Working in Africa, one day we went to an orphanage (孤儿院). There we met a lovely little girl named Tanzile. I gave her a sweet I brought. “She 1 one more, doctor,” said the nurse. I said “Of course.” and gave her 2.

    Before we left, we went to say 3 to Tanzile. She was holding the sweets I had given her.

    I said to the nurse, “This little girl is clever. She has taken two sweets for herself.”4 after the nurse asked her some questions, we learned the 5 about Tanzile.

    Tanzile was 7 then. Two years before, her mom and dad had both died of AIDS. Her baby sister was taken away from her. From then on, whenever she  6 anything from people, including food, she refused to accept unless they gave her two — one for her and one for her 7.

    In fact, in her room, we found quite a few old things which she  8 38   to give her sister one day.

    Later that day, I was 9 to find that this was not an isolated (个别的) story. There were many orphans just like Tanzile. With a lot of things in their rooms, they 10 for their brothers and sisters who they hadn't seen for so long.

    People sometimes think African children are different from our kids. They think that the children there don't feel pain or sadness or love. But that is not true. Their pain is deep. And so is their love.

    Mr. Smith stood at the bus stop and watched the cars go by. Many of the cars were new Beta400s, 1 most of them were yellow. Mr. Smith always 2 the same clothes as other men, ate the same 3 as other people, and did the same things after work, and 4 the end of the week, Mr. Smith did not like to be 5.

    The following week, Mr. Smith bought a new, bright, yellow Beta400. He was very 6 with it, and drove to work in it 7 the next day. He was even more pleased with his new car, when he 8 all the other Beta400s, in front, behind, and on 9 sides of it.

    Mr. Smith parked his car in a big car-park near his office, and walked the 10 of the way. But when he came back at five o'clock, there were 11 many bright yellow Beta400s in the car-park that Mr. Smith did not know 12 car was his. He tried his 13 in some of the cars, but people passing by 14 him a look that he did not like. So he stopped.

    15 Mr. Smith had to wait for nearly two hours until his was the only yellow Beta400s in the car-park.

    Once there lived two brothers. The elder was called Simon and the younger Victor. They1each other very much, and always took care of one another. Every day they worked from morning 2night, getting as much grain(谷物) as possible from their fields.

    One late autumn evening, after their work in the3was done, Simon said to his wife, "Victor got married last month. He has many bills(账单) to pay. I think I will put a bag of rice in his barn(谷仓). “Oh, that's a good idea,” said his wife. “But please don't tell him,” said Simon, “If he knows I put the rice there, he will4take it.”

    So, late that night Simon took a bag of rice to Victor's barn. The next day, while looking at his own barn, he found5strange. “I took a bag of rice to Victor's house last night,6 I still have the same number of bags in my barn.7 did that happen?”

    Simon decided to take another bag of rice to his brother's barn that night. But the next morning, he found the8number of bags in his barn again! “This is very strange,” he thought. That night he9again. He carried a large bag of rice on his shoulder(肩膀); and walked down the road to his younger brother's house. In the bright moonlight, he could see another10coming down the road. He was carrying something on his11 too. “Younger Brother!” Simon cried, “What are you doing?” “I was12you, Older Brother,” said Victor, “Your family is13 than mine. I thought you needed more rice.” The two brothers quickly14that they had been taking rice to each other. They15what had happened. “It is good to have a brother like you,” they both said. And they lived happily ever after.