Two days ago I was quite sure of getting an“A”for my Spanish.I had got myself 1 .I looked for 2 on the Internet for a week.I wrote a 3 and I even drew a few pictures of Spain.I practised the speech a lot.
On the day of my speech,I didn't get nervous or forget 4 I was going to say.However,everybody has one thing they are 5 at.Some people are bad at drawing pictures. 6 are bad at typing.My problem is that my stories about Spanish history sounded boring.
After giving my speech and showing my pictures I 7 I was going to get a bad grade.Big projects are very difficult for me to finish.They 8 a lot of time,and I always 9 the day it has to be finished and the grade I'll get.
Anyway,I ended up getting an“A”.The teacher said I 10 all my classmates listen-I was talking very loudly!
My stutter(口吃)had always been much of a problem.I'd had so many specialists for my 1 over the years.As l walked down the hallway to meet a new one, memories popped in my head of how painful(痛苦的)being a kid who stutters had been.It 2 hurt.
“Hello! I'm Mrs.Claussen.I hear you're from Texas! "
“Ye-Ye-Ye-Yes m-m-m-m-m-m-m-aam I am…”My heart felt like it was pounding through my chest and my hands were dripping wet.I really blew that
3 .
“Well, " she said with a 4 Smile.161've always liked Texas."
She turned out to be the best speech specialist I've ever had, not like those who
told me to clap my hands while speaking.She was 5 .She spent the first several weeks just talking to me-asking me all kinds of questions about myself, especially my feelings.And she 6 .She then began to teach me about the speech.Not just about my speech, but about everybody's.
I 7 in my old school and was a pretty good tenor(男高音), but I learned that the new school's singing group was all filled up.It was such bad news, for I thought that was the one thing I could really do well-and I could do it
8 stuttering.Somehow Mrs.Claussen finally got me in the group.I felt like she really cared about me as a person, not just a speech student.
During the next two years, my speech didn't get much better-except with her.When I was in college, things got worse.I once even wondered if I would ever be able to 9 ! It was a very depressing time, and I often felt alone.When I was feeling really sorry for myself, I remembered Mrs.Claussen had told me whether I could 10 my speech was all up to me.She had told me not to fight for perfect speech, just better speech.She was right about that.I finally improved my speech greatly.
Many years have passed, but I think of her from time to time, wondering if she had as much 11 0n her other students as she had on me.I like to think that she did.Her name was Mrs.Claussen...and she 12 .I'II never forget her.
For me, Chirstmas always began in the middle of the cold, windy month of November.My sister Alice and I sat down in front of the fire and wrote a 1 to Father Chirstmas, telling him about all the presents we 2 .We carefully posted the letter to“Father Christmas, the North pole”…
Christman Eve came, The whole family helped to 3 the house, put up the Christmas tree and blow up the balloons.Then, in the afternoon, when Aunt Kate and my two cousins arrived, 4 was ready.Before we went to bed, we left some wine and meat for Father Chirstmas and then put our 5 at the end of our beds.We tried to keep 6 as long as possible to see Father Christmas, but the next thing we knew it was 7 Christmas morning!
We couldn’t wait to 8 the stocking.It was now full of all kinds of small present and sweets.Christmas morning was bright and sunny.After going to church, my cousin David and I went out into the garden to 9 our new present.Lunch was always late, but what a lunch!Delicious turkey with all the vegetables followed by fruits and ice creams.
10 lunch, Father, Mother and Aunt rested on the sofas in front of the Queen’s speech on TV.We took out the toys, put on the funny paper hats, laughed at the jokes and played 11 .Then came the afternoon tea and a large 12 cake covered with snowmen.It didn’t seem possible, 13 we still went on eating.By bedtime all of the children were very 14 .As soon as Mom 15 the light, we all fell into a deep sleep.
Life is not easy, so I’d like to say, "When anything happens, believe in yourself."
When I was a young boy, I was (1) shy to talk to anyone.My classmates often (2) me.
I was sad but could do nothing.Later, happened, and it changed my life.It was an English speech contest.My mother asked me to (3) it.What a terrible idea!It meant I had to speak before all the teachers and students of my school!
“Come on, boy.Believe in yourself.You are sure to (5) .”Then mother and I talked about many different topics.At last I (6) the topic “Believe in yourself”.I tried my best to remember all the speech and practiced it over 100 times.With my mother’s great love, I did well in the contest.I could hardly believe my (7) when the news came that I had won the first place.I heard the cheers(赞美) (8) the teachers and students.Those classmates who once looked down on(瞧不起)me, now all said “Congratulations!” (9) me.My mother hugged me and cried excitedly.
Since then, everything has changed for me.When I do anything, I try to tell (10) to be sure and I will find myself.This is true not only for a person but also for a country.
This morning, I felt very nervous.I would give a report in my class and I had been 1 to do so for a long time!
Mom came 2 the kitchen and asked,“Are you ready, 3 ?”“Yes,”I answered quietly. 4 in fact I wasn't ready really!
On my way 5 school, I could feel my heart beating.I hated his! I went into Mrs. Owens' class.She was smiling, and saying 6 to all her students as she did every morning.“Hi, Sam,”she said to me as I walked into the classroom.“Hi,”I said and 7 sat in my seat.I looked at my watch.The time was near.Then Mrs. Owens started, “San, it's time for you to show yourself.”Show 8 ? Oh, no! I got up slowly, looking at the ground as I walked to the front of the classroom.Then I looked up and everyone was 9 me.She came beside me and put her hand on my back and said to the whole class, “Sam has worked hard on his 10 and I know it's a very interesting report.”After hearing her words I didn't feel nervous any more.At last I succeeded in giving a report.Thanks to my teacher-Mrs. Owens.After that, I was not afraid of making a speech any more.