Look! This is a picture of my teacher's family. This is Mr. Smith. He is my English teacher.

    His wife is a doctor. She is nice. They have a son and a daughter. The boy's name is Sam and the girl's name is Kate. They are students. They are in the same school. They go to school on their bikes.

    Look! The son is like his mother. The daughter is like her father. Now they are all in China and can speak Chinese. They love China.

    Mr White was over 80 years old, but he looked younger than his age. He played Tai Chi in the park every day, so he was very healthy. It was 11:30. It was time for him to walk home. He usually got home thirty minutes later. One day, Mr White didn't get home when it was 12：30. His family worried about him. After a short while, a police car stopped in front of their house. What happened?

    "The old man was lost and he called us for help," the policeman said.

    When the policeman left, Mr White's daughter asked her father, "Dad, you go to the park every day. How can you be lost?" "I'm not lost at all. I'm just tired. I don't want to go home on foot," answered Mr White with a smile.

    Most people who work in the office have a boss (老板). So do I. But my boss is a little unusual. What's unusual about him? It's a big dog. Many men have dogs, but few men bring their dogs to the office every day. My boss's dog, Robinson, is big and brown. My boss brings him to work every day. He takes the dog to meetings and he takes the dog to lunch. When there is telephone call for my boss, I always know if he is in the office. I only look under his desk. If I see something brown and hairy (毛绒绒的) under it, I know my boss is somewhere in the office. If there is no dog, I know my boss is out.

I remember the year when I was seven years old. I 1 a pretty hair clip from a girl in my dance class. My 2 found the shiny clip was not bought by them. So they sat me down on the floor of our study and explained 3 whatI had done was wrong. What a bad end I would come to if I became a thief—people would not trust me anymore.

More than thirty years on, the lesson has reminded me a lot. I' ve never taken anything that was not mine away. Once, I left a store wearing a pair of sunglasses I'd tried on and then I 4 gave it back. But that made me feel 5 for months.

Though my childhood memories are not 6 , such moments when my parents told me good values are always in my mind. They provided a standard of good7 : to put myself in others' shoes and to control my greed(贪欲).

The social environment in the coming age 8 each generation's value, but families have the deeper effect on children. The right values from our parents can finally lead us to 9 .

I believe in truth because my parents raise me to do so, even though sometimes my opinions are different from theirs. I believe in 10 because my parents set me good examples. They cure the sick and visit the lonely. I believe in working hard because my parents devote themselves to the society. Good values from my family have shaped me. And I will pass them on to my kids.

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