The famous research scientist Stephen Glenn, who had made very important medical achievements. was being interviewed by a new  reporter asked Stephen Glenn so much more creative than other.

   He said that it all came  from an experience with his mother that happened when he was two years old. He tried to carry a bottle of milk form the refrigerator. But tried to carry a bottle of milk sprinkled all over the kitchen floor.
   When his mother came into the kitchen, instead of complaining about it ,she said , “Robert, what a of complaining about it ,she said, “Robert, what a great and wonderful mess you have made! Well, the terrible thing has already been done . Would you like to get down and play in the milk form a few minutes before we clean it up?”
   Indeed, he did. After a few minutes , his mother said ,”You know , Robert , whenever you make a mess like this , you have to clean it up . We could use a sponge or a towel. Which do you prefer?” He chose the sponge and together they cleaned up the milk.
   His mother. then said, “You know , what we have here is a failed experiment in how to carry a big milk bottle with two small hands .Let's go out in the back yard and fill the bottle with water and see if you can discover a way to carry it without dropping it “  The little boy learned that if he held the bottle at the op near the lip(容器的嘴)with both hands, he could carry it without dropping it What a wonderful lesson! At that moment he knew that he didn't need to be afraid to make mistakes and mistakes were just opportunities for learning something new.

    A girl told her mom everything was going wrong for her, and that she always failed her math exam so that she wouldn't like to study at all．After hearing the daughter's words, the nice and patient mother thought of a good way to make her daughter happy．“I will make a delicious cake for you,” said the mom．She walked into the kitchen, and the daughter followed with her．When the mom prepared the cooking utensils (炊具) and ingredients（原料）, the daughter sat against the kitchen door, watching her．Her mom asked her, “My dear, would you like a piece of cake?” The daughter replied, “Sure, Mom! You know how I love cake!” “All right,” the mom said, “drink some of this cooking oil．” The daughter was very surprised and said, “What? No way!!!” “How about some raw (生的) eggs?” asked the mom and the daughter answered, “No way!” “How about some flour (面粉)?” “No, Mom! I will be sick!”

    The mother explained, “All of these are uncooked and taste bad, but if you put them together, they will make a delicious cake．Life works the same way．When we ask ourselves why there are so many difficult times, we don't realize what a success these terrible events will lead us to．Having a great day also means having a great CAKE! Keep the hope and one day your day is A PIECE OF CAKE!”

    My name is Chen Jie. I'm 12. I'm in PEP Middle School. I'm in Classroom 7D. I'm a Chinese girl. My home (家) is in No. 69 Mingzhu Road, Wuxue. My telephone number is 625—3781. My post code (邮政编码) is 435400. My type of blood(血型) is O and my school ID card number is PEPMS201507146.

    Michelle and Ryan often stopped by a pet shop on their way home from school. They stopped for Sugar and Spice. Sugar and Spice were two cats that shared a cage. They were cute and played nicely together. Michelle and Ryan thought that they must be best friends like them.

    Things got busy at school, so Michelle and Ryan didn't have time to stop by the pet shop. How they missed seeing Sugar and Spice! One Sunday morning, Michelle went to the supermarket. Her mother asked her to buy some fruit. She was happy that she could stop by the pet shop to have a look. To Michelle's surprise, Spice wasn't there. She only saw Sugar. Maybe someone bought Spice and the two best friends would never be together again. She went home in tears.

    Two days later Ryan's parents held a birthday party for him. At the party Michelle, Ryan and their friends played games, sang and ate cake. Then came the best part—the presents. Ryan's dad brought out a small box with holes in it. Ryan carefully opened it and found Spice inside!

    Ryan was excited to have a new cat, but he was also sad that Spice was not with Sugar any more. Ryan's dad realized his sad feeling and motioned (示意) to Michelle's mum. Then she walked in with a small box with holes in it. The box looked just like the one that Ryan got. Michelle's mum asked Michelle if she wanted an early birthday present. But before Michelle could answer, Ryan took the box aside and Sugar jumped out! Sugar and Spice started playing together. Ryan looked at Michelle and said. "This is the best birthday ever!"

    As my husband, Doug, stood on the busy New York city street trying to stop a taxi, I tried to protect my daughter from the cold December wind and rain. I put my head down to kiss her tiny face.

    Frustrated and1, my husband gave up his try to flag down a taxi. I knew the feeling. Just after her first birthday, we2that our daughter Katie had a rare(罕见的) brain illness. Since that moment, Doug and I felt like runners in a marathon race where the finish line kept disappearing. We knew Katie was running out of3. It had taken months before we finally 4 a name for the illness, but only a few doctors in the world knew 5 to treat it. Now, as we finally found a brilliant doctor to save our girl, we were in a strange6in the cold rain.

    Just at the moment, a middle-aged woman pulled over and said, "Pardon me? May I offer you a ride?"

    7we could say anything, she continued, "It's really no trouble for8. Just get in."

    It was then that I noticed her thick Irish accent(口音), which9 me up like hot soup. We 10said, "Thanks! Roosevelt Hospital, please, "as we got in her car for the ride.

    "Are you going11the baby?" she asked us.

    I nodded my head, holding back my tears.

    At the hospital, we12 her a dozen times for the ride, as the woman hugged me. I noticed her face was wet with tears. She promised to pray for（为……祈祷）us before she left.

    After three more visits to New York and two more13operations，Katie is cured. But the14of the Irish Angel still rang as a reminder of a tiny ray of light that appeared in our15days. We would pray for her just as she did for us.