My grandmother is a fifty-three-year-old woman. She loves gardening and plants a lot of flowers.She likes animals because she thinks they are cute. And she really enjoys cooking but the dishes don't taste good. She doesn't like sports at all.

      My grandmother has two pretty big eyes and long brown hair. She really looks beautiful. She always has a bright smile on her face. We all think she's also very generous and likes to help others.

      My grandmother is very popular with her friends and her grandchildren. She often tells stories to us. She gives us a lot of happy time. But sometimes she is strict with me. She said she couldn't go to school when she was young. So she hopes that I can get into a better university. I love my grandmother and hope she will be healthy and happy forever.

    One sunny day, I decided to go for a walk with my husband. I was wearing a special1 ring that day. It was my 20th birthday gift from my grandmother.

    As we were walking in the park, I just looked 2 at my hand and found the diamond on my ring was missing. I was really 3 so I went back to look for it. I knew how small the chances were of finding it, but I still wanted to give it a try.

    As I was fixing my eyes on the ground, I ran into an old gentleman 4.

    “What's the matter, love?” he asked nicely.

    “Sorry that I ran into you,” I said. “But I lost something important. I'm really nervous.”

    I explained about the missing diamond and showed him the5 in my ring.

    “That's not going to be easy to find it,” he said. “Tell you what, love, I take a walk here every day. I'll6 my eyes open for it.”

    I thanked him, expecting7. However, a few days later, my husband and I met the old man again in the park.

    “Guess what,” he said. “I found your diamond!”

    I couldn't believe what I saw when the gentleman handed the diamond back to me. Then my husband8him money for his help, but he refused.

    As the diamond is worth several thousand dollars, the old man could have easily kept the diamond 9sold it, but he did neither of these.

    Now thanks to this man, I always look at my ring and remind10 that there are still kind and generous souls out there. I'll spend more time trying to do something equally nice for other people.

    Barbie dolls always wear beautiful clothes. Do you know who makes the clothes for them? Kim Culmone from the US is a fashion designer. But unlike other designers, she only makes clothes for Barbie.

    Culmone is 48 years old. Her job is to design and make new clothes for Barbie. Culmone likes to watch fashion shows on the streets. When she sees beautiful clothes, she gets some ideas for her designs.

    Culmone is interested in the world of Barbie's clothes. Every day, she spends most of her time drawing different kinds of dresses for Barbie, and making them into real clothes.

    "I love dolls very much. When I was young, Barbie was a very important part of my childhood. I dreamed of making clothes for my own dolls." Culmone says. But it's not an easy job. She has to spend a lot of time planning for Barbie's clothes.

    "Sometimes, you think a dress is beautiful." Culmone says, "But when Barbie wears it, it looks different. Barbie dolls are a bit taller than a bottle of water."

    Clark and Dale were staying in the same room in hospital. Clark was so sick that he could not even move his body. He had to spend all his time lying on his back. Dale could sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon. His bed was next to the room's only window.

    Over time, Clark and Dale became good friends. Every afternoon, Dale would look out of the room's only window, describing the scenery outside for his friend. He told Clark about the flowers in a park outside the window, the people walking by, the green trees beside the roads—anything that might interest a man.

    On morning, when a nurse came only to check the two men, she found that Dale had died in his sleep. As soon as the room seemed tidy again. Clark asked if he could move to the bed next to the window so that he could look out of the window himself. The nurse agreed. Slowly, he could take his first look at the world outside. To his surprise, he could see nothing but a blank wall of another building.

    The nurse explained that Dale had been blind. He had never seen anything outside the window at all—but he described beautiful scenes to help his friend better.

    I look at Grandma, and I don't know what to do.

    "Go! Go! But come back with some wood and some fruit," she says.

    "Ok!" I say, and I run out of the door and down the street out of the town. I follow an old track and it leads me towards the hills. Suddenly I see the nursery in front of me. It is like a sea of green. There are all kinds of trees and a very big vegetable garden. I step inside the gate. It is quiet here, safe from the wind and it smells so good.