A man was mending a street lamp when he saw a pretty young woman and three children get into a car which was in the garden of a house near him. He saw that the car had a flat tyre, and tried to warn the woman, but it was too late—she was already driving the car out of the garden, and into the busy street. When she had got there, she stopped the car at the side of the street, got out and looked at the flat tyre. The children stayed in the car. Very soon another car stopped, and the driver offered to help her. The young woman accepted his offer, and the man changed the tyre for her.

    When she had thanked him and he had gone, she drove the car back into the garden, got out with the children and went back to her work in the house –with clean hands.

    Roger, a young man from China, has taught Chinese in a primary school in England for 3 years. A lot of children like his class and he enjoys teaching them very much. All the pupils are quite interested in what Roger teaches them. They learn quickly and do everything carefully.

    One day he said to the children, “People in a lot of Asian countries wear white clothes at funerals (葬礼), but people in America and in Europe wear white in the weddings because white means purity and happiness. What colour does an English woman wear when she gets married?”

    Mary said, “White, sir, because she is happy.” “That is good, Mary,” Roger said. “You are quite right. She wears white because she is happy.”

    But then one boy in the class put up his hand. “Yes, Dick?” Roger said, “Do you have a question?” “Yes,” Dick said. “Why do men wear black in our country when they get married, sir?”

 My phone rang. It was a text from an unfamiliar number, showing a photo of a smiling man in his 30s. "What a strange picture to receive!" I thought to myself. 

 For the past three years, I have been getting texts meant for this man, Jared. When the second text came, I was a playful sixth grader. 

"My Mom just told me that the Football Club will host a free barbeque dinner on Saturday! Hope you all will enjoy it, " it said. 

"YUMMMY!" I carefully responded. 

 The story of Jared became deeper. I learned that he was part of the" Bowery Mission, " which sounded like a gaming group. Looking it up, I realized it was an organization that helped poor families. This was around the same time I stopped volunteering in my community. I spent more time taking art classes and trying different sports. I then joined the group texts. When a message came about donating food, I texted back, "Count me in!"

 However, I started to feel bad about this lie. A man sent a long message, talking about the hopeless moments in his life. As I imagined what a good friend Jared could be, I felt ashamed that I was unable to provide the support this man needed and realized that I was not even a good listener to my own friends. 

 Throughout this time, I noticed how much Jared's life has changed and I have also been discovering who I am. Learning from Jared, I have grown out of the naughty self, made more efforts tor my community, and become a more understanding friend. Last month, I received another text. Yet, I replied:" Hey, sorry, this is-not Jared, but I hope he is doing well. "

Lightning(闪电) flashed through the darkness over Sibson's bedroom window. Sibson was woken up 1 he knew what was happening. The storm had moved directly over his two-floor wooden house. Then he heard the smoke alarm 2 .

Sibson rushed down the stairs to check : he opened the door to the basement(地下室), and it was on fire. Sibson went back upstairs 3 to call 911 from his bedroom.

"The room had a separate outdoor stairway(楼梯), so I felt 4 at first ," he explains. But the phone didn't work, and when he tried to go down the outdoor stairway, he was 5 by the big fire. Now Sibson realized he was in danger.

Sibson's house was three kilometers off the main road and was so well hidden by trees that he knew shouting for help would be 6 .

Up a hill nearby lived Sibson's neighbor, Huggons. He was lying in bed when something like a smoke alarm came into his 7 . He jumped out of bed, took his flashlight and phone, and headed down toward the 8 . Then he saw the rolling heavy smoke.

Huggons called 911, and the operator warned him not to 9 the house. But Huggons said, "There is no way I am going to listen to Sibson 10 in that fire."

"Anyone there?" Huggons called out. Then he heard"Help! I'm 11 the house!" coming from the second floor balcony(阳台). He tried to get into the house many times, but soon had to run back to catch his breath 12 the thick smoke.

Several minutes later, the wind blew away the smoke so that it was just enough for him to see Sibson. He noticed a 13 with the help of the flashlight. He took it over to the balcony and 14 Sibson before the house fell off.

Sibson is still 15 when he tells the story. "I almost lost my life that night," he says, "Then I heard the most beautiful sound in my life. It was Huggons."

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参考词汇: Spring Festival Gala(春晚) , relative(亲戚)

 Hello, everyone! Today, my topic is" Celebrating Spring Festival with My Family".