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Katie was in big trouble. She was such a sweet girl that a third-grade teacher always dreamed of having a classroom filled with students like Katie. I just couldn’t imagine why she had made her parents so angry.
It seemed that Katie had been running up a lot of charges in the lunchroom. Her parents explained that Katie brought a great homemade lunch each day, and there was no reason for her to buy school lunch. They asked me to help them get to the bottom of this situation. So the next day, I asked Katie to my office.
“Why are you charging lunches, Katie? What happens to your homemade lunch?” I asked.
“I lose it,” She answered.
I leaned back in my chair and said, “I don’t believe you, Katie. Is someone stealing your lunch?”
“No. I just lose it,” she said.
The problem was still unsolved the next week until I noticed a boy in the dining room. He was sitting alone silently at a lunch table. He had messy hair and a thin face, always wearing his oversized coat and looking sad and shy. I thought I would go and sit with him for a while. As I walked towards him, I noticed the lunch bag on the table. The name on the bag said “Katie.” Now I understood what had happened. Later that day, I found Katie and talked to her about it.
Katie asked me not to tell her parents. But I drove to Katie’s house and told them. I had never seen parents so proud of their child. Later, Katie still bought lunch every day at school. And every morning, as she headed out of the door, her mom handed her a delicious homemade lunch.
【小题1】Katie answered “No. I just lose it.” because she ________.A.has lost her homemade lunch | B.forgot where she left her lunch |
C.wanted to protect the poor boy | D.didn’t know who took her lunch |
A.Angry—Surprised—Proud | B.Sad—Angry—Proud |
C.Sad—Surprised—Worried | D.Angry—Worried—Sad |
A.A Small Mistake | B.A Lost Lunch |
C.A Poor Little Boy | D.A Careless Girl |
Children love their parents, but I didn’t get on well with my parents before. I hardly talked to my parents, because they liked to compare me with my sister. And that made me unhappy. I sometimes argued with them for that.
However, I wanted to show them that I was able to do things as well as my sister. Then I began to spend most of my free time painting in my bedroom. But I was lucky because my art teacher, Miss Miller, offered to help me a lot. She taught me some drawing skills to improve my painting. And she was the only person I would like to talk with.
One day, I told Miss Miller about my problem. She asked me to take part in a painting competition. She thought that the best way to communicate with my parents was to prove (证明) myself to them. I agreed.
After a few days’ waiting, the result finally came out. I was very happy and excited, because I got the first prize! When I took the prize home, my parents were very surprised! But I could see that they were very happy. And they began to care more about me from then on. Now, I get on very well with my parents. And I think it is very important to have a talk with them.
I wasn’t happy because my parents often compared me with my sister. To show them I could do things as well as my sister, I began to paint. |
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