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　　My job was to make classroom observations and encourage a training program that would enable students to feel good about themselves and take charge of their lives．Donna was one of the volunteer teachers who joined in this 　　1　　．

　　One day, I entered Donna’s classroom, took a seat in the back of the room and 　　2　　．All the students were working 　　3　　 a task．The student next to me was filling her page with “I Can’ts．” “I can’t kick the soccer ball．” “I can’t get Debbie to like me．” Her page was half full and she showed no 　　4　　 of stopping．I walked down the row and found 　　5　　 was writing sentences, describing things they couldn’t do．

　　By this time the activity aroused my 　　6　　, so I decided to check with the teacher to see what was going on, 　　7　　 I noticed she too was busy writing．“I can’t get John’s mother to come for a parents’ meeting．” …I felt it best not to 　　8　　．

　　After another ten minutes, the students were 　　9　　 to fold the papers in half and bring them to the front．They placed their “I Can’t” statements into an empty shoe box．Then Donna 　　10　　 hers．She put the lid on the box, tucked it under her arm and headed out the door．

　　Students followed the teacher．I followed the students．Halfway down the hallway, Donna got a shovel(铲子)from the tool house, and then marched the students to the farthest corner of the playground．There they began to 　　11　　．The box of “I Can’ts” was placed at the 　　12　　 of the hole and then quickly covered with dirt．At this point Donna announced, “Boys and girls, please join hands and 　　13　　 your heads．” They quickly formed a circle around the grave．

　　Donna delivered the eulogy(悼词)．“Friends, we gathered here today to 　　14　　 the memory of ‘I Can’t．’ He is 　　15　　 by his brothers and sisters ‘I Can’ and ‘I Will’．May ‘I Can’t’ rest in 　　16　　．Amen!”

　　She turned the students 　　17　　 and marched them back into the classroom．They celebrated the 　　18　　 of “I Can’t”．Donna cut a large tombstone from paper．She wrote the words “I Can’t” at the top and the date at the bottom, then hung it in the classroom．On those rare occasions when a student 　　19　　 and said, “I Can’t,” Donna 　　20　　 pointed to the paper tombstone．The student then remembered that “I Can’t” was dead and chose other statement．

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　　Twenty years ago I worked in a middle school．There I taught my students physics．I had studied well and learned a lot by then．I explained the lessons clearly, so they liked my classes．

　　Soon the school years was over．I couldn't decide where to spend my summer holiday．Just at that moment I heard from my father．In his letter he said he had a cousin in Tennessee and it would be his fiftieth birthday the next month．He told me to take part in his birthday party instead of him．I hadn't been to the place before and hoped to see the uncle．And I set out at once．

　　I got off the train at a small station．A carriage(马车)took me right to his farm．His manor(庄园)lay in the middle of the large and wide farm, between a river and a forest and I decided to take my holiday there．My uncle and aunt received me at the gate．He looked strong and introduced his children to me．They were all friendly to me．After a nice dinner he showed me around his manor．It was built two hundred years ago and there were a lot of rooms in it．Most were locked and I couldn't see inside．I had a good sleep that night．

　　The following day a lot of guests(客人)came and my uncle was happy and busy．I heard someone said there was a ghost(鬼)in my room, while I was reading in it that evening．I looked around and seemed to find something strange．I rushed out at once and met a servant(仆人)outside．

　　“Did anything happen in my room?”

　　“Nothing happened ten years ago, madam．”

　　“And what about these ten years?”

　　“Sorry, I don't know．Nobody lived there by yesterday!”

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　　My job was to make classroom observations and encourage a training program that would enable students to feel good about themselves and take charge of their lives．Donna was one of the volunteer teachers who participated in this 　　1　　．

　　One day, I entered Donna's classroom, took a seat in the back of the room and 　　2　　．All the students were working 　　3　　 a task．The student next to me was filling her page with “I Can'ts．” “I can't kick the soccer ball．” “I can't get Debbie to like me．” Her page was half full and she showed no 　　4　　 of stopping．I walked down the row and found 　　5　　 was writing sentences, describing things they couldn't do．

　　By this time the activity aroused my 　　6　　, so I decided to check with the teacher to see what was going on 　　7　　 I noticed she too was busy writing．“I can't get John's mother to come for a parents' meeting．”……I felt it best not to 　　8　　．

　　After another ten minutes, the students were 　　9　　 to fold the papers in half and bring them to the front．They placed their “I Can't” statements into an empty shoe box．Then Donna 　　10　　 hers．She put the lid on the box, tucked it under her arm and headed out the door．Students followed the teacher．I followed the students．Halfway down the hallway Donna got a shovel from the tool house, and then marched the students to the farthest corner of the playground．There they began to 　　11　　．The box of “I Can'ts” was placed at the 　　12　　 of the hole and then quickly covered with dirt．At this point Donna announced, “Boys and girls, please join hands and 　　13　　 your heads．” They quickly formed a circle around the grave．

　　Donna delivered the eulogy(悼词)．“Friends, we gathered here today to 　　14　　 the memory of ‘I Can't．' He is 　　15　　 by his brothers and sisters ‘I Can' and ‘I Will'．May ‘I Can't' rest in 　　16　　．Amen!”

　　She turned the students 　　17　　 and marched them back into the classroom．They celebrated the 　　18　　 of “I Can't”．Donna cut a large tombstone from paper．She wrote the words “I Can't” at the top and the date at the bottom, then hung it in the classroom．On those rare occasions when a student 　　19　　 and said, “I Can't,” Donna 　　20　　 pointed to the paper tombstone．The student then remembered that “I Can't” was dead and chose other statement．