Vicky's mother opened the door. She had a look at Vicky's bedroom.
"What a mess! It looks as if a hurricane (飓风) passed through Vicky's bedroom," said Vicky's mother. "I must ask her to clean it. "
Vicky was eating breakfast. Her father came into the kitchen and said, "Mom wants you to clean your room. It looks as if a hurricane passed through it. "
Joe, Vicky's little brother, asked, "A hurricane? Is that a bad thing?"
"Sure it is," said his father.
"I'll do it after school Dad," said Vicky. "My first class is geography and Mr. Miller hates people to be late. " And off she ran through the front door.
Twenty minutes later, Vicky ran into her classroom.
"Today," said Mr. Miller, "we're going to learn about hurricanes. Have any of you seen a hurricane?" Vicky thought about her bedroom, but she said nothing.
"I haven't seen one. Not a real one but I watched a program on TV and I know they destroy (破坏) things and leave a mess," said James who sat next to Vicky.
"Yes," said Mr. Miller. "But today I'm going to surprise you. Sometimes hurricanes do good. "
"Hurricanes can be good things?" Vicky asked.
"Oh, yes," said Mr. Miller. "Hurricanes bring a lot of water to rivers and lakes that are becoming dry. Animals and fish come back to live in them. Hurricanes also pick up heat from the very hot areas of the world and drop it in less warm places. "
"So, hurricanes can be good things," Vicky said to herself. "I'm going to show Mom the good part. "
When Vicky got home in the afternoon, she began to clean up her bedroom. She put all of her things in their proper places.
"Mom," she called. "Can you come here for a minute?"
Vicky's mother put her head around the door.
"Vicky!" she said. "That looks fantastic! I told your dad this morning that it looked as if a hurricane had hit it!"
"Are you sure that's a bad thing, Mom?" asked Vicky, smiling.
