My name is Peter. I was born in Paris. When I was three, my family moved to London. We stayed there for one year then my dad had to move to New York. We spent about two years there. I moved to Shanghai last May and I like the new country very much.

    I study at an international school in Shanghai. There are people from nearly all parts of the world. I like my school very much and I can learn many things. I love learning Chinese and keep practising it with my classmates. After school, my favourite sport is football. I like drawing and painting, too.

    Shanghai has four seasons and l like spring best here, because I can go out in the evening and play with my friends. In my hometown, the summers are hotter than Shanghai but the winters are not so cold as they are here.

    Shanghai is like a small world where all kinds of people and food can be seen. I like being part of it and I am very happy to stay here.

The summer vacation started on June 26th. Jerry wanted to find a job in the city. One day he saw an advertisement(广告) in a window. It said, "Wanted: The best salesman(推销人员) in the world. Top Pay."

    "I'm a great salesman," Jerry said to himself. "I'm sure that I can sell anything. I'll go in and ask for that job."

    So Jerry went into the building. He saw a manager in it. He said to the manager, "Good morning. I saw your advertisement. I think I'm the best salesman in the world. Give me the job, please."

    "You must prove(证明)that you're the best," the manager said.

    "I'll pass every test that you give me," Jerry said.

    "Good," the manager said, and he took a box of sweets out of his desk. "Last week I bought a thousand boxes of the sweets. If you can sell them all before the end of the week, you can have the job."

    "That's easy," Jerry said.

    He took the boxes of sweets and left the office.

    Every day and all day he went from shop to shop, trying to sell boxes of the sweets. But he couldn't sell one. The sweets were so bad that he couldn't even sell them.

    At the end of the week, he went back to the manager. "I'm sorry, sir," he said. "I was wrong about myself. I'm not the best salesman in the world, but I know who is."

    "Oh," said the manager. "Who do you think is the best?"

    "The person who sold you a thousand boxes of the sweets."

    Tommy is from a poor family. His father is a worker and he is often ill. Tommy hopes to be an artist, but everybody says it is not possible for him to be an artist and makes fun of his family and his dream. But Tommy never gives up.

    One day, he heard there was a drawing competition the following week, and anyone aged 13 and up was welcome. The winner would get 10,000 dollars and some art equipment(设备). He thought for a minute and decided to take part in the competition.

    That week seemed like the longest week in his life. Every day when he got home from school, a pencil and a piece of paper were the first things in his hands. He practiced drawing for a long time. Then, the day of the competition came. He finished his drawing quickly.

    After two weeks, Tommy got a letter. Tommy was too afraid to open the letter. At last he opened it slowly. Just as he read the first sentence, he began crying. However, they were not tears(眼泪) of sadness. They were tears of happiness.

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My mother's loving hands

    Night after night, she came to help me sleep, even long after my childhood years.

    I don't remember1it first started making me a little angry-my mum's hands pushing my hair that way. But it really made me uncomfortable, for they2rough(粗糙的)against my young skin. Finally, one night, I3her, "Don't do that anymore. Your hands are too rough！”She didn't say anything, 4she never did it again.

    Years later, I missed my mother's5and her goodnight kiss on my face. I'm not a little girl any more. My mum is6her mid-seventies, and her rough hands are still doing things for my family and me.

    Now my own children have7. It was late on Thanksgiving Eve. As I slept in my bedroom, a familiar hand ran across my8to push the hair from my head. Then a kiss, ever so softly, touched my brow(额头).

    Taking my mum's hand, I told her how9I was for that night I shouted at her. But my mum didn't know what I was talking about. She had forgotten it long ago.

    That night, I10with a new appreciation(感激)for my mother's caring hands. And the guilt(内疚)that I had carried around for so long was nowhere to be found.

    Born without arms or legs, Nick Vujicic knew from an early age that he was different. There is no medical explanation for Vujicic's physical disability. Though he struggles（挣扎）with some little things of everyday living（brushing teeth, for example）,he has become a great speaker.

    Confidence didn't come naturally to Vujicic. Growing up in Melbourne, Australia, he struggled with depression （抑郁）and was bullied（欺凌）at school. When he was just 10 years old, he tried to kill himself. Thanks to his family's strong support and selfless love over time, Vujicic chose to be positive towards life. After his mother showed him a newspaper article about a man dealing with a serious disability when he was seventeen, he started to give public talks. The great Australian has visited more than 50 countries and given thousands of talks. No matter where he goes, he communicates the main message﹣that no matter what difficulties you meet, you can overcome ! Here's what he said in one of his powerful speeches:

"I felt like I was a burden （负担）to those around me and the sooner I go, the better it'd be for everyone. I wanted to end my pain and end my life at a young age, but I am thankful once again, for my parents and family who were always there to comfort me and give me courage.

    Because of my emotional struggles I had experienced with bullying and loneliness, God has given me a passion（激情）of sharing my story and experiences to help others deal with whatever difficulty they have in their life and let God turn it into a blessing. To encourage and inspire others to live to their fullest potential and not let anything get in the way of achieving their hopes and dreams. "

    My pen pal John is a school boy. He is from the USA and he is 13 years old. This is his room. Let's have a look. His computer is on the desk. And a telephone is on it, too. His books are everywhere. Some are on the shelf（书架）and some are on the ground. Look, what's that under the bed? Oh, it's one of his socks. Where's his schoolbag? It's near the bed. You can find a dictionary, a pencil box and a set of keys in it. Where is his hat? Can you find it?