Do you learn from your mistakes? I hope so. But have you ever made the same mistake twice? I have．Sometimes I make the same mistake three or four times!

Sometimes，good things happen because of mistakes．Once I got on the wrong train．That was a big mistake．But on that train，I saw a good friend．I was so happy I made that mistake!

Another time I ruined a surprise．My mother planned a surprise party for my father．She told me it was a secret．But I was just a little boy and I couldn't keep the secret．I told my father about the party．At first，my mother was mad at me．But then my father said he was happy he knew about it．He said he didn't like surprises．

When a good thing comes out of a mistake，that's a happy accident!

1.The boy saw ______ on the wrong train.

2.His mother asked him to ______.

3. What does the boy think of mistakes?

It’s not easy to be an astronaut’s (宇航员) son．Everybody expects you to be special or perfect(完美的)．I often wonder how my father ever had a son like me．I mean he’s so special and so good at everything he does．Even in middle school he was class president and captain of the football team．
Well，to be honest，I often dream about being some kind of hero or doing something special—like saving a child from a burning building or discovering（发现）a new star．I was daydreaming （做白日梦）at school one morning when my teacher said there would be a Father’s Day writing competition for the whole school．“I hope we have a winner right here in my class．”
When I got home，I started to think about what to write．My father is an astronaut．No，I wouldn’t start like that．That was the way others saw him．How did I see my father? Hmm．I saw him sitting with me in the dark when I had a terrible dream．I remembered how he hugged （拥抱）me for hours when my dog Spotty was killed by a car．Yes，these were the things I was going to write．To me，he wasn’t just a world-famous astronaut．He was my dad．
My parents and l went to school on Thursday night．There were so many people in the big hall! My dad looked at me，and I shrugged(耸肩)．The third prize was announced(宣布) and it was not me．1 was relieved(释然)and disappointed（失望）at the same time．The second prize was announced．It was me．1 went up to the stage and read what I had written，“My father’s son”．When I finished，the people stood up and cheered．I saw my father blowing his nose．Tears were running down my mother's face．Dad cleared his throat（喉咙）and put his hand on my shoulder．“Son，this is the proudest（自豪的）moment of my life．’’
It was the proudest moment of my life，too. Maybe I’ll never be a great hero or win a Nobel Prize，but it was enough just to be my father’s son．
【小题1】The writer felt it       to be the son of a famous person．

It’s not easy to be an astronaut’s son．Everybody expects you to be special or perfect. I often wonder how my father ever had a son like me. I mean he’s so special and so good at everything he does. Even in middle school he was monitor and captain of the football team.

Well, to be honest, I often dream about being some kind of hero or doing something special—like saving a child from a burning building One morning my teacher said there would be a Father’s Day writing competition for the whole school．“I hope we have a winner right here in my class.”

When I got home，I started to think about what to write．My father is an astronaut. No, I wouldn’t start like that. That was the way others saw him．How did I see my father?

Hmm…I saw him sitting with me in the dark when I had a terrible dream．I remembered how he hugged me for hours when my dog Spotty was killed by a car. Yes, these were the things I was going to write. To me，he wasn’t just a famous astronaut. He was my dad．

My parents and l went to school Thursday night. There were so many people in the big hall! My dad looked at me, and I shrugged(耸肩).

The third prize was announced and it was not me．1 was relieved(释然)and disappointed(失望) at the same time. The second prize was announced.  I t  was me. I went up to the stage and read what I had written，“My father’s son”．When I finished，Dad put his hand on my shoulder．“Son，this is the proudest moment of my life.’’

It was the proudest moment of my life, too. Maybe I’ll never be a great hero or win a Nobel Prize, but it was enough just to be my father’s son.

1.The writer felt it        to be the son of a famous person．

A．1ucky                       B．natural           C．hard                D．pleasant

2.In order to_        the writer would like to save a child from a burning building．

A．become astronaut                      B．become a great hero

C．be made school team captain            D．be made monitor

3.What did the boy probably write in his composition?

A. A lot of special things he had done．     

B. The story of his father as an astronaut．

C. The unforgettable time he spent with his father．

D. The experiences his father had in middle school．

4.What is the best title for the passage?

A．My daydream                                                 B．My father’s son 

C．My famous father                                  D．My happy family

Once a small boy lived on a farm which seemed so far away from everywhere.
He needed to get up before sunrise every morning to help his father on the farm. During sunrise he would .a break and climb up on the fence(篱笆)along the side of the farm. He could see a house with golden windows. “If they could afford golden windows, then there must be other nice things inside the house.” He imagined how great it would be to live there. Then he promised himself, “Some day 1 will go there and see this wonderful place.”
One morning, his father would go to the town and told him to stay at home for a rest. Knowing that this was his chance, he took a sandwich and headed across the field towards the house with the golden windows.
As the afternoon went on, he began to know how wrong he was. The house was much farther than he had expected. As he went near the house, he saw no golden windows but instead a place in bad need of a painting. A small girl very close to his age came out of the poor house and stood by the broken fence. He asked her if she had seen the house with the golden windows. The girl said, “Sure, I know.” and invited him to sit on the porch (门廊).As he sat there, he looked back from where he just came. There he saw the sunset turned the windows of his house to gold! Now he understood that everyone had his own house with golden windows.
【小题1】During his break every morning, the small boy would _________.