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.

    Bruce likes playing1a river（河）. But there2a river near his new house. He is not very happy.

    One day, he asks3mother,“4a river near here?”“No, there5”,his mother says, “But6new house has a garden.” “I don't like7”says Bruce.

    One morning, his mother says “8is a beautiful park near here. Bruce, and there9two pools(池塘) in it. We'll go there this afternoon.” Bruce is very happy.

    After lunch, Bruce and his mother10the park, and he plays in one of the pools. He has a very good time.

    He was pleased to learn that Chibi knew all the places where the wild grapes and wild potatoes grew. He was amazed to 1how much Chibi knew about all the flowers in our class garden. He liked Chibi's black and white drawings and put them up on the wall to be 2. He liked Chibi's own handwriting, which no one but Chibi could read, and he put that up on the wall.

    Bu t, when Chibi appeared on the stage at the talent show of that year, no one could 3his eyes.“ Who is that?”“ What can that stupid do up there?”

    Until Mr Isobe announced that Chibi was going to imitate(模仿)the voices of crows. “ Voices?”“ Voices of crows?”

    4he imitated the voices of newly hatched crows. And he made the mother crow's voice. He showed how crows cry early in the morning. He showed how crows cry when the village people have some unhappy accident. He showed how crows 5when they are happy and cheerful. Everybody's mind was taken to the6mountainside from which Chibi probably came to school.

    Chibi made very special 7deep down in his throat(喉咙)to imitate a crow in an old tree in the end. Now everybody could imagine8the far and lonely place whe re Chibi lived with his family.

    Then Mr Isobe explained 9 Chibi had learned those calls--leaving his home for school at sunrise, and arriving home at sunset, every day for six long years.

    Every one of us cried, thinking how much we had been 10 to Chibi all those long years.

    He was a boy beyond our usual imagination!

    Dorothy lived in a small house in Kansas, with her uncle, aunt and a little black1called Toto. Sometimes there was a cyclone（飕风）in Kansas. It could, blow everything away. 2usually there were cellars（地窖）under all the houses. People went into their cellars when a cyclone came.

    One day, a cyclone was coming. So they3went into the cellar, but the dog Toto was so4that he ran under the bed. Dorothy had to pick5up. But6she got to the cellar door with Toto, the cyclone arrived and the house was moving！It went slowly up into the sky. Dorothy was afraid. “But we7do anything about it, ”she said to Toto, “So let's wait and see. "Soon, they went to sleep.

    When Dorothy8, the house was on the ground. She opened the door and found she was in a new place. Then, she saw three short men and a little old woman9a white dress. The woman walked up to Dorothy and said, "Thank you！You killed the Witch（巫婆）of the East, and you10us. "

    Dorothy was really surprised.

    My father brought home a sailboat when I was ten, and almost each Sunday in summers we would go sailing. Dad was quite skilled in sailing, but not good at1. As for me, I2both before twelve because of living close to Lake Ontario.

    The last time Dad and I set sail together is really3. It was a perfect weekend after I graduated from university. I came home and4Dad to go sailing. Out we set soon on the calm lake. Dad hadn't sailed for years, but everything5well with the tiller(舵柄) in his hands.

    When we were in the middle of the lake, a 6 wind came all of a sudden. The boat was hit violently. Dad was always at his best in any7, but at this moment he froze(呆住).

    "John! 8!" he shouted in a trembling voice, with the tiller still in his hands.

    In my memory he could solve any9. He was the one l always10for strength and security. Before I could reply, a wave of water got into the boat. I rushed to the tiller11it was too late. Another huge wave of water12the boat in a minute. We were thrown into the water, and Dad was struggling aimlessly. At that moment, I felt strongly 13 of him.

    I swam to Dad 14 and assisted(帮助) him in climbing onto the hull(船壳) of the boat. Upon sitting on the hull, Dad was a little awkward about his flash of15. "It's all right, Dad. We are safe now. " I comforted him.

    That was the first time Dad had relied on me in a moment of emergency. More importantly, I found it was my turn to start taking care of my father.