Henry was a kind, good boy. His father was dead, and his mother was very poor. He had a little sister about two years old. He wanted to 1his mother, for she could not always make enough money to buy food for her little 2.

 One day, a man gave him a dollar for3 a wallet which he had lost. Henry might have kept all the money, for no one saw him when he found it. 4his mother had taught him to be honest, and never keep what did not belong to him.

 With the dollar he bought a box, three brushes and some blacking. He5went to the corner of the street and said to every one whose boots(靴子) did not look nice, “6 your boots, sir, please?” He was so polite that gentleman soon began to notice him, and to let him black their boots. The first day he brought home fifty cents, which he gave to his mother to buy food with.

 When he gave her the money, she said, as she dropped a tear(泪水) of 7, “You are a dear, good boy, Henry. I did not know how I could make enough money to buy bread with, but now I think we can manage to 8 quite well. ”

 Henry worked all the day, and went to school in the evening. He made almost enough money to support his mother and his little sister.

    A teenage boy couldn't stand his parents' family rules, so he left home.

    He wanted to be1, but he had poor education and several years later, he had to ask for food in the street for a living. Now his mother has died. His father is an old man, but he is still looking 2his son. He has been to every corner of the city. Everywhere he goes, he3a big photo of himself on the wall. At the lower part of the photo he writes, "I still love you4back home!"

    One day, the son saw one of the photos. The face was familiar. "Is that my father?" He moved closer and read the5,"I still love you." He cried. When he got home, it was early morning. He6at the door. The door opened itself. He rushed to his father's7. His father was sleeping. He woke his father up. "It's me! Your8is back home!" The father and the son held each other, full of9tears. The son asked, "Why is the door unlocked? A thief could get in." The father answered10,"The door has never been locked since you left."

    The door of parents' love to their children will never be closed.

    Look! Here is a photo 1 my family. I have a big family. My 2  are old now. My grandfather is 72 years old and my grandmother3 70 years old. I have an4. He's my father's 5. I have two6. They're my mother's sisters. I have7 cousins—a boy and a girl. They are my uncle's8 and daughter. I have a sister, too. But she 9 in the photo. I am in a nice 10. I love my family.

    "I have lots of dreams," said Laurie. He lay down and looked up at the sky.

    "Tell us about your favorite one, Laurie," Meg said.

    "Only if you tell me about 1," the boy replied.

    The girls agreed, so Laurie began.

    "I want to travel around the world and 2 lots of places. Then I'd like to become a famous musician. 3 wants me to be a businessman like him. But I don't 4 money or business. I just want to enjoy myself."

    "5 don't you get on a ship and sail away?" said Jo.

    "No, Jo," said Meg quickly.

    "That isn't right. Laurie, you must do what your grandfather wants. He loves you."

     "Perhaps you are right, Meg," Laurie said. "My grandfather is old and he doesn't have 6 else. He only has me. Tell us about your favorite dream, Meg!"

    "I'd like a lovely house, 7 of all kinds of nice things — good food, pretty clothes and 8 furniture," Meg said." And lots of money, of course. I'd also like to help people."

    "And what about a 9 and some beautiful children in your lovely house?" said Jo, laughing. Meg looked at Laurie and her face 10 red.

    "I suppose you want horses and books in your house, Jo!" she replied.

    "You're right! Lots of Arabian 11 and rooms full of books," said Jo. "I want to 12 books and be a rich and famous writer. That's my favorite 13. And yours, Beth?"

    "I dream about staying at home with Father and Mother and looking after the family. I don't want anything else." said Beth 14.

    "My favorite dream is to be a(n) 15. I want to paint wonderful pictures." said Amy.

    "Let's meet again in ten years and see how many of us have got our wishes," said Jo.

—taken from Little Women