6followed them around the room. When Rick was 11 they took him to the engineering department and asked if there was anything to help the boy communicate. But doctors told the parents that there was7going on in their son's brain.

    "Tell him a joke," Michael said to the doctors. They did and Rick8. Actually a lot was going on in his brain.

    Equipped(装备) with a computer that allowed him to control the cursor (光标)9the side of his head, Rick was10able to communicate. What is his first word? "Run!" And after a high school classmate was paralyzed (瘫痪) in a(n)11and the school organized a charity run (慈善跑) for him, Rick typed, "Dad, I want to do that."

    Yeah, right. How was Michael, a man who never ran more than a mile12going to push his son five miles?13he tried. Surprisingly, that day changed Rick's life. "Dad," he typed, "when we were running, it felt like I wasn't14anymore!"

    And that sentence also changed Michael 's life. He wanted to give Rick that feeling as15as he could. Eighty-five times he's pushed his disabled son, Rick, 26.2 miles in marathons. Eight times in triathlon (铁人三项).

    "No question about it," Rick types. "My dad is the Strongest Dad in the World."