The crowd at the airport rushed forward. The passengers had been waiting for a couple of hours for an airport worker to open the door leading to the plane outside. No one was in a good mood. An old man got stuck in the middle of the rush, He fell down and his head hit the hard floor. B1ood came out of his head. He appeared to be unconscious. Everyone rushed past him, except for Dana. She called for help.

 A minute later, a young airport worker showed up. Hardly looking at the old man, she told Dana to get on her plane. She said the old man would be okay, and walked away.

 Dana cried for help. Another airport worker appeared. He told Dana to get on the plane. Dana said that she was not moving until an ambulance(救护车) arrived. The worker said her plane would leave without her. Dana said that she didn't care.

 An ambulance with a doctor and a nurse finally arrived. They put him into the ambulance and drove off.

On her way out to the plane, which was still refueling(加油), Dana saw the worker who didn't care about the old man at the very beginning. The worker said, “You're lucky the plane didn't leave without you.”

 “The plane?” Dana asked.“Who cares about the plane? How could you be so cold? That was an old man; he could have been your grandfather! How would you like it if everyone just stepped over your grandfather and went on their way?”

C

    My name is Lin Tao. I am a Chinese boy. Now I'm studying in America. There are many kinds of clubs here. When I first come here, I don't know anything about clubs. I'm a shy boy, so I can't speak English well. In my first year in America, I don't like to speak to others. In my second year I have to change (改变) myself by doing some new things. I realize that school is not just about getting good grades (成绩), it's also about being part of a club. One day, when I go to the Media Center with my classmate Jim, he tells me something about the club. It's interesting, so I join it. I am in many clubs now. It's good to be part of a club. These clubs help me to make new friends.

①My daughter's pet fish is dying. Recently I find myself spending minutes and even hours staring at the clear round bowl, hoping for another performance of its wonderful dance. To be honest, I am not a fish person. Compared with cats and dogs, fish can neither play nor walk with me. To me, they are just so boring.

②But every morning now, I tap on the bowl, shake out some fish food and carefully throw it into the bowl, hoping the fish can eat it with the least effort. I try to make the fish more comfortable. Yet there's so little that I can do. The fish just remains still (一动不动的) at the bottom of the bowl.

③"Come on! Eat something!" I say. And suddenly I realize that somebody said the exact same sentences to me before. Many times.

④I think of the banana pancakes that my mother would serve me every time I became sick and stayed in bed. They were my favorite treat and always made me feel much better. "Come on! Eat something! Your body needs to be strong!" My mom would always say. What made me even warmer was the idea that she would always, always be there when I needed her.

⑤Many years later, I tried to do the same when my mother became sick. She was only 61 but seemed to get weaker every day. "Would you like some green tea?" Again and again, I would ask, "What about some cake? Hot chocolate? Strawberries?" I gently encouraged her to eat because I didn't know what else to do. "Please, Mom! Eat something! Your body needs to be strong!" But she would not. There she was, lying still on the bed, with her eyes closed. That was the last time I saw her.

⑥The fish is still lying at the bottom of the bowl. I stare at it and suddenly a familiar (熟悉的) face comes into my mind. Then I say in a low voice, "Mom, ▲ ."

Betty collected a basket of seashells. She showed them to Amy." Look! They are all1 . These are big, and those are small. Some look like beautiful animals… Well, I can use them to make a birthday present for my Dad! How wonderful!"

Suddenly, Amy saw the sea water rising along the beach. She was 2 and cried," The waves! They will take your toys!"

" Put my seashells onto the bus, Amy!" Betty ra n 3 to get her toys.

Just when Amy was about to get the basket onto the bus, she fell down and the shells4 into pieces.

When Betty 5 , she saw the pieces and cried. Amy tried to tell her what happened, but Betty still looked 6 and didn't talk to Amy. Amy didn't know what to do, so she took them home.

The next morning at school, Amy found Betty on her 7 . She walked over to her desk and took out a frame(框) and a bag of seashells." Betty, I 8 some nice seashell pieces from the broken ones last night. Shall we glue(粘) them to the frame together? We can put a( an) 9 of your family in it. It will be a wonderful present." Amy said. Betty agreed. Together they made a beautiful frame.

" Sorry, I wasn't careful yesterday, Betty." Amy said."I know the shells are 10 to you."

"I should also say‘ sorry' to you. I like them, but you' re my best friend." Betty smiled.