One evening last autumn, while Marcos Ugarte, 15, did his homework and his father, Eduardo, 47, prepared lesson plans, they heard screaming outside. It was from one of their neighbors, the Ma family. Then Marcos' eye was caught by a glow(火光) from there.

    "The house's on fire!" Marcos cried. Wearing only in shorts, the barefoot(光脚的) teen ran out with his dad. When they got there, Grandmother Yim Ma, mother Suzanne Ma, and son Nathan Ma were crying for help. Through the open front door, father Alex Ma was staggering(磕磕绊绊) down the stairs, coughing heavily.

    "Anyone else in it?" Eduardo asked.

    "My son!" Alex pointed to the second floor.

    Eduardo started up the stairs, but smoke and heat forced him to his knees. He crawled (爬) upstairs and down the hall where Alex said he would find Cody, 8, who had locked himself in a bedroom. Eduardo tried hard to open the door. But Cody made no reply, and Eduardo had to make his way back downstairs.  At the same time, Marcos saw Yim and Suzanne pulling a ladder, shouting: "Cody is at the window!"

    Marcos then placed the ladder near the window and climbed up. When Marcos reached the window, he pushed the screen into the room and managed to coax(哄) Cody out. Holding Cody with one arm, Marcos slowly climbed down the ladder. Cody was quickly sent to a nearby hospital, where he's treated for smoke inhalation(吸入).

    "You just don't see a teenager have that kind of braveness," said people around.

    It seems like it was only yesterday - getting out of school on a hot summer day. My friends and I would race each other to the street comer. We always wanted to be the first in line to see "Uncle Lee".

    "Uncle Lee" arrived every day after school on his motorcycle. He happily sold us cold ice creams from the freezer on the side of his motorcycle. It wasn't much, but it made me and my friends so happy.

    Recently, filled with these memories, I decided to take a trip back to my old school. I wanted to see if I could still buy an ice cream from old "Uncle Lee" Sadly, when I got there, I could not find him anywhere.

    So I stopped by my old headmasters office. We had a nice chat and I told him all about my successful business. Then I asked him about "Uncle Lee". "Oh, that's right," he said to me, "you boys were always so fond of Uncle Lee'. I'm sorry to tell you, but he had to retire (退休)."

    "Why is that?" I asked.

    I'm not really sure," my headmaster went on, "I think the government wouldn't renew his license."

    Without doubt, I was feeling quite sad when I left my old school. I decided to walk down those old streets for a while and reviewed the memories of my youth (青春).Then, just as I was thinking about going home, I saw him. It was "Uncle Lee"! He was, of course, much older, but I would never forget that face.

    So I ran over to see him. He still remembered my name I couldn't believe it! We talked for a while, but it was getting late, so I had to go.

    Later that night, I began to wonder more about why the government would make that old man stop doing the job that he loved. Then I thought about my own children. "They'll never have the chance to know an 'Uncle Lee'", I thought.

    It is true that Hong Kong is changing every day. I only hope that we will not lose the things which make us truly special.

    Hot Dog is popular. It's not a dog, but a cooked sausage in a long piece of bread. Here are some stories and facts about it from English websites.

    There was once a rich man who loved his little boy very much. He wanted to try his best to please him. So, he gave him a horse to ride, beautiful rooms to live in, pictures, books, toys and everything that money could buy. But for all days, the little boy was still unhappy. He wore a frown(皱眉) wherever he went. He always wished for something he did not have. The man didn't know how to make his son happy.

    One day, a magician came to the man and said to him, "I can make your son happy and turn his frowns into smiles, but you must pay me a great price for telling him the secret.

    "All right," said the man. "No matter what you ask for, I'll give you." The magician took the boy into a secret room. He wrote something on a piece of paper, and then gave it to the boy. There on the paper came the words: Do one kind thing for someone every day. The boy followed the advice and became one of the happiest boys.

    Only those who stop thinking about their own happiness can be truly happy.

    One dark night, two blind men were going home from work. "I need to buy some 1." said one of them suddenly.

    "OK!" replied the second man, "I think I'll buy two or three pairs for 2, too"

    In the shop, the salesgirl asked them. "What size do you wear, sir, and what color would you like?

    "Size eleven. Give me one pair of black socks and two pairs of white, please, answered one of them. "And you, sir?" the salesgirl asked 3 customer. "The same for me. I wear size eleven, too, And the same color the same 4, said the second blind man.

    A moment later they were back in the 5 streets. But just then, a boy riding a bicycle bumped into (撞上) them.

    The blind men dropped all the socks on the ground! All the six pairs- black and white all mixed up. The boy quickly said sorry and left. The two blind men 6 all the socks but couldn't tell which were black and which were white. 7 could they be sure that each of them got one pair of black socks and two pairs of white?

    They tried to ask for help. But 8 else was in the streets.

    One of them soon 9 the problem Can your guess how he made it? They separated each pair of socks and both took one sock 10 each pair. When they got home, each of them had two black socks and four white ones —just what they wanted. Weren't they smart?