One day, when l was walking down the street. I happened to find a small wallet 1 there. I 2 and opened it to see if I could find out the owner's name. There was 3 inside except a little money and an old photo--a picture of a woman and a girl about sixteen years old. The young one 4 the woman's daughter. l put the photo back and 5 the wallet to the police station. I handed the wallet to a policeman.
That evening I went to 6 with my aunt and uncle. They also invited a young woman. So there were 7 people at table. Her face was familiar. I was quite sure that we had met before, but I couldn't remember where I had seen her. 8 the talk, the young woman happened to mention(提及) that she had lost her wallet that afternoon. Suddenly I knew where I had seen her. She was the mother of the young girl 9. She was very 10, of course, when l was able to tell her about her wallet.
Tom went to see his grandparent with his father. In the train Tom often put his head out of the window. His father said, "Tom, don't put your head out of the window." But Tom went on putting his head out of the window.
His father took Tom's hat quietly and hid it behind his back and said to Tom, "You see your hat is gone." Tom was afraid. His father said, "Well, whistle(吹口哨) once. Maybe your hat will come back." Tom whistled. His lather put his hat on Tom's head quickly. "Oh! It's wonderful!" Tom laughed and said. He quickly took his father's hat and threw it out of the window. "Now it's your turn to whistle, Dad!" he said happily.
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One day, Mr. Smith went to a dinner party. He was wearing very old clothes. He came into the room. But people in the room didn't look at him. They didn't ask him to sit at the table. He wasn't happy. But he said nothing.
Mr. Smith went home quickly and put on his best clothes. He went back to the party. Everyone in the room stood up and looked at him. They gave him good food to eat.
Mr. Smith took off his coat, and put it on the food and said, "Eat, coat!"
The other people were surprised and asked, "What are you doing? Why do you do that?"
Mr. Smith answered, "I am asking my coat to eat food. When l wore old clothes, you didn't look at me. You didn't ask me to sit down. Now I am wearing these nice clothes. And you give me good food. Now I see, you give the food to my coat, not to me."
A very new, young officer was at a station. He was on his way to visit his mother in another town, and he wanted to telephone her to tell her the time of this train, so that she could meet him at the station in her car. He look in all his pockets, but he did not have the right money for the telephone, so he went outside and looked around for someone to help him.
At last an old soldier came by, and the young officer stopped him and said, "Have you got change for ten pence?"
"Wait a moment." the old soldier answered. He began to put his hand in his pocket, "I'll see whether I can help you."
"Don't you know how to speak to an officer?" the young man said angrily. "Now let's start again. Have you got change for ten pence?"
"No, sir," the old soldier answered quickly.
A few minutes ago, walking back from lunch, I started to cross the street when I heard the sound of a coin dropping. As I turned, my eyes caught the heads of several other people turning, too.
The sound of a coin dropping on the ground is an attention-getter. Whatever the coin is, no one ignores(忽视) the sound of it. It got me thinking about sounds again.
We are circled by so many sounds that attract the most attention. People in New York City seldom turn to look when a police car comes ringing along the street.
When I'm in New York, I'm a New Yorker. I don't turn either.
At home in my little town in Connecticut(康涅狄格州), it's different. The distant ringing of a police car brings me to my feet if I'm in bed.
It's the quietest sounds that the most effect on us, not the loudest. In the middle of the night, I can hear a dripping tap a hundred yards away though three closed doors. How come I never hear the sounds in the daytime?
I'm quite clear in my mind what the good sounds are and what the bad sounds are.
I've turned against whistling(吹口哨), for instance. I used to think of it as the mark of a happy worker. But lately, I've been connecting the whistler with a nervous person making noise.
The tapping(轻敲) of my typewriter as the keys hit the paper is a lovely sound tome. I often like the sound of what l write better than the looks of it. But whatever sounds there will be, and whether we love them or not, we can't break away from them in our life.
Howard Carter was a famous explorer. During his life, he (discover) many important and exciting things. In 1891, he went to Egypt ship. By the 1920s, he had become explorer, looking for the tombs(坟墓) of the Egyptian (king). He found several important ones. In 1922, Howard Carter made his most important discovery of all. When Carter's team was (work) at a place near a city called Luxor, they found tomb of King Tutankhamun.
Not long after the tomb was (open), people in Carter's team began to (get) ill and die strangely. Within seven years, 21 people had something to do with the opening of the tomb (die). However, Howard Carter lived on and died at the age of 65.
