Many years ago in a village, Harlem, Holland, there lived a young boy. His name was Hans and he was eight years old. One1day, Hans went across the reservoir(水库) to visit an old blind man. He gave the man some biscuits and stayed there for a while. Then, Hans decided to2his home.
"The water in the reservoir usually gets3in autumn," said the old man." Be4, Hans." On his way home, Hans sang a song, watched the rabbits run around and picked some flowers for his mother.5, the sky got dark and heavy rain began to fall. Hans felt afraid and started to, 6Just then, he heard the sound of water running away. He looked around carefully, and then7a very small hole in the dam(水坝).
Hans felt scared8he knew what could happen. The9could get bigger and bigger. Then the dam could break and the whole Harlem would be covered by water. Hans knew what to do. He put his finger into the hole,10no more water could come through it. "Please, someone, help me!" Hans11. But there was no one to help him. After some time, he began to feel very cold and tired, but he could not12the dam. All night long, Hans waited and waited...
The next morning, a farmer walked by and heard Hans' cries. "I am trying to stop the13,"the boy said. "Can you help me?" The farmer called some other people and they quickly14the hole. Then, they took Hans home. Everyone was very proud of that15boy.
