Jim comes from America．He has lots of good friends in his class，and Su Ling is one of them．Today is Ling's birthday．She has a birthday dinner at home，and she asks Jim and other classmates to her house．Ling's mother cooks Chinese food for them．The food is so delicious，and Jim likes it very much．

In America，Jim usually has hamburgers，potato chips，bread and ice-cream like many Americans．Some people think that's why Americans are so fat．After he comes to China，he knows about Chinese food．At first，he really doesn't like Chinese food．It is different from American food．But later，he loves it! Now he usually has porridge and eggs for breakfast，some vegetables，rice and chicken for lunch，and noodles and fruit for dinner．His favorite Chinese food is dumplings．He thinks they are really delicious．“People in America don't eat them．What a pity!”Jim says．But Jim doesn't eat meat often．He doesn't want to be fat．

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    I put my carry-on in the luggage compartment(行李舱架),

    and sat down in my seat.Just before take-off,a line of soldiers came down the aisle（过道） and filled all the empty seats.

    After flying for about an hour, an announcement was made that sack lunch （午餐袋）were available for $5.As I reached for my wallet to buy one, I overheard the soldier ask his buddy if he planned to buy lunch. "No, that seems like a lot of money for just a sack lunch.I'll wait till we get to Chicago."His friend agreed.

    I looked around at the other soldiers.None were buying lunch.I walked to the back of the plane,and handed the flight attendant（服务人员）a $50 bill. "Take a lunch to all those soldiers."

    After we finished eating. I went again to the back of the plane, heading for the restroom. A man stopped me." I saw what you did.I want to be part of it. Here, take this." He handed me $25.

    Soon after I returned to my seat, I saw the Flight Captain coming down the aisle.

    When he got to my row, he stopped and said," I want to shake your hand. I was a soldier and I was a military（军队） pilot. Once, someone bought me a lunch.It was an act of kindness I never forgot."I was embarrassed when applause（掌声） was heard from all of the passengers.

    Later I walked to the front of the plane so I could stretch my legs.A man who was seated about six rows in front of me reached out his hand, wanting to shake mine. He left another $25 in my hand.

    We landed in Chicago, I picked up my belongings.Waiting just inside the airplane door was a man who stopped me and put something in my shirt pocket. Another $25.

    Upon entering the terminal（航站楼）,I saw the soldiers gathering for their trip to their base.

    I walked over to them and handed them $75."It will take you some time to reach the base.It will be about time for a sandwich. God Bless You." I said.

    These soldiers were giving their all for our country. I could only give them a couple of meals.It seemed so little.

    "I am going to the store, Uncle Moti, "Mina said. "Do you want to come along? You have not seen much of the neighborhood yet."

    Uncle shook his head. "No, thank you," he said. "It is just too loud and crowded for me. Everyone is always on the go, while I am used to the peace and quiet of our village. I feel afraid out there, like a frightened (害怕的) child. "Mina sat on the sofa next to her uncle. "Tell me about the village, Uncle Moti," she said. "Would I like it there?"

    Uncle laughed. "Without a doubt, you would find it dull at first-the loudest sound is usually birdsong. The people I meet on the street are all people I know, and we stop and talk or go to the tea shop and have tea. There are not many shops, but the shopkeepers know all their customers. Everyone is friendly and has a smile for everyone else."

    "Sounds really nice," Mina said. "But I think maybe it is not different in every way. I really wish you would come with me, and I could show you why I say that. "Uncle sighed and got up, saying, "All right, Mina, I will go."

    Out on the street, cars zoomed by, some of them honking. Uncle looked very nervous at all the noise and activities, and Mina took his hand.

    "Look," she said, "there is my friend Nate, and coming down the street is my teacher, Ms. Sanchez." Mina waved to Nate, who waved back, and called hello to her teacher. Then she led her uncle down the street to the store, where she greeted the shopkeeper. "Hi, Ms. Franklin, this is my uncle Moti, who has come here to live."

    "Over here," Mina took her uncle's arm and led him across the street. A sign over a door read "Navid's Tea Shop." Uncle smiled. They went in and sat at a table. They ordered tea, and Uncle sighed happily.

    "Well, I see what you were trying to show me," he said. "This neighborhood is your village. Now it will be mine to. It has friends, kind shopkeepers, birds, and even a tea shop…"

When I was eight years old，my family moved from Edinburgh to London because my father started a new job here. The new place was far away from my grandmother，so we sometimes spent a couple of hours driving to Edinburgh to visit her when we missed her terribly. Her house was hundreds of miles away but the trip was never boring. 

Grandma never had much. She didn't have expensive things，or live in a nice house. But I could feel with my heart that she loved us deeply，especially when my world was turned upside down two years later. Grandma knew that my mother and father divorced and I lived with my father. I would actually like to live with my mother. 

I still remember those little things. Grandma allowed me to sit on the top of her kitchen table，getting me to dip（蘸）my fingers in the sugar bowl or drink from her coffee cup. Grandma had a beautiful bottle high on a shelf. One day after her death，I received a box. To my surprise，I found the bottle inside. She remembered once I had asked her for it. 

Grandma saved her pennies in a glass jar（罐）. She could have used those pennies herself but she kept them for my brother Tommie and me. And I was always excited to divide the pennies between my brother and me. "One for you，one for me. " I would repeat until the jar was empty. I don't remember how much we got on our visits，but I know that's how she loved us and cared about us when we were far away from her. So if I am lucky enough to find a penny lying on the ground one day. I am sure it is just the one from Grandma in heaven（天堂）. 

Those childhood memories have never gone away from me. Instead，they still give me great feelings through the years. A Grandma's love stays with a grandchild as long as he needs it. You know，love is just like that. 

He is always in my heart. I couldn't believe I lost him. As I think of my father, tears fill my eyes and stream down my face. 

My dad always wanted to go to Canada, so he wrote a letter to one of my uncles in Canada for help. My uncle successfully got a visit visa(签证)for my dad. So he flew to Canada, looking for a better life for his kids. That year, I was six. 

After a few months, dad wrote us a letter saying he was fine and happy. That letter, and its many fellows(伙伴)down the years, all with the same words, kept coming to our doors for 11 years. Yet, even as he lived here in Canada, his health was failing him―but fearing we would worry he never let on about his ill health. He spent these years in Canada working hard; finally after 11 years when he got his landed immigrant(永久居民)paper, he wrote us saying all of us could move to Canada. 

We were all happy that we would finally be together. It was to be a huge family reunion(重聚). Sadly my father did not live to see his family reunion as he suffered a serious heart attack. 

Yes, Canada is a wonderful country. So many times I can't help thinking it was here that my dad was taken away from us. When I miss him, I want someone to hold me and give me a hug. And when I see how everyone gives his father gifts on Father's Day, wishing them a long, happy life, I want to do the same. But to whom can I give my Father's Day gift and card? Where can I get the same warm loving hug again?