"Tammy! Come here, please! Mother needs your help in the kitchen." Her father called out to her.
Tammy was in her room, getting ready to do her homework. "Yes, Daddy!" she replied. "I'll be right there."
She hurried out of her bedroom and down the hallway. She was only nine years old. Her elder sister, Ella, had just moved away to go to a performing arts high school in another city. Her brother, Harry, was in middle school and always got home late. With Ella leaving home, Tammy was expected to do a lot more than she had ever done before, especially now, because her mother was ill.
Her father was in the kitchen. "Tammy, I know you usually do your homework right now, but with things being different, we all have to change a little bit. I'll help you and Harry with your homework later on, OK?"
Her father had an apron（围裙） on over his clothes, and he looked kind of funny. He was doing the dishes and he always splashed（溅出） water all over when he did that. After helping her father with the dishes, Tammy helped set the table.
After supper, her father helped her and Harry with their homework, and then they played a board game so that their mother could lie down for a while.
The next morning, Tammy got up early on her own because she wanted to help her mother with breakfast. She made orange juice and even put bread in the toaster and got out the butter so that her mother could sleep for a few more minutes.
When her mother got up half an hour later, she was very surprised and moved to see the breakfast on the dining table. She gave Tammy a big hug.
"Thank you, Tammy. You really are mother's little helper now, aren't you?"
【小题1】Why did Tammy's sister move out of their home?

Lisa never had the chance to know her father. He and her mother divorced when she was just a young child. Even though he didn’t move far, he never came to visit his children.
Lisa often wondered about her father. What did he looked like and what he was doing. All she knew was his name: Jeff White.
After Lisa grew up, she became a nurse at a hospital, where she would help provide medicine and comfort for patients in their final days. A few weeks ago, she receieved a new patient whose name was Jeff White.
When Jeff came into his room, Lisa asked him if he had any children. Jeff told her that he had two daughters, Lisa and Elly. Lisa couldn’t hold her tears back. She told him, “ I am Lisa, your daughter.”
Jeff embraced her, saying that he was not a good father. And the daghter held his hand and kissed him. Then Jeff began to sing This Magic Moment.
Jeff could have just weeks left to live, so Lisa wanted to make the most of the time she had with him. Lisa also brought her kids to the hospital to meet their grandfather. The kid made cards for him with the words, “ I love you.”
Forgiveness is also a kind of love.
【小题1】what happened to Lisa when she was young?

I used to live in my own room alone. But one day it all changed when my brother Mike asked to share my   31 . At first, my parents said “no” to him, but at last my mother agreed. I cried and asked my parents not to do this,   32  it didn’t work.
As soon as Mike entered my room, it began to become   33 . To my anger, he often left his unwashed clothes and toys everywhere!
One evening, I was doing some   34  on my computer while Mike was listening to music.  35  , I left my seat to get some water. A big surprise was waiting for me when I   36 . He was using my computer to play game. I had forgotten to save the homework. Sadly, he had closed my program   37  saving it—all I had done had disappeared! I   38  him. He cried a lot as my mother came and beat him. My mother also asked him to leave my room at once.
Then I did my homework   39  . At 10: 00 pm. I finished it. When I was going to turn off the   40 , I saw the photo of my   41  that he had put on my table. I looked at his lovely face and remembered how   42  he was when my mom beat him. I really felt   43 . I went to see what he was doing. I found he was   44  in my parents’ bed. I kissed his face. He woke up, got up and said. “I’m sorry. I won’t bring you any more trouble.”
I was as moved and said. “From now on, my room is not only mine. It is   45 !” That very night, Mike and I shared not only the room, but the bed.