It was the beginning of a new term. As a 1  teacher in that school, I didn't know any of the students. A little girl was standing at the gate of the classroom. She looked very shy.

I walked up to her and2 why she stood there. But she said nothing. Then a boy shouted, “She is from Grade Four, the worst student in her grade.”I looked at the little girl. She didn't seem to be the smart kind. I 3 why her teacher asked her to stay in Grade Three. I took her hand and 4 her into the classroom.

“Sit here. Now you are my student and I'm your teacher,” I said. She still said nothing, but suddenly began to cry.

 I later learnt that her parents died in a car accident. She became sad and didn't like talking to others after that.

 She learnt very   5. I gave her respect(尊重) and never looked down upon (鄙视) her as I know everybody deserves(值得) respect. I helped her after school, and she was making 6   little by little. As time went by, she was not as  7 as before. At the end of the term, she seemed to have forgotten all her sadness. She was not among the best students when she left that school, but  8 , she was not that shy and sad little girl any more.

 In the following  9  , she would send me a card on each Thanksgiving Day. Three days ago, I  10  an invitation to her wedding(婚礼). And now, I am at her wedding, and she is smiling brightly.

 Everyone deserves respect and everyone can be happy.

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      Once when I was six years old I saw a picture in a book,  1True Stories from Nature, about the primeval forest. It was a picture of a boa constrictor（大蟒） in the act of   2  an animal. Here is a copy of the drawing.      In the book it said: “Boa constrictors swallow their prey （猎物）whole, without chewing it.    3   they are not able to move, and they sleep    4   the six months that they need for digestion.”

       After some work with a colored pencil I succeeded in making my first drawing. It looked like this:  

                                                       Drawing Number One.

I showed my picture to the grown-ups, and asked them  5   the drawing frightened them.   6they answered: “Frighten? Why should any one be   7    by a hat?”

       My drawing was not a picture of a hat. It was a picture of a boa constrictor digesting an elephant. But since the grown-ups were not able to understand it, I  8  another drawing: I drew the    9   of the boa constrictor, so that the grown-ups could see it  10  . They always need to have things explained.

       My Drawing Number Two looked like this:  

                                                                                         Drawing Number Two

       Whenever I met one of them who seemed to me at all clear-sighted, I tried the experiment of 11him my Drawing Number One, which I have always kept. I would try to12, so, if this was a person of true understanding. But, 13 it was, he, or she, would always say: “That is a hat.”That is why, at the age of six, I gave up what might have been a magnificent career as a painter. I had been disheartened by the failure of my Drawing Number One and my Drawing Number Two. Grown-ups never understand    14   by themselves, and it is15  for children to be always and forever explaining things to them.

    On 28 of March Richard Byrd stood outside the small house. He shook hands with the men who were leaving. They were heading back to the main camp on the coast of Antarctica (南极洲). He would 1 to work at the base camp.

    "I don't like leaving you here alone,"Pete Demas said."I'll be 2,"Byrd replied. He was looking forward to the challenge of spending the winter at the base camp. He would be recording the weather. There was plenty of food and fuel (燃料) in the tiny house. He felt sure 3 would go wrong.

    But something did go wrong. Byrd was burning the fuel for4 . But the fumes (有毒气体) were not leaving the house. Slowly he was being poisoned (中毒). On May 31 he broke down. When he came to, he made himself into his sleeping bag. Three days later he 5 it was a Sunday. The men would be  6 his radio message. Byrd moved hard out of bed and 7 the call. He didn't want the men to know how 8 he was. It was too dangerous for them to come to save him.

    By will-power alone, Byrd managed to stay alive. He was so 9 that he could hardly walk. But he forced himself to do the basics. He 10  food and made myself eat. He took 11of weather and sent radio messages. But by late June, the men 12 that something was wrong. Most of the time, Byrd's messages made no sense.

    On August 11 Demas and two others reached the base camp. They 13 recognized (认出) Byrd. He was very thin and looked terrible. Byrd 14  them and then fell to the ground. The men had arrived in time. After two months of care, Byrd's good 15returned. He and his men worked together again.

    There was once a lonely（孤独的） girl 1 wanted love very much. One day while she was walking in the forests, she found two 2birds. She took them home and put them in a small3. She was happy to have two "friends". She4them with love and the birds grew strong. One day the girl5to leave the door of the cage open. The larger and the 6of the two flew out of the cage. The girl was afraid that it 7 away. She caught it quickly. She felt glad that she caught the bird before it could fly away. Suddenly she couldn't8 a sound from the bird. When she opened her hand, the bird was already dead. Her9 killed the bird! Then she noticed 10bird jumping up and down11 the cage. She could feel its great need for freedom（自由）. It wanted to fly into the clear, blue12. So she lifted it from the cage and let it fly away highly. The bird circled once, twice, and three times. The girl 13 as the bird flew. She didn't care about14the bird any more. She wanted it to be happy. Suddenly the bird flew closer and landed softly on her shoulder. It sang the15 song she had ever heard.

    The fastest way to lose love is to hold on it too tightly, and the best way to keep love is to give it wings.

    There is an old saying: "Take the time to stop and smell the flowers." I think we should also take the time to1 flowers. My grandmother knew just 2 to do that she grew flowers: with earth water and love, so her back garden was filled with beautiful flowers. She would smile when she saw 3 the shine down on them. In her front garden she planted flowers, 4. You could see red, white and yellow flowers in it. My mom and 1 used to walk 5 them and enjoy their smells. Beautiful botflies (蝴蝶) flew down on them. Grandma also cared for the wild flowers. She would send 6 and my brother out to pick flowers and would then turn them into delicious wine(酒) Grandma not only planted flowers in the gardens 7 also planted flowers in our hearts. Her delicious dinners: made with love encouraged us. Her sweet smile always made us 8  Her hugs (拥抱) and kisses were the sunshine that kept our own love 9 day after day. Take the time to plant a few flowers yourself today. Show your smiles, kindness and love. Plant your wishes, talents and pleasure. Make this 10 brighter and brighter with your sunshine.