There was once a young mouse that lived in a hole. One day, the young mouse looked out of the hole, a nice smell came to his1. "Cheese!" the mouse said happily to2. "I'll have it for breakfast." But he remember his3words," Always wait before you go for a piece of cheese." So the young mouse waited4. Then he heard a quiet "meow" and he knew the cat was there. "I'm glad that I listen to my parents and learned to5." he said.

    The next morning, the nice smell came to his nose again. This time he did not hear any cat's noises,6very quiet "woof, woof". "It's a dog!" he thought. "If the dog is there, the cat won't be there. So I'm7." Then the mouse ran out of the hole and started8the cheese. He didn't see the cat9the cat caught him. When the cat finished the10, he said to himself, "I'm glad that I listened to my parents and learned a second language."

    People sometimes like to read stories of dogs very much. They think that dogs are much cleverer than cats, sheep, cows or other animals in their homes.

    One of my close friends, Bob, has a very large police dog named Jack. Every Sunday afternoon, Bob and Jack have a walk in the park nearby. Jack likes these walks very much. One Sunday afternoon, I paid a visit to my friend. I stayed there for a long time and my friend and I had much more talk with each other than ever before. Soon it was time for them to take a walk in the park. We forgot that. Jack became worried about it. He walked around the room several times and then sat down in front of me and looked at me. But I still paid no attention (注意) to him. I went on talking with my friend. At last, Jack could not wait any longer. He went out of the room and came back a few minutes later. He sat down in front of me again. But this time, he held my hat in his mouth. Suddenly, I understood what Jack meant and so did my friend.

The elephant was lying and fast asleep on its side. A few dogs started barking at it. The elephant woke up in a terrible anger: it ran after the dogs into the village where they ran for safety. That didn't stop the elephant. It destroyed a few houses and hurt several people. The villagers were scared and angry. Then someone suggested calling Parbati, the elephant princess.

Parbati Barua's father was a hunter of tigers and an elephant tamer(驯兽师). He taught Parbati to ride an elephant before she could even walk. He also taught her the dangerous art of the elephant round-up —— how to catch wild elephants.

Parbati hasn't always lived in the jungle (丛林). After a happy childhood hunting with her father, she was sent to a boarding school in the city. But Parbati never got used to being there and many years later she went back to her old life. "Life in the city is too boring. Catching elephants is an adventure (冒险) and the excitement can last for days after the chase," she says.

But Parbati doesn't catch elephants just for fun. "My work," she says,"is to rescue men from the elephants, and to keep the elephants safe from men." And this is exactly what Parbati has been doing for many years. Nowadays, the Indian elephant becomes angry: for many years, illegal(非法的) hunters have attacked it and its home in the jungle has been reduced to small pieces of land. It is now fighting back. Whenever wild elephants enter a tea garden or a village, people call Parbati to guide the animals back to the forest.

Lingling's dream trip will come true. And she is {#blank#}1{#/blank#}(准备) for her trip to America. She needs Betty to help make a {#blank#}2{#/blank#}(清单) of things to take. Betty advises her to take {#blank#}3{#/blank#}(笔记本), pens and a dictionary. Lingling is {#blank#}4{#/blank#}(离开)in July, so Betty suggests taking shorts or light  {#blank#}5{#/blank#}(裤子). And buying a pair of {#blank#}6{#/blank#} (太阳镜；墨镜) is a good idea. Because many things are more {#blank#}7{#/blank#}(昂贵的) in America than in China. Betty says the bag mustn't {#blank#}8{#/blank#}(重……) too much on the plane, so it's necessary to ask the travel company about the total weight. Besides, Betty asks Lingling to take her {#blank#}9{#/blank#}(护照).Finally, Betty tells Lingling not to {#blank#}10{#/blank#}(忘记) to write to her. She hopes Lingling can have a great time there.

I found it hard to communicate with my mother. Relations between us became difficult. 

One day I ran away from home and stayed outside for a few hours. When I returned home at night, I saw all the pain, anger and disappointment on my mother's face. We knew that we were in great need of talk. We agreed to havebreakfast together the next morning. In the end, we decided to go to a restaurant.

On our way to the restaurant, I noticed my mother had two notebooks in her hands. I asked her what they were used for. She explained to me that sometimes it was easier to write our own feelings than talking about them. We should write down our feelings.

Our first topic was"Why am I so angry?" I wrote a half page, and my mom filled up nearly three pages. I saw the tears run down her face while she was writing. I never realized anyone could hide so much anger. After we finished writing, we exchanged our notebooks. As soon as I started reading my mother's words. I began to cry and so did she. When we finished reading, we discussed our feelings. Finally, it felt like all the anger inside me went away from my body. Our talk helped me realize so many things I had never thought of before, not only about my mother but also about other people.

My mother and I continue using our notebooks as a way of communicating. We know that no matter how we feel about each other, our notebooks are a safe place to express our feelings. We have come to an agreement that we write"I love you" at the end of each other.

There is a park near my home. But I don't go there very often. One afternoon, I went into the 1  and found it was very small. In the park there were two 2 ways. One was wide and clean, there were lots of beautiful3 on both sides, but the other was narrow and dirty, wild grass grew everywhere. I stood there for a while, at last I decided to follow the dirty way.

Ah! There was a small4 there. It was the most beautiful garden I had ever seen. There were trees and flowers. Some clean and comfortable chairs were under the trees. I thought it was the 5 place of the park.

Many people6 me that there was nothing to see in the park. Now I would love to tell them if they follow the right way, they can feel the 7 . But each time I tell them, they just smile at me without 8 . I know they don't believe me. My trip to the park that day made me understand 9 about life. In our life, we always have to make a decision. Don't be 10 to choose a different way. Be brave. You may get a big surprise!