Sitienei, a 90-year-old Kenyan grandmother, has become the world's 1 primary school student. She is studying at the local primary school to learn to read and write. She is from a small 2 in Kenyan. She has spent most of her life 3 as a midwife(接生婆), helping women to give birth to babies. She wants to pass on her midwife skills to the young. She said she didn't have a chance to go to school when she was 4. So she wants all the children in her village to 5.

    The head teacher at the school said, "I'm proud 6 her. All pupils loved her. They all want to learn and play with 7 ." He also said, "She is doing well in thinking her skills. I can say I have seen a big difference in this school 8she came here."

Sitienei often said, "I want to tell children, 9 girls in poor areas, that 10 will be your wealth（财富）." She added, "With education, you can be whatever you want to be — a doctor, a teacher, a scientist, and so on."

    It was a lovely spring afternoon. My classmates and I were playing happily on the playground when I let out a cry, “Ow! Ow! Something in my shoe is biting me.”

    Everyone was shocked（震惊） by the cry. They took me into a classroom and were about to take off my1. “Which foot is it?” One asked “let us have a look.”

    Suddenly, I remembered the holes in2socks. My family was very poor during those years. I wore welfare （福利）socks, which cost only a little, but those3welfare socks didn't last long. They soon had 4at the bottom.

    I refused to take off my shoe. I5stand others seeing the holes in my sock. I tried to hold back my tears. Yet, each time the thing6my shoe bit me, tears raced down my face.

    My teacher, Miss Diane, hurried into the7, “What's wrong?” She asked.

    “Something is biting her right foot,8she doesn't let us take off her shoe,” One of my classmates answered.

    Miss Diane lived next door to me. She9everything about my family .She put both hands on my shaking shoulders and10into my painful and hopeless eyes.

    “Oh, yes, it must be a sock-eating ant,” She said, as if she had11seen the thing inside the shoe. “I had a bite from one of those ants. When I got my shoe off ,it 12almost the whole bottom off my sock.” My classmates nodded while they were listening to the teacher13, although they all looked a little surprised.

Miss Diane took off my right shoe and sock and shook them over the dustbin. Two red ants 14it.

    “Just what I thought it. The ants have eaten part of her sock.” When she stroked an alcohol （酒精）cotton ball on the bites, she added, “You are such a 15girl to take so many bites.”

    The alcohol felt cool on the bites and a little girl's pride was saved by the “sock-eating ant ” story.

I used to live in my own room alone. But one day it all changed when my brother Jack asked to share my 1. At first, my parents said "no" to him, but at last my mother agreed. I cried and asked my parents not to do this, 2 it didn't work.

    As soon as Jack entered (进来) my room, it began to become 3. To my anger, he often left his unwashed clothes and toys everywhere!

    One evening, I was doing some 4 on my computer while Jack was listening to music.5, I left my seat to get some water. A big surprise was waiting for me when I 6. He was using my computer to play games. I had forgotten to save (保存) the homework. Sadly, he had closed my program 7 saving it—all I had done had disappeared (消失)! I 8 him. He cried a lot as my mother came and beat him. My mother also asked him to leave my room at once.

Then I did my homework 9. At 10:00 pm. I finished it. When I was going to turn off the 10, I saw the photo of my 11 that he had put on my table. I looked at his lovely face and remembered how 12 he was when my mom beat him. I really felt 13. I went to see what he was doing. I found he was 14 in my parents' bed. I kissed his face. He woke up, got up and said, "I'm sorry. I won't bring you any more trouble."

I was so moved (感动的) and said, "From now on, my room is not only mine. It is 15!" That very night, Jack and I shared not only the room, but the bed.

    When I was young, I had an old neighbor named Dr. Gibbs. He didn't look like any other doctor I'd ever known. He was very nice.

    In his spare time, he was always planting trees. The good doctor had some interesting views about planting trees. He didn't often water his trees and he often beat them with a rolled-up newspaper — to wake them up and push them to grow faster.

    I didn't understand why." Watering plants too often is bad for them," Dr. Gibbs explained when I asked him one day." You have to make things hard for them. Those trees that aren't watered enough will have to grow deeper into the ground for water, and then they will be strong."

    To be honest, I didn't believe what the doctor had told me. I planted a few trees several years ago. I still tried to water my trees and take good care of them every week. I wanted to make sure that my trees would grow much better than his.

    Twenty-five years later, when I came back to my hometown to check those trees, I was shocked. Dr. Gibbs' trees were extremely tall and big. My trees, however, were very weak. Dr. Gibbs' views suddenly came back to me. Hard conditions seemed to be good for Dr. Gibbs' trees.

    I used to try to make my sons' life comfortable and easy. Since then, I changed a lot. When children are growing up, they have to face lots of difficulties like Dr. Gibbs' trees, and difficulties can lead them to be strong and brave people to face everything.

    One day, a monster (怪兽) from outer space attacks (攻击) Earth. It even beats Superman. 1 world leaders call on people to make a super robot to drive the monster away.

    McDull is an ordinary (寻常的) piglet growing 2 in a fishing village. His 3 is to be an inventor(发明家). He wants to 4 the Earth. What can he do?

    Finally, McDull gets a good 5. He makes 6 rice cooker (电饭煲) into a 7 and calls it Rizo. Everyone in the 8 helps to make it. The robot wins the competition!

    Now, the task of saving the 9 falls on McDull and Rizo. Will they be able to do it? Go and 10 the movie McDull, Rise of the Rice Cooker (《麦兜：饭宝奇兵》).

    Chen Yujie studies at a boarding school in Ningbo, Zhejiang. She used to go back to her home in Cixi every week {#blank#}1{#/blank#} (get) money from her parents.

    It was not a short ride home and the trips were tiring. Chen hoped her parents could put the money on a bank card, {#blank#}2{#/blank#} she didn't have to travel so often.

    She decided to discuss {#blank#}3{#/blank#} with her parents during TV time after dinner. "It's usually the most relaxing time for our family," said Chen.

    She {#blank#}4{#/blank#} the right time. After a few turns of lobbying(游说), her parents {#blank#}5{#/blank#} agreed with Chen. For most teenagers like Chen, talking to parents can be difficult or even worrying. So they have to choose a right time.

    American magazine Highlight recently surveyed 1,521 {#blank#}6{#/blank#} (kid) aged 6~12 in the country, asking questions like" When you want to talk to your parents about something important, when is {#blank#}7{#/blank#} best time to do it?". Results show that American kids seem to know when their parents are most receptive(乐于接受的). Mealtime is discovered to be their favourite time to talk to their parents. Bedtime comes {#blank#}8{#/blank#} (two), followed by time spent in the car.

    {#blank#}9{#/blank#} (China) teenagers seem to have a similar tendency(倾向) towards the problem. A newspaper in Zhejiang did a survey {#blank#}10{#/blank#} it. The result shows most teenagers in the city would choose mealtime to talk to their parents.

    So do you have anything to talk to your parents? Choose a good time.