Last week our teacher announced that a Chinese Character Dictation Competition will be held in the auditorium on July 3. Many of us were interested and hoped to join in it, and only one competitor was allowed for each class. Luckily, I got chance.

In the following days, I buried me in preparing for the competition. My classmates gave me a lot of good advices. As the competition was approaching, I felt more and more confident. The day finally came. Some characters were very challenging that many of the competitors got stuck while I succeeded on writing down most of them and won the first prize. When I was standing excited on the stage, pictures of my classmates helps me flashed into my mind. The victory and honor were belonged to all of us.

There are many reasons why helping others are good. Not only does this behavior make us feel satisfying, but also this satisfaction leads to sense of belonging. I learn this lesson by helping a totally stranger out last Friday. When I was walking back home after school on last Friday, I came across an old man lain beside the street, who had tripped over because of stepping on a banana skin. By his side scattered his purchase out of a shopping bag. Seeing this, I quickly came to him and helped himself stand up. I didn’t leave until I made sure whether he recovered. Now I think I did the easiest thing of all to make myself happy!

Since we moved to our new home several days ago, I had been busy unpacking boxes. It’s exhausting and rewarding to stand back and see how a new home opens her arm to you. And I’m pleasing to see how everything eventual found a place to exist in. We also experienced kindness from some neighbors in your complex. I was touched a bunch of flowers and a delicate cup that some of the neighbors gifted it us. And then there was a plate of cookies appeared on our doorstep. People here are friend and we have been getting along well with each other!