SCENE I

One dollar a week

The doorway of the house where Chandler has a room. He is dressed in his best clothes, ready for his evening out. He is going out as his friend, Jeff White, comes in.

WHITE         What are you doing this evening, Towers?

CHANDLER      (Smiling) Tonight I'm going to live like a man with a million dollars!

WHITE         What are you talking about? You haven't got a million dollars!

CHANDLER      How much money are you and I paid each week, Jeff?

WHITE         Eighteen dollars. Why?

CHANDLER      And how much of that eighteen dollars do you spend each week?

WHITE         All of it, of course.

CHANDLER    Well, I don't. Each week I save one dollar out of my eighteen. Then, every ten weeks, I can buy myself an evening to remember.

WHITE         What do you do?

CHANDLER   I put on my finest clothes, go to one of the best restaurants in New York, eat the most expensive food on the menu, drink the best wine, and then take a taxi home!

WHITE          (Surprising) Why?

CHANDLER     Why? Because it makes me feel wonderful to sit with some of the richest people in America, and to make them think that I'm rich, too.

WHITE          You're crazy!

CHANDLER     (Laughing) Perhaps I am!

Mrs Black comes in.

MRS BLACK      Ah, Mr Chandler. I wanted to see you.

CHANDLER      Good evening, Mrs Black. What a lovely evening!

MRS BLACK   Lovely evening perhaps, but you haven't paid me for your room this month. When am I going to get the money?

CHANDLER     Soon, Mrs. Black. Very soon.

Mrs Black looks at Chandler's clothes.

MRS BLACK      You can spend money on expensive clothes, but you can't pay for your room. Is that right?

CHANDLER    (Hurrying away) Good night, Mrs Black!

    Ali, who was working a long way from home wanted to send a letter to his wife, but he could neither read nor write, and he had to work all day, so he could only look for somebody to write his letter late at night. At last he found the house of a letter writer whose name was Nasreddin.

    Nasreddin was already in bed. "It is late," he said. "What do you want?" "I want you to write a letter to my wife," said Ali, Nasreddin was not pleased. He thought for a few seconds and then said, "Has the letter got to go far?" "What does that matter?" answered Ali.

  "Well, my writing is so strange that only I can read it, and if I have to travel a long way to read your letter to your wife, it will cost you a lot of money." Ali went away quickly.

B

    On August 21st, 2016, our Chinese National Women's Volleyball Team won the gold medal at 2016 Rio Olympics, 12 years after the last gold medal. All of Chinese were so excited. Thanks to the great coach named Lang Ping whom Chinese people are so proud of. Lang Ping was born in Tianjin. She was once a volleyball player of the Chinese National Volleyball Team. They won the gold medal at the 1984 Summer Olympics in Los Angeles. Lang was seen as one of the most respected  people in modern Chinese sports history. Because of her excellent skills and main role in the success of the Chinese Women's Volleyball Team in the 1980s, she is known as the "Iron Hammer ".

    In 1995, Lang as a coach led the national team and guided them to win the silver medal at the 1996 Atlanta Olympics. But in 2005, she became coach of the USA's women's team. In the 2008 Beijing Olympics, Lang led the Americans to play against Chinese National Team. In 2013, Lang became coach of China again. It could be difficult to train for the Rio Olympics. In order to get ready for it, she tried her best to teach girls skills, and she is also friendly, just like girls' mother. They get on well with each other and work together. She encouraged them all the time and told them "never give up". In fact, everyone had a strong will for their dream. Now the dream really came true.

    Their success showed the world about their great spirit. Though the success did not come easily, they can make it. Lang is regarded as the most amazing star all the time.

    A lot of boys and girls in western countries are wearing the same kind of clothes, and many of them have long hair, so it is often difficult to tell whether they are boys or girls.

    One day an old man went for a walk in a park in Washington and when he was tired, he sat down on a chair by a swimming pool. A young person was standing on the other side of the pool.

    "Oh!" the old man said to the person sitting next to him. "Do you see the person with the loose clothes and long hair? Is it a boy or a girl?"

    "A girl," said his neighbor. "She is my daughter."

    "Oh!" the old man said quickly. "Please forgive me. I didn't know that you were her mother."

    "I'm not," said the person. "I'm her father."

Henry was an office worker in a big city.He worked very hard and enjoyed {#blank#}1{#/blank#}in his holidays.

He usually travelled abroad，but one year he saw an advertisement（广告） in a newspaper."Enjoy country life.Spend a {#blank#}2{#/blank#}weeks at West Hill Farm.Good food.Fresh air.Horse riding.Walking.Fishing.Cheap and interesting."

"This {#blank#}3{#/blank#}a good idea，" he thought."I'll spend a month at West Hill Farm.I think I can enjoy horse {#blank#}4{#/blank#}，walking and fishing.They'll make a change from sitting by the seaside and swimming."

He {#blank#}5{#/blank#} to the farmer.In the letter he said that he would {#blank#}6{#/blank#}to spend all of July there.Then on the first of July，he left for West Hill Farm.

But four days {#blank#}7{#/blank#}，he returned home.

"What was wrong with West Hill Farm？"his best friend，Ed，asked him."Didn't you enjoy country life？"

"Country life was very good，"Henry said."But there {#blank#}8{#/blank#}another problem."

"Oh.What？"

"Well，"he said，"the first day I was there a sheep died（烤羊肉）for dinner."

"What's wrong with that？" Ed asked. "Fresh meat is the best."

"I know，but on the {#blank#}9{#/blank#}day a cow died，and we had roast beef for dinner."

"Lucky you!"

"You don't understand，"Henry said."On the third day a pig died and we had roast pork（猪肉）for dinner."

"A different meat {#blank#}10{#/blank#}day，" Ed said loudly， "and you are complaining!"

"Let me finish，"Henry said."on the fourth day the farmer died，and I didn't dare （敢）stay for dinner!"

 Hello! My name is Amy. I am 13 years old. I come from England, but now I live in Beijing with my parents and study in a 1 high school here. The school is big 2 very beautiful. There are 50 students in my class. Because of my blue eyes and brown hair, I look3 from them. But they are all very kind to me. Today is my 4 day at school. We will meet each teacher and have six classes altogether. I get to school 5 7:50 and enter(进入) the classroom quickly. It's on the second floor. Soon, an old woman comes into the classroom. She 6 very nice. "Good morning, I'm Mrs. Green. I'm your English teacher. I hope you will like my classes, "says Mrs. Green. I am very excited about learning English in China. After the English class, we have science,7 and music. Math is my 8 subject because I like thinking very much. I think it is important 9 us to think more in learning. Math can just help improve my ability(能力). In the afternoon, we have art and P. E. They are both interesting. This is my day at school. Do you remember10 ?