A well-dressed man goes into a restaurant one day. He sits down at a table near the window. A waiter comes up to him and says, “Can I help you, sir?”

    The man says, “Can I see the menu?” “Certainly.”

    The man wants a good meal and he wants a lot of nice dishes. The waiter gets them for him. The man is having his meals. At this time, a boy comes in and sits beside the man. He asks the man to give him an ice cream. The man does so.

    Now the boy is eating his ice cream. The man says, “I go out for a newspaper.” The man goes out.  After the boy eats his ice cream up, he stands up and goes to the door.

    “Excuse me. Your father doesn't give the money for the meal and your ice cream,” The waiter stops him and says.

    “Father? You are wrong. He isn't my father. I don't know him. I meet him in the street. He says he will give me an ice cream if I come here at 12 o'clock.”

    The city Bank was broken into yesterday at 8 p.m. The police were asking two men, John Smith and his brother Joseph Smith.

    The Browns have a very nice garden around their house. It has some tall trees and many flowers. Mr. and Mrs. Brown work hard in their garden. Now Mrs. Brown is in the garden getting some flowers. She will put the flowers in the dining room and the sitting room.

    Susan is sitting in a chair in the garden. She is reading a book. Susan doesn't go to work today. So she is at home. David is saying goodbye to his mother. He is running through the gate. He is going to school. He will go to school by bus. At school he studies with his friends. He has lunch at school. Mrs. Brown and Susan will have lunch at home. Mr. Brown went to London yesterday. He is in London now and will have his lunch there. This afternoon he will come back by train and he will drive from the station to his house in his own car. Mrs. Brown will be at home. Susan and her friend Tom will go to the town this afternoon, and have tea there.

    My name is Bess Curle, but this is not my story. It is the story of my lady Mary, Queen of Scots. She wrote the story, and then she gave it to me. I am going to give it to her son.

    She began the story a week ago. It was January 1587, and we sat here in our cold room in Fotheringhay Castle, in the north of England. We couldn't see much from the window. One or two houses, a river, some trees, some horses, and a road. That's all.

    The road goes to London, the home of Queen Elizabeth of England. Mary sat with her little dog in her hands and watched it, all day long.

    No one came along the road. Nothing happened. I watched Mary, unhappily.

    "Please, Your Majesty, come away from that window," I said. "It doesn't help. No one is going to come. Queen Elizabeth can't do it-Queens don't kill Queens."

    "Don't they, Bess?" Mary said. "Then why are we here, in this prison? Why am I not free?"

    "Why, Your Majesty(陛下)? Because Queen Elizabeth is afraid of you."

    "That's right," Mary said. "She's afraid of me, and she hates me too. She hates me because I am beautiful, and she is not; because I had three husbands, and she never married. And because many people-good Catholic(天主教的)people in England France, Scotland, Spain-say that I, Mary, am the true Queen of England, not Elizabeth. And E}zabeth has no children, so, when she is dead, my son James..."

    She came away from the window and stood in front of me. "James," she said quietly, "my son, does he think about me sometimes? He was only ten months old when I last saw him. It is nearly twenty years..."

    Bill is only fifteen years old，but he's already very rich．Two years ago，Bill began a football website（网站）for young people. "I became interested in computers when I was 8 years old  because my father's job is with computers．As a little boy，I also loved football and so I decided to make a website，especially for people of my age．"

    Bill started the "Football OK!" website two years ago，and now more than 20,000 people visit it every day．

    Bill is a schoolboy and a businessman as well．He usually gets up at six o'clock and looks at his e-mails．Then he goes to school from nine to four．In the evenings，he always works for about four hours on his website．

    Bill's next plan is a new website." At the moment I am thinking about a new website on American football，maybe for next year．"

    And is Bill the same person that he was three years ago? "'No，I am very different now．I have met a lot of interesting people on the website and I have traveled all over the world．" Bill doesn't know about the future．"Maybe I will sell the websites. I really don't know．I'll just wait and see."

    Some people say that when he is 21，Bill will be a millionaire（百万富翁). He always says, “Anything is possible”!

    It was raining heavily. I had to wait inside the supermarket like a lot of other people did. A little girl and her mother were waiting, too. The girl looked like 5 or 6 years old. She made me think of my daughter Alice. They are about the same age.

    After a few minutes, the girl got bored and she said to her mom, "Mom, let's run through the rain!"

    "No, dear. We'll wait until it slows down a little." said Mom.

    This young child waited about one more minute and said again, "Mom, let's run through the rain!"

    "We'll get wet if we do," her mom said.

    "No, we won't, Mom. That's not what you said this morning," the young girl said.

    "This morning? When did I say we could run through the rain and not get wet?"

    "Don't you remember? When you were talking to Daddy about his cancer (癌症), you said, 'We have got through (已经熬过) this, and then we will get through anything!'

    All of the people stopped talking. It was a time when innocent trust (纯真的信任) could grow into faith (信心). The mom thought for a minute and said "You are right, sweetheart. Let's run through the rain! If we get wet, maybe we just need washing." Then they ran out.

    They got wet. But some people followed them  ▲  .

    And yes, I did. I ran. I got wet. I needed washing.