Hi! I'm Harry. Life used to be kind of difficult for me. The muscles(肌肉) in my arms and legs are weak. I have to be in a wheelchair all day. I can't use my legs at all, and I'm not too great with my hands. If I drop something it stays dropped until someone picks it up for me. I can't open doors or switch lights on and off. Carrying everything I need for school is a problem too.
Now things are easier. I have a helping hand. Pete is a golden dog that has been trained to help kids like me. Pete was at dog training school for two years to learn how to do different tasks. I had to be trained too. I had to learn how to give Pete instructions and how to take care of him.
When Pete is working he doesn't play around. My friends know they are not to pet him or call him when he is working. He can pull my wheelchair and pick up things I drop. Pete carries my books and lunch on his back. He pushes the button on the school lift and opens some kinds of doors. He even knows how to switch lights on.But best of all, Pete is here when I need a friend.

    Several days ago, Brenda had a car accident that led to one of her legs being cut off. Since then she didn't talk to anyone.

    “I wish I could bring her friends to visit her,” said Brenda's mother. “But it's a long bus trip.” The nurse smiled, “Don't worry. We have a plan.”

    Later that day, the nurse had taken Brenda to another room. “Here's your new roommate, Annie Wiggle-Do,” the nurse introduced a dark-hair teenager on the other bed.

    As soon as the nurse left, she jumped out of her bed with her only foot and sat at the other end of Brenda's bed, “I lost my leg from bone cancer,” she said. “What happened to yours?” Brenda was so shocked that she couldn't say a word. “You're lucky.” Annie continued. “You've still got your knee. They had to take mine.”

    “I'd like to have a chat with you, but my friends are coming any time now, so I have to get ready.” Annie said when she took off her hair! Her head was completely bald(秃头的).

    “Oh, I forgot to tell you, the medicine they gave me to kill the cancer also killed my hair.” Annie looked out her wigs(假发), brown and yellow, short and long, straight and curly.

    “That's why I thought up 'Annie Wiggle-Do'.” Annie smiled. “Get it? Any wig will do? Annie Wiggle-Do?” When Annie's friends came, she introduced Brenda to them all. Before long, Brenda started chatting with Annie and her friends. They didn't make her feel like a strange person at all!

    The girls shared their names with each other. When it was time to go to bed, Brenda said, “Good night, Annie Wiggle-Do. Can't wait till morning.”

    A young woman turns around and around quickly, and jumps high. In the background, a young girl reads a rejection (拒绝) letter from a ballet school. You have the wrong body for ballet, 'it says,' and at thirteen, you are too old. This was one of the most popular advertisements (广告) of 2014 and it describes American ballet Theatre's principal (主要的) dancer Misty Copeland.

    This was not a real letter. But Copeland says it is very similar to letters from her childhood. While many dancers start at the age of three. Copeland only began to study ballet in 1995 as a thirteen-year-old. People often told her that she was too old, or that she didn't have the perfect body type (She is only 157 cm tall). Her family moved a lot, and it was sometimes difficult for her to attend ballet classes. But Copeland loved dancing and did not want to give up. She stayed with her ballet teacher during the week and spent time with her family only at the weekend. This was a difficult life, but she worked hard and won her first national competition when she was fourteen years old. Copeland joined the American Ballet Theatre in 2000 and performed in many ballets over the next few years. In 2007, she became a solo (单独的) performer, and in 2015 she became its principal dancer.

    Copeland is now a dancer, author and Broadway performer. She also stars in the 2015 film A Ballerina's Tale. So what's next? According to Copeland, anything is possible: "My career (职业) really is just now beginning.'

How The Little Kite Learned To Fly?

    By Katherine Pyle

    "I never can do it." the little kite said,

    As he looked at the others high over his head.

    "I know I should fall if I tried to fly."

    "Try, "said the big kite." only try!

    Or I fear you never will learn at all."

    But the little kite said: "I'm afraid I'll fall,"

    The big kite said: "Ah, well, good-bye;

    I am off." And he rose towards the sky

    Then the little kite's paper stirred(微动)

    And he shook himself free for flight

    First whirling(回旋) and scared，then bravery grown,

    Up, up he rose through the air alone,

    While far below he could see the ground,

    And the boys like small ants moving round.

    A man made a nice talking machine. It could weigh people. The man wanted to try the machine before he could make a lot of these kinds of machines. He put the machine into the waiting room of a station. There were always lots of people in and out there.

    The first one began to use the machine. It was an Indian woman. When she stood on the machine, the machine thought for a few minutes to decide which language it should speak. "Good morning, madam," it said in Indian. "Your weight is 72kilos. That's three kilos more. If you eat more fruit and vegetables, you will be soon all right. Wish you a nice day."

    The second one who used the machine was a nice Chinese girl. She stood on the machine and waited to hear weight. "Good morning, Miss," the machine said in Chinese. "Your weight is 45 kilos. It's all right for your age and height. Go on to eat what you eat every day. Wish you a nice day."

    The third one to use the machine was a very fat American woman. She thought for a long time before standing on the machine. But as soon as she stood on the machine, the machine spoke quickly in English, "Good morning. Will one of you get off?"

Colin walked out of the shopping center with his head down. There were many wonderful Mother's Day gifts there, but they were too expensive. He had only saved four{#blank#}1{#/blank#}(dollar).

"Why don't you make {#blank#}2{#/blank#}(she) something?" Colin's older sister Whitney asked. "Remember the poem I{#blank#}3{#/blank#}(write) for Mom last year? She loved it so much." Colin knew it was true. The poem hung above the fireplace. But Colin wasn't good{#blank#}4{#/blank#}writing poems.

"It doesn't need{#blank#}5{#/blank#}(be) a poem," Whitney said. "It could be anything that makes her think of you whenever she sees it. That's why homemade gifts are special." "But I don't know how to make anything Mom would{#blank#}6{#/blank#}(actual) want,"Colin said.

"Yes, you do! You're always drawing those funny little comics (漫画). Why don't you do a comic of Mom? She would love it!"

Colin thought about the idea{#blank#}7{#/blank#}whole way home. He spent the next two days drawing in his room. Finally it{#blank#}8{#/blank#}(finish)!" On the morning of Mother's Day, Colin gave it to mom. He held his breath as his mom looked at it. "This is{#blank#}9{#/blank#}(good) gift you've ever given me, Colin," his mother said tearfully. "I know just where to put it," his dad said with a smile. He hung it next to Whitney's poem above the fireplace. Colin looked up at the comic. "{#blank#}10{#/blank#} a perfect work it is!" Colin said to himself.