(Megan and Kyle are talking before class begins.)
Megan: Hey, Kyle, are you ready for the big test today? I studied that list of words and the definitions(释义) for two hours last night.
Kyle: Oh, but I didn't study at all. I just wrote all the answers on the palm(手掌) of my hand, see?
Megan: Kyle! You can't do that! That's cheating(作弊)！
Kyle: Hey, don't worry. I won't be caught. Mrs King will never know.
(Mrs King comes in and passes out the test papers.)
Mrs King: Okay, no more talking. You may begin.
(Kyle looks st his hand when the teacher isn't looking.)
Joe: (raising his hand) Mrs King, may I have a drink? I have the hiccups(打嗝).
Mrs King: Yes, you may.
Kyle: (raising his hand) Mrs King, may I get a drink, too?
Mrs King: Kyle, what is that on your hand? I think you had better come to my desk.
Kyle: Oh no…
(After this, Kyle realizes his mistake and never cheats in exams again.)

    Mr. Brown works on a farm. Mr. Green works in a park. But they don't know each other. Today is Sunday. Mr. Brown comes to the park. He feels tired. He wants to have a little rest. He sees a red chair under a tree over there. So he walks to the chair. Mr. Green is behind him. Mr. Green runs to the chair with a board when he sees Mr. Brown come to the chair. But Mr. Brown runs faster（更快） than Mr. Green. Then he sits on the chair. Mr. Brown is very happy. But Mr. Green doesn't say anything. He gives the board（板子） in his hand to Mr. Brown. It says, "Wet Paint(油漆未干). "

    One day an American went to a small town in South America for his holidays. Few people went there because it was far away from the cities. He fell ill（生病） and wanted very much to see a doctor.

    The American went to find out how he could find a fine doctor there. A man told him, "That's very easy. If there is a patient（病人） that a doctor can't cure（治愈）, the doctor has to put a balloon over his clinic（诊所）. "

    The American thought, "The fewer balloons are, the finer the doctor is." He began to look for the finest doctor along the street. First he found a clinic. There were 20 balloons. After a few minutes he found another one-30 balloons. He thought neither doctor was fine.

    At last he found the third clinic. Only 5 balloons were there. He was very happy and went in.

    "Wait a minute," said the doctor. "I'm too busy, you know. This clinic opened only yesterday." The American was very much surprised（感到吃惊的） and said to himself, "Where can I find the finest doctor?"

    Once there was a king. He liked to write stories very much. He always thought that his stories were good, so he liked to show them to people. As people were afraid of him, they all said his stories were very good and they wanted him to write more for them to read. The king was so happy that he wrote many more stories.

    One day, the king showed some of his best stories to a famous writer. He wanted the writer to praise (赞美) these stories. But after reading, the writer said his stories were so bad that there was no need to waste time on it and he should throw them into the fire. The king got very unhappy and sent him to prison.

    After some time, the king set him free (释放) and ordered him to come to his palace (宫殿). Again he showed some of his new stories and asked what he thought of them. After reading them, the writer at once turned to the soldiers and said, "Take me back to the prison."

    The Sixth Time I Went to the Principal's Office When I was in the seventh grade, I had problems behaving. My heart was in the right place, but I couldn't always follow the rules. I played many tricks on my schoolmates. Once, I even pulled a girl's hair on the school bus to get her attention. As a result, I was repeatedly sent to the office of the principal(校长).

    Although I hated going there, I did not hate the principal, Mr. Ratcliff. Mr. Ratcliff was a kind, elderly man. When he spanked(打屁股)me for putting some ants into a classmate's pencil box, it didn't hurt at all, but it did hurt my feelings. I thought so much of him and moments like that seemed to prove I was hopelessly bad.

    When I got called to Mr. Ratcliff's office for the sixth time, I had no idea what I had done. I felt disappointed as I walked down there. I went into his office, sat down, and looked at the floor. Then he said the last thing I expected to hear:"

    Kevin, I've heard you've been behaving really well lately. I want you to know how proud I am of you, and I just called you down to my office to give you a peppermint."

    "Really?" I was surprised.

    "Yes. Now you can take that peppermint and go back to class."

    I carried the peppermint with me as if it was a gold coin. When I got into my classroom, I bragged(吹嘘)to my classmates about my turnaround, excitedly. I wasn't so bad after all.

    Mr. Ratcliff was really kind. He made me realize that I was just a kid who had problems with behavior. He bought some peppermints and took the time to notice me when I got something-anything-right. Mr. Ratcliff gave me some hope by giving me some love. I will just remember him for the rest of my life.