Mr. Black was over fifty years old. He sometimes made some mistakes in his work, and he lost his work. So he had 1 time every day to do something. Then he often met his old friends under a big tree. They had a drink there and 2 anything they liked.

    One day, some old men were sitting together again and talking about young people in this world. They all agreed that the old people were 3 than young people. Then one of the old 4 said that young men were stronger than old men.

    5of them agreed that this was true, 6 Mr. Black didn't. He said, "No, I am as strong now as when I was a young man." His friends were surprised 7 what he said.

    "Well," said Mr Black. "Near my house there is a big stone. When I was a young man, I used 8 to move it. But I couldn't because I was not 9. I am an old man now, and when I try to move it, I still 10. So I am as strong as when I was young. "

    Mr. Hamel now picked up a French grammar book and started to teach. It all seemed so 1 during that last lesson. I understood all the participles（分词）which Mr. Hamel explained.

     "2 didn't French seem so interesting before?" I asked myself.

    But I knew the answer. It was my last French lesson, and I regretted not studying hard before. I 3 to listen very carefully. Mr. Hamel was trying to teach us everything he knew. He had never taught a lesson so well before.

    The grammar lesson finished, and then we started 4. I had never seen so many hardworking students before. Everyone had their 5 down, and the sound of pens on paper was the only sound to be heard.

    Students were usually distracted(分心) by even the smallest thing. However, when some beetles（甲壳虫）flew into the classroom, not one student looked at them today. It was very 6.

     I looked at Mr. Hamel. He was sitting still in his chair. The only things he 7 were his eyes. He looked carefully at one thing in the classroom for a while 8 looking at the next thing. For forty years, the only classroom was like his 9, and now it was being taken from him.

    Mr. Hamel looked at all of the walls, windows, desks, and chairs 10 we were working hard. I was sure he wanted to remember everything like it was now.

    Lucy was a single mother. She lived with her little son. She lost her 1 two years ago and they had a very hard life. Being 2 was terrible. Her heart, was broken every time her son asked, "Can I have some more 3 please, Mom?"

    One day, when her son asked the same question again, she decided to prepare a big meal for him4 the only 6 dollars in her hand. She went to the supermarket,5 some food and cooked at home. Lucy was ashy mother,6she was strong-minded. "It's time to make a change," she thought. She once loved writing. To make some money, she 7 to write for magazines day and night.

    Things went 8. The local food bank started to provide Lucy with some free vegetables every month. Her son 9 had enough food to eat. Once he told Lucy that the dishes she made were 10. Then, an idea came to Lucy's mind: Why not 11 my recipes on the Internet?" She did. Many people liked her recipes and she became 12.

    Soon after that, some reporters interviewed her and asked her to write a book on 13. When Lucy got the money for the14 she wrote, she was very happy. Now Lucy has a well-paid job and a beautiful home, but shell15 the days when she worked hard for a good life forever.

    Do you like playing football? It is so popular among boys nowadays. Johnny, a twelve-year-old boy, 1 likes it very much. He used to 2 it in his room. His parents were very angry and told him several 3 not to play football at home because he could break 4, but he never listened.

    Last Sunday, his 5 went out for a walk and Johnny couldn't help playing football again. He was enjoying his game in the living room 6 his parents came in and saw him.

    “Oh, my God, Johnny, you know that playing with your ball at home is not 7. We are very 8 about you and are going to give your ball to another kid. You should obey(遵守)the rules 9 you are at home." Johnny's father said.

    Johnny felt very sad. He 10 that it was his mistake. He decided to obey the rules later, not only at home, but also at school.

    Thanksgiving Day was near. The first-grade teacher asked1students to draw a picture of something that they were thankful for. People celebrated the holiday2turkey( 火鸡) and other traditional food of the season. So, most of her students' pictures were about them.

    3, Peter drew a different kind of picture. Peter was a different kind of boy. He always looked sad. When asked to draw a picture of something for which he was thankful, he drew ay4. Other students were all very interested in the picture. Whose hand could it be? One child guessed it was the hand of a farmer, because farmers feed5. Another thought it was the hand of a policeman, because the police (山)6 and care for people. Still others guessed it was the hand of God(上帝) ... The discussion went on until the teacher almost7the young artist.

    During the break, all children ran out of the classroom except Peter.  The teacher came to Peter's 8 , bent(弯腰) down, and asked him whose hand it was. The little boy9and said in a low voice, "It's yours, teacher.

    She remembered the times she took his hand and walked with him here and there. She10said, "Take my hand, Peter. Let's go outside. Let me show you how to use your pencil. "Peter was very grateful to his teacher.