Wang Hui and Daming are good 1 . Daming is2Beijing and Wang Hui3from Shanghai.4are twelve years old. Daming is 5 Class Two. Wang Hui is in6, too.  Their English teacher is Miss Li.7is a good teacher. Daming8football and Wang Hui likes basketball. Wang Hui can swim, but Daming9. Look ! Daming is10 football. Wang Hui is playing basketball .

The Phone Call

    It was getting dark. Paul looked out of the window and signed ( 叹气 ). Dad said he could come home by 5:30, but it was almost 7:00. Even if Dad came back, it wouldn't be much fun playing1in the dark. Paul walked into his room and threw his baseball into the corner. He tried to do some homework, but couldn't.

    The phone rang at about 8:00. It was Dad, "Paul, I'm2, but I couldn't play baseball with you tonight. I have to finish my work at the office. Maybe we can play this weekend. Oh no. How about next weekend?

    Paul couldn't understand why Dad was so3 He threw himself into the sofa and soon fell asleep. His book was still opened to the first page.

    The next day at school, Paul didn't hand in his homework and 4 a test. Mrs Green, his teacher, asked him to stay after school. "Paul, you didn't do your homework. You didn't pass the test and only got a D. This isn't like you. What's wrong?"

    Paul just sat there 5"Paul, if you don't want to talk, I will. I know that something's worrying with you, but you have to get it out. You need to tell someone.

    As Paul walked home, he thought of what Mrs Green said. Maybe he didn't do his homework because he wanted to get his dad's 6He knew Mrs Green was right. He decided to take her advice.

    When Paul got home, he 7his dad. But there was no answer. Then it went to voicemail(语音信箱). Paul began talking, "Dad, I can't play with you next weekend. I've got lots of problems with my homework. Also, I really don't want to spend another day looking out of the window and waiting, whenever you 8our plans, Dad, it hurts me. It's not too late to rebuild our relationship, but we have to start small. Maybe you can help me with my 9sometime. Dad, I love you. "

    As Paul ended the call, he felt much relaxed.  He didn't know whether his dad would be different, but it didn't matter.  He himself 10 He expressed his feelings to the right person. He had a clear head as he was doing his homework that evening.

    It was Sunday yesterday. Steve1a relaxing weekend. 2Sunday morning, he played computer games with his friends at home. It3pretty good. In the afternoon, he4with his mother. They bought many kinds of food and vegetables. It was really relaxing and exciting. In the evening, he5a talk show with his parents and listened to some songs by a6singer. 7Ann had a busy weekend. She8stopped working. On Sunday morning, she cleaned her bedroom and did her homework. In the afternoon, she went to visit her uncle and9him do some farm work. In the evening, she cooked dinner for her parents. After dinner, she washed the dishes. Then she went out10a walk with her dog.

    What about your weekend?

    Hello, everyone. I am going to tell you something about my 1.

    My brother Tom is a tall and nice boy with short brown hair. He 2 basketball at school, so he is very popular. 3, he is very funny. He often tells me funny stories and makes me 4.

    I have two sisters, Rose and Mary. They're twins. They look 5. They both have long blonde hair and small eyes. 6 in some ways, they are different. Rose swims very well, and she wants to be one of the best 7 in the future. Mary dances very 8. She hopes she will be a dancer when she grows up.

    I am a shy boy. I wear glasses. I don't like to talk with others very much. I am 9 than my brother and sisters. So I want to make friends with who are very different from 10 .

    Last year I had a chance1London. When I got there, I found the railway station was big and dark. I didn't know the way to the hotel. 2I asked a policeman nearby. I spoke slowly and3. To my surprise, he couldn't4me at all. I repeated my question several times and he understood finally. He answered, but I didn't know5. He was saying. My teacher never spoke English6that!' I'm a foreigner, 'I told him. Then he spoke7. I listened very carefully8I still couldn't understand him. The policeman and I looked at9and smiled and then he said, 'You'll soon learn English!' At last I knew that the English spoken by me was quite different10the English spoken by English people.