Yesterday was Lucy's father's birthday．In the morning，Dad left1early and said he might get back late．"Dad is so2that he didn't remember his birthday," thought Lucy．

    After Dad left, Lucy decided to make a birthday cake3him．She thought it was a(n)4gift because it was a handmade(手工制作的)one．Soon she began to make it with her mother's5 ． Dad is heavy, so Lucy just put a little sugar(糖)in it．Two hours later, they made a great cake．"6you have anything to say to your father, you can make a birthday card and7it down on the card，"said Mom．Lucy thought her mother's8was good，and she made a card．

    Dad came back at night．He was happy to9the cake with a card．And the card read：Dad, you are so busy, but you have to keep a good living habit．We wish10healthy．Happy birthday, Daddy!

    Time flies like an arrow. What is your most unforgettable experience in the year 2014? Three teen's readers want to 1 their stories with you.

    Ji Luyang, 13, from Jiangsu: This summer, I went for a budget trip(穷游) with my father to northern China. We took 2 instead of plane. Hard seat tickets were our 3 choice.  We were happy because we 4 the money for a hotel even though the time on the train was uncomfortable. After the trip, I have become an expert on saving money.

    He Zhuowen, 14, from Shanxi: The biggest thing for me this year is that I have made a new friend from Taiwan. Her name is Zou Mianzhi. She is of the 5 age as me. I learnt a lot about schools in Taiwan from Zou. For example, they take logic class andhome economics(家政) class, which are new to 6. Now we still talk about our lives by WeChat(微信) every day.

    Zhang Yaozhi, 14, from Shanghai: In 2014, I tried teaching for the first time in my life. It was

    7 of our school's community activities. Before, I thought it was easy,8 I was wrong. To prepare lessons, I had to 9 until midnight. From this experience I came to understand our teachers 10. It is really frustrating when you speak on the platform but nobody listens!

    I have a friend named Monty Roberts who owns a horse ranch (牧场).He has let me use his ranch to raise money for youth at risk programs.

    The last time I was there he told me his story. When he was young, his family is too 1 to have a house to live in. When he was in high school, he was asked to write a paper about 2 he wanted to be and do when he grew up. That night he wrote a seven-page paper describing his goal of someday 3 a horse ranch. He wrote about his dream in great 4 and he even drew a picture to show a 4,000-square-foot house that would sit on a 200-acre dream ranch. The next day he handed it in to his teacher. Two days later he received his paper back. On the front page was a large red F with a note that read, "See me after class." Roberts went to see the teacher and asked, "Why did I receive an F?" His teacher said, "This is a(an) 5 dream for a young boy like you. Having a horse ranch requires a lot of money. There's no way you could ever do it." Then the teacher added, "If you will rewrite this paper with a more possible goal, I will reconsider your 6."

    The boy went home and thought about it for a 7 and hard time. He asked his father what he should do. His father said, "Look, son, you have to 8 your own mind on this." Finally, after sitting with it for a week, the boy turned in the same paper, making no 9 at all.  He told his teacher," You could keep the F and I will 10 keep my dream."

    Monty tells me this story because I am sitting in his 4,000-square-foot house in the middle of his 200-acre horse ranch. He said kids' dreams can be stolen. Don't let anyone steal your dreams. Follow your heart, no matter what.

    After school on Friday, I waited at the school gate lo walk home with Jemma, as usual. Then I saw 1 talking and laughing happily with some other girls. She glanced (瞥了一眼) at me and left me alone there I knew fight then that I had 2 my best friend.

    At dinner, Mom asked. "Is Jemma coming by tomorrow?"

    I shrugged (耸肩) and said nothing.

    The next morning. Mom asked. "Today is 3. What are you and Jemma going to do?" I shrugged again. "4 is Jemma?"

    Mom took a look at me. Them she said, "Will you take these magazines to Grandma, please?"

    5 I walked down the street, a new girl in the neighborhood came towards me, smiling. But I just went 6 her.

    Grandma welcomed me at the door with a warm hug.

    Sitting on the sofa, I noticed a(an) 7 of kids in old-fashioned clothes on the table . Grandma pointed at a girl with short fair hair.

    "That's Beth Lambert," she said. "My best friend. Until a week before we took this photo." I was 8 at that.

    "Beth and I were best friends in school. We did everything 9. Then one day, she made new friends and said she didn't want to hang out with me anymore. Nothing hurt 10 that."

    I didn't say anything. I couldn't. I knew I'd start 11 if I opened my mouth.

    Grandma hugged me again. "Simone, sometimes friends grow 12. It might happen to anyone," she continued. "Then, see him?" Grandma's finger 13 to a boy with glasses in the photo. "He lived near me. When I was walking home by myself 14 this boy was, too, I said 'hello'. And we became friends."

    "So, if we want to start a new friendship," she smiled. "One 15 is all it took."

    As I was heading home, that new girl appeared again. I went towards her and spoke, "Hello."