Even before my father left us, my mother had to work to support our family. Once I came out of the kitchen, "Mom, I can't peel potatoes. I have only one 1 ."
"Get yourself into that kitchen and peel those potatoes,"Mom said, without looking up. "And don't use that as a (n) 2 for anything again!"
One day, our teacher had each of us race 3 the monkey bars (攀爬架), swinging from one rung (横杠) to the next. When it was my 4 , I shook my head. Some kids behind me 5 , and I went home crying.
Hearing my story, Mom hugged me. The next afternoon, she took me 6 to school. At the empty playground, Mom looked carefully at the rungs. "Now, 7 up with your right hand," she advised. She stood by as I tried hard to lift myself with my right hand 8 I could hook (勾住) the rung with my other elbow (肘). Day after day we practiced and she praised me for every rung I 9 .
I'll never forget the next time, crossing the rings, I looked 10 at the kids standing there with their mouths
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One night, after a dance at my new junior high, I 12 myself into the bed, crying. I could hear Mom come in, "Mom," I said sadly, "13 of the boys would dance with me."
It was a long 14 before Mom said, "Oh, honey, someday you'll be beating those boys off with a bat." Her voice was so 15 that I could hardly get it. I could see tears running down her cheeks. Then I knew how much she had suffered (遭受) in bringing me up. She had never let me see her tears.
Mother's tears are always there in my heart. I will beat any difficulty off with one hand.
An old man had seven sons, who were always quarreling（争吵）, Some enemies decided to cheat them out of their property（财产）1 making them quarrel about it
The good old man, one day, called his sons around 2, He laid before them seven 3, which were tied together with a rope, He said, "I will pay a hundred dollars to the one who can break the bundle（束, 捆）. "
Each one worked hard to break the bundle. They tried many times but they 4 . They all said that it could not be done.
"And yet, my 5, "said the father, "nothing is easier to do. " He then untied the bundle, and broke the sticks, one by one, very 6"Ah!"said his sons, "it is easy enough to do it, so anybody could do it in that way. "
Their father replied, "As it is with these sticks, so is it with you, my sons. So long as you work 7 and help each other, you will do well, and none can hurt you. But if you quarrel and8, it will happen to you just as it has happened to these sticks, which lie here 9 on the ground "
In fact, 10 it is a home, city, or country, people will grow rich and strong when they work together and help each other.
A little boy invited his mother to attend his school'sfirst teacher parent meeting. To the little boy's1 ， she said she would go. This would be the first time that his classmatesand teacher2 his mother and he felt sorry for her look.3she was a beautiful woman, there was aserious scar (疤痕) on her right face. The boy neverwanted to4 why or how she got the scar.
At the meeting, the people were impressed (使留下印象) by the kindnessand natural beauty of his mother though she had the scar. But the little boywas still5andhid himself from everyone. Just then, he6 a conversation between his mother and the teacher.
"How did you get the scar on your face Madam?" The teacher asked carefully.
The mother replied, "When my son was a baby, his roomcaught fire one day.7 was too scared to get into his room, but Idid, When I was running towards his bed, a long piece of wood fell down and I putmyself over him. Finally, when I8 I found I was in the hospital." Shetouched her right face. "The scar was left on my face, but I have neverregretted what I did for my son. You see, he is strong and healthy now."
Hearing that, the little boy cried9 and ran to his mother. He hugged his motherand felt great love10 his mother. He held her hand tightly for therest of the day.
Today is a big day for me. The last time I spoke in class was three years ago and it was1I tried to say /w/, but made a strange sound. Everyone laughed. I haven't spoken in class since then.
2, things have been changing a lot. Now when I listen to music on my headphone, I can follow without stuttering (结巴)!That's why I 3 to talk at the science festival today.
I arrived at school early. Ryan Colby, who enjoyed 4 at me, was standing by the entrance. He said, "Hey, Tom, guess what? "I tried to say, "What?" but got stuck on the /w/. He started laughing. I turned and ran.
I wasn't going to show up at the festival, but on my phone I got a 5from Dad, saying "good luck. And I thought OK, I wouldn't let people like Ryan Colby make me feel bad any more.
When it was my 6to speak, I just saw Ryan Colby. And then I was so 7that I chose the wrong music. So instead of Mozart, I was listening to dance music, I couldn't 8myself talking in the same rhythm (节奏) as the music. It sounded like I was rapping (说唱). Most people in school never heard me speak. They were really surprised. When I finished, they all stood up and cheered.
After the festival, 9 wanted to be my friend. They thought I was a talented and skillful rapper! I 10 my phone at lunchtime and found 187 new friend requests. And one of them was from Ryan Colby.
