Have you ever saved money to do something special? Cindy Evans and her third-grade class are sure to answer, "Yes!"

    Cindy Evans works at Big Beaver Elementary School in Big Beaver, Pennsylvania. One day, she and her third-grade class read about the Great American Smokeout in Weekly Reader. The Smokeout is an event to help people give up smoking. The American Cancer Society runs it.

    "We read that about l million people give up smoking each year," said Ms Evans. Then her students asked her. "What does 1 million look like?" Ms Evans told her class the best way to see 1 million was to collect 1 million things.

    "I was thinking about collecting 1 million small things like erasers," said the teacher. But her students had a better idea: to collect 1 million pennies (分) and give them away to the American Cancer Society. Soon the class started their big job.

    Many people in the neighbourhood joined the students. According to Ms Evans, the bank in their neighbourhood had to keep more pennies because so many people were collecting them.

    That June, the class went to the office of the American Cancer Society with 1,177,500 pennies, or$11,775. They hoped that the money could help more people keep healthy.

    He was a single（单一的）father, only living with a 5-year-old son. He was often worried about his son growing up without a mother to look after him.

    One day he went away to work, leaving the child at home. He was worried about the child all the way, not knowing if he was hungry. But his child always told him not to worry. He went home quickly after finishing his work.

    When he got home, the child was already deep asleep. When he took off his hat and was about to sleep himself, he was surprised to find a bowl of noodles under the quilt. He spanked（打屁股） his sleeping son heavily. "Why are you so naughty（淘气的）, making the quilt dirty? Who will wash it?" It was the first time that he hit his boy after his wife died.

    "I don't," the child replied with tears in his eyes. "This is your supper, Daddy." In order to let his father eat dinner as soon as he got home, the child cooked two bowls of noodles: One for himself, the other one for his father. He was afraid his father's noodles would get cold, so he put them under the quilt to keep them hot. Hearing this, the father hugged his boy without saying a word.

    "The hound(猎犬)!" cries Holmes. "Come, Watson! Come."

    We run quickly over the moor(荒野). We hear one last cry. A man is lying on the ground. As we approach(靠近) we see the dead body of Sir Henry Baskerville. He is wearing his brown suit.

    "Oh, no!" says Holmes, "This man has a beard!"

    Indeed Selden is dead instead of Sir Henry.

    "So it is all clear to me. I remember that Sir Henry gave his old suit to Barrymore, and Barrymore probably gave it to Selden—his wife's brother."

    "Then Selden is dead because of this suit," says Holmes.

    "Think, Watson! Someone gives the hound some of Sir Henry's clothes—probably the boot from the hotel in London. The hound picks up Sir Henry's scent and runs after this poor man."

    Suddenly we see Stapleton walking towards us. He says, "There was a strange noise. I was worried about Sir Henry. I wanted to check if he was all right."

    "Really?" asks Holmes.

    Stapleton looks at Holmes. "Why, it is Mr. Sherlock Holmes, the famous detective! Can you solve the mystery of the Hound of the Baskervilles?"

    Holmes shrugs his shoulders," We cannot solve every mystery. Anyway I will return to London tomorrow."

    "Oh, will you return to London tomorrow?"

    "Yes."

    So Holmes and I walk off to Baskerville Hall and Stapleton walk to his home.

    Holmes thinks Stapleton is dangerous. But we have no proof that Stapleton is the murderer.

    "There are no marks on Sir Charles's body. We know that he died of fright, but we can't prove anything."

    "Things are becoming clear to me," Holmes says to Sir Henry. "It's a very difficult case. And you must help me to catch this hound."

    We are surprised to see one portrait(画像) of a thin man is Sir Hugo, the first victim of the Hound of the Baskervilles. And he's like both Sir Henry and Stapleton. "Stapleton is a Baskerville," replies Holmes. "So he wants to inherit(继承) the Baskerville fortune, and he…," I say. It's an important clue.

    I'm Sally. I was a shy girl. Bu this term, I decided to do a brave(勇敢)thing. In this term, we had a new subject to learn— physics. When our teacher asked someone to be the physics monitor(物理课代表), I put up my hand and got the role. But it was not as easy as I thought.

    At the beginning, I found that many students did not hand in(上交)their homework, so I was a little worried. I shouted at the students. It made the students angry. One girl asked: "Why are you shouting at me? You're making it seem like it is all my mistake(错误)." Then I found that, it was my mistake in fact. I should talk to my classmates in a kind way and not get so angry.

    After this, I changed(改变)how I spoke. "Excuse me. Could you please finish your homework?" I said. Later, I was surprised that many students understood me a lot better and finished their homework quickly.

    I found the best way to do this job is to talk with my classmates in a friendly way. Now, I am getting better and better with my classmates. This job makes me feel like I am growing up like a little tree day by day.

    After I finished college, I couldn't find a job in Los Angeles. At last I had to move to Las Vegas but left my family behind. I missed them all week, and I went home on most weekends to see them. I often rented a car because I would often have lots of problems on the way to Los Angeles or to Las Vegas if I drove my poor car.

    One time I decided to save money, and I drove my car. It got to California, but on the way back to Vegas it was broken. I didn't know what I should do. Then a middle-aged man drove up. He put in some coolant and repaired my car. He made it start soon.

    I gave him the $12 in my wallet, and he said he would use it for the next car. Then I knew that he was a mechanic who drove up and down the highway each weekend to help the drivers in trouble.

    Now fifteen years has passed, but I still think about what a great man he is.