"Who did this?" Mrs. Green asked with a piece of broken glass in her hand. She had never been so1with us. The classroom was so quiet. All students looked at the window except me. I kept my head2. I knew it was me. I broke it when I practiced 3baseball. But should I tell the truth? If I did, I would be in trouble. I didn't have enough4. How could I afford to buy such an expensive window? I really didn't want to put up my hand, 5 at last I said, "I did it. I am sorry." It was not 6 for me to say those words. Mrs. Green went to the bookshelf and took down a book. Then she walked to me. Looking at 7, I was a little afraid. To my surprise, she said, "I know you like 8here is a book about them. It's yours now. I give it to you not because you broke the window, but because you are 9." I couldn't believe it. I wasn't punished (惩罚) . However, I was given my favorite book about birds. It happened 20 years ago, but I still10 the book. The lesson my teacher taught me that day will be in my heart forever.
