It was a lovely winter morning. When my classmates and I were playing happily on the playground, something got into my shoe and I 1 , "Ow! Ow! Something in my shoe is biting(咬) me."
Everyone heard the shout, They quickly took me into a(n) 2 and were going to take off my shoe. "Which foot is it?" one asked. "Let us have a look."
Suddenly, I remembered the 3 in my socks. My family was very poor during those years. I wore 4 socks. They didn't last long and soon had holes in the front. I 5 to take off my shoe. And I tried hard to keep my right shoe on 6 I couldn't stand others seeing the holes in my sock.
My teacher, Miss Diane, 7 the classroom. "What's wrong?" she asked.
"Something is biting her foot, but she doesn't let us take off her shoe" one of my classmates answered. Miss Diane lived next door to me. She knew everything about my family. She said, "Oh, it must be a sockeating ant (蚂蚁)." It seemed that she knew the thing 8 the shoe. "I once had bites from these ants. When I got my shoe off, they ate almost the half front of my sock." My classmates listened to the teacher carefully, although they all looked a little puzzled (困惑的).
Miss Diane took off my 9 shoe and sock. One big red ant fell onto the ground, then the other. "You see, the ants ate the front part of her sock" she added. "You are such a brave girl to stand these 10 red ants taking so many bites."
Till now I still remember that winter morning. Miss Diane and her "sockeating ant" story become my warmest memory (回忆) which makes my life a big difference.
