I still remember that day. It was Friday. I had a cold but I didn't go to see the1 . I went to school as usual. It was quiet in the classroom. All of us were bus 2 for a test. We didn't see our English teacher Mr. Black come into the classroom3 he started to talk.
"Who can describe what stress is like?" No one tried to4 to his question. Mr. Black looked a 5 sad. But he still waited for our answers. Five minutes6 , Mr. Black still didn't get an answer. Mr. Black looked not only sad but also7 . He took up a book and asked, "How8 is this book?" He invited Jason to answer the question. Jason said "I think it is 100g." At last, Mr. Black said "Its real weight is not important. If you hold it9 putting it down, sooner or later, you will not be able to hold it up. This book is like stress. When you have stress, stop and take a break.10 you do, I am sure you will enjoy your school life." I'll never forget Mr. Black and that meaningful lesson.
