A man got a new car and he was very proud of it. One day, when he came back home, he saw his three-year-old son happily hitting the new car with a toy1. He broke off the paint on the car. The man was so2that he ran to his son, took away his hammer(锤子) from him, and used the hammer to hit the boy's3as hard as he could for punishment. The poor boy cried4but his father didn't care at all.

    When the father calmed down, he took his son to the5as soon as he couldAlthough the doctor tried to save the broken bones, he had to 6the fingers from both of the boy's hands in the end.

    When the boy 7in the hospital and saw his hands, he innocently (天真地) said, "Daddy, I'm sorry about your car." Then he asked, "But when are my fingers going to grow back?" The father felt very sad and regretted this very much.

    Think about this story when someone steps (踩)8your feet and you want to argue (争吵) with him. Think first before you9your patience with someone. Cars can be repaired， 10broken bones and hurt feelings often can't. So always remember: excusing is greater than argument and think before you act !

    Henry loved books, but not like you and I love books. Henry loved to1books. It all began quite by mistake one afternoon when he wasn't paying attention. He wasn't sure at first, and tried eating only one2Just to test.

    Next, he tried a whole sentence and then a whole page. Yes, Henry liked them very much. By Wednesday, he had eaten a whole book. He was3them very fast.

    And by the end of the month he could eat a whole book in one go.

But here is the best bit: The4he ate, the smarter he got.

    He ate a book5goldfish and then he knew what to feed. Before long he could do his father's crossword in the newspaper…, and was even smarter than his teacher in school.

    Henry loved being smart. He 6 that if he kept going, he might even become the smartest person on earth. So he kept eating books about anything. Henry wanted to know7all.

    8the thing started going not so well. In fact, they started going very, very wrong Henry was eating too many books, and too9at that. He was beginning to feel a little ill.

    Everything Henry was10was getting mixed up. I he didn't have11to digest(消化)it. It became quite difficult for him to speak.

    Suddenly Henry didn't feel very smart at all.

    More than one person told him he should12eating books. So Henry gave up eating books and sat13for a long time. What was he to do?

    Then, after a while, and almost by accident. Henry14it up a half-eaten book from the floor. But instead of putting it in his15Henry opened it up …

    …and began to read. And it was so good.

Yesterday was my birthday. I planned to{#blank#}1{#/blank#}(做一个蛋糕) by myself. My mom told me all the steps. But I still {#blank#}2{#/blank#}(犯错误). In the end, I not only failed but also {#blank#}3{#/blank#}(把厨房弄得一团糟). It {#blank#}4{#/blank#} (使我不开心). My mom then {#blank#}5{#/blank#}(把厨房打扫干净) and bought a cake for me. She was so kind!

It was a lovely spring afternoon. My classmates and I were playing happily on the playground when I let out a cry, "Ow! Ow! Something in my shoe is biting me."

Everyone was shocked by the cry. They took me into a classroom and were about to take off my1 . "Which foot is it?" One asked "let us have a look."

Suddenly, I remembered the holes in 2 socks. My family was very poor during those years. I wore welfare socks, which cost only a little, but those 3 welfare socks didn't last long. They soon had 4 at the bottom.

I refused to take off my shoe. I 5 stand others seeing the holes in my sock. I tried to hold back my tears. Yet, each time the thing 6 my shoe bit me, tears raced down my face.

My teacher, Miss Diane, hurried into the 7 , "What's wrong? " She asked.

"Something is biting her right foot, 8 she doesn't let us take off her shoe," One of my classmates answered.

Miss Diane lived next door to me. She 9 everything about my family. She put both hands on my shaking shoulders and 10 into my painful and hopeless eyes.

"Oh, yes, it must be a sock-eating ant," She said, as if she had 11 seen the thing inside the shoe. "I had a bite from one of those ants. By the time I got my shoe off, it had 12 almost the whole bottom off my sock." My classmates nodded while they were listening to the teacher 13 , although they all looked a little puzzled.

Miss Diane took off my right shoe and sock and shook them over the dustbin. Two red ants 14 it.

"Just what I thought. The ants have eaten part of her sock." When she stroked an alcohol cotton ball on the bites, she added, "You are such a 15 girl to take so many bites."

The alcohol felt cool on the bites and a little girl's pride was saved by the "sock-eating ant " story.

James and Isabella were classmates. One day, on {#blank#}1{#/blank#} (they) way home by bus, James wanted to play his favorite game. While he was asking a question and talking excitedly, Isabella sat there in {#blank#}2{#/blank#} (silent). She thought James was such {#blank#}3{#/blank#} chatterbox（话痨） that she didn't want to talk with him.

"James!" Isabella said. "You are noisy. {#blank#}4{#/blank#} you keep talking, I won't be your friend any more." After {#blank#}5{#/blank#} (hear) Isabella's words, James felt so sad. He kept quiet for the rest of the journey. When they got {#blank#}6{#/blank#} the bus, they went home separately. Neither of them said goodbye.

Later, Isabella and her mother were invited to James's house for a party. Isabella felt bored but she didn't say any {#blank#}7{#/blank#} (word) to James. Her mother noticed, "Isabella, what happened?" Isabella {#blank#}8{#/blank#} (explain) to her mother the reason. Then her mother said, "You should deal with this problem properly. He just wants to play with you. You could try a couple of rounds with James on the way home."

Isabella agreed. She said to James, "As long as you become a little {#blank#}9{#/blank#} (quiet), I will play with you." "I will. It's a deal!" James said {#blank#}10{#/blank#} (happy). After that, James and Isabella became good friends again.

Hi! I'm Jane. Welcome to my home. Look! {#blank#}1{#/blank#} In the photo you can see an English girl. She is my cousin. {#blank#}2{#/blank#} Linda is her first name. Smith is her last name. 

{#blank#}3{#/blank#} My mother is a teacher in a middle school. My father is a teacher, too. {#blank#}4{#/blank#} He is my brother, Bill. Where is he now? He is in his room and emails his friend because he lost his watch. Do you see it? {#blank#}5{#/blank#} Can you find me in the photo? Yes, the girl in a red hat is me. I like my family.