歌词i feeling good英文歌(精彩20篇)

Dear friend,

I’m Sweet He, very glad to write letter to you! I hope we can make friends with each other. I’m 19 years old and my sign of the Zodiac is dog. How old are you? My hometown is a fascinating palace, which is located in the north of china. My hometown, Shan xi, is famous for its abundant coal resources. Beijing is my second hometown; I will study here four years at least. Beijing is the capital of China, which has rich cultural heritage. Where is your hometown? And how about your hometown?

I’m an outgoing and friendly girl, in fact , I’m crazy sometimes. I have lot’s of habits, such as singing, dancing, running, playing badminton, and so on. What kinds of sports do you like?I’m a house female and I like watching Korean dramas and comedy movie. What kinds of movie do you like?Thriller, action or comedy? I think pink is the most beautiful color in the world, and I hope I can have a house in the future, which is decorated by pink things. Can you imagine the scene? What’s your favorite color? And do you have a dream about future?

That’s all about mine. I’m eager to know about you. Please write to me soon and reply my questions which are referred to in the letter. Thank you!

Yours

Sweet He

In my impression, I dont seem to have ever received a Christmas gift. But this year I have received several pieces of Christmas gifts, gifts received the moment, indescribably happy!

It happened on Christmas day, I came to the school with the joyful mood, suddenly found his pocket which turned out to have a lot of lessons for Christmas, I sat on the seat quickly put out gifts found above the names of many students, I am excited golden beans are falling out, everyone looked at me and said "Zhao Runze, dont cry. This is a token of our ah! Again, you have to go, we are not allowed to send you ah (in fact, forget to tell you, I actually have to transfer)! We dont have anything to send you. Its Christmas day, and well have to give me a Christmas gift. Haha, dont be sad, our school will always welcome you! " I didnt cry when I heard them.

The second day I was going, and when I went, everyone was sending me off, and some of my good classmates were crying. I dont think Im crying too. They cry and comfort me. I think this is the best Christmas gift!

Now, I am learning in the new school, the new school atmosphere and the new environment. My classmates are treating me very well. I hope to write this composition so that my former classmates can see it. I want to tell them, "I miss you!"

Dear Sue,

How are you? I obtained your name and address from Pen Pal International. I am very glad to write to you and we become pen pals.

Let me first introduce myself. Im currently working as an English teacher at Shanghai Onlytoya College. I graduated from Shanghai Foreign Languages University in 1988, majoring in English literature and linguistics. I got my Masters degree in pragmatics in 1998. I like playing erhu (a kind of Chinese musical instrument) and listening to pop music. I am also very interested in traveling. Oh, yes, I am a great bar-goer!

描写朋友的英语作文带翻译 This summer, I will be traveling to Australia. I will be attending a conference on behalf of my college in Sydney from July 10 to 16. After the conference, I plan to do some sightseeing in Australia, maybe five more days. If you are free, I would be very happy to meet you in person. Perhaps we could have lunch together.

Well, let me finish here. I am already eagerly awaiting your reply to this first letter. Please tell me all about yourself and your interests. I hope we can become good friends.

Yours truly,

Kenny Gao

Beautiful, kind and tasteful sister _X:

With incomparable excitement and excitement, I bring up my pen to tell you

my hearts gratitude to you: it is your smile that has infected my love for life

and made me firmly determined to choose the beauty industry; it is your words

that awaken my understanding of life and make me understand the love of work,

dedication and hard work; It is your help that makes me feel that I am a person

worthy of trust Thank you so much, I dont know where to start. I think of a

good metaphor. You are really the "light bulb in the dark, bread in hunger, ice

cream in summer and cotton padded jacket in winter" in my life. Although its

funny, I still think its very appropriate. If you dont have you, I wont have

my present life. I thank you from the bottom of my heart!

I sincerely thank you - my good sister _X, of course, I still have a lot

of shortcomings, but also need your care and help; If you are not satisfied with

my service, please tell me and my leaders to help me correct my mistakes in time

and help me move from green to mature! If you are satisfied with my service,

please tell your intimate friends to come and enjoy my most intimate and

professional service. I will use enthusiasm, wisdom and diligence to exchange

for the beauty and health of you and your friends in your life! Sincerely look

forward to your presence and your friends! Thank you again, my sister _X!

I think smiling is as important as sunshine. Smiling is like sunshine

because it can make people happy and have a good day. If you aren’t happy, you

can smile, and then you will feel happy. Someone may say, “But I don’t feel

happy.” Then I would say, “Please smile as you do when you are happy or play

with your friends happily. You will really be happy again.”

You don’t like crying, right? So you must prefer smiling, because you know

smiling will let people forget everything unhappy. Every day, we see teachers or

students and say, “Hi/Hello! How are you?” At the same time, you are smiling,

right?

Smiling can let you have more friends. With a smile, people will know

you’re a kind person. They will talk with you, so you will have more and more

friends.

So I say, smiling is like a flower, the sunshine, warmth. It will give you

happiness.

Today, my parents took me to mygrandfathers home. I talked with my

grandfather for a little while and then Iplayed with my brothers and sisters.

After a while, my elderly brothersuggested going to the park and having a rest.

"Thats a good idea." I said.Then we prepared for the outing. However, after

lunch, the sky turned dark andrained heavily. Therefore, our plan was an

impossible due to the bad weather.How pity it was! All the afternoon, we could

only have fun in house. We playedcards, watched TV and played computer games. We

were happy, but we still hopedthat we can go out next time.

There is only one spring festival in a year, and this years Spring Festival has just passed. Its a little sweet with a busy time.

Because we used to live with grandma, now we have bought a new house, but we still have to spend the holiday with grandma. On the morning of thirty, we returned to grandmas home with a family of three. My father and I together the Spring Festival couplets character, "continues to be a blessing to prove. Mother and grandmother were busy cooking, grandma made my favorite food, and I was very fun to play, my grandmother made 12 dishes. I had enough to eat, and then I started playing for thirty nights to watch the Spring Festival Gala. My grandparents, Grandpa and mom all made dumplings, and I set off firecrackers outside. Until 11:30, I went out with my father and grandpa to pick up firecrackers outside, and it was bustling. After putting the firecrackers into the house and eating the dumplings, grandma took out the pigs claw, and let us all eat some to symbolize the new year to flinch some money. I didnt eat it, but I ate it this year. 12 oclock to the bell ring, give elders a new year, everyone gave me a big red bag.

How can I never forget this Spring Festival, which makes me unforgettable. The days are better.

My hometown is beautiful place It stands near a wide river at the foot of

low green hills. It has many tall buildings and wide streets. There are trees

and flowers everywhere.But it has not always been like that. In the old days, it was a sad dirty

little town. Landlords and merchants lived in the few good houses.For the working people there were only dark, unhealthy rooms in old

buildings and huts in narrow muddy streets. Nearly everyone was poor and many

had no work.Everything has changed since liberation. The people, led by the Party, have

got rid of the mud and dirt. They have put up schools, theaters, shops and

flats. They have an assembly hall and a hospital.Along the river they have built offices, hotels and parks. A lot of

factories have sprung up. On the river, streamers and boats come and go busily,

day and night. They carry the products of our industries to all parts of the

country.I love my hometown, and I love its people. They also have changed. Healthy

and happy, they are going all out to build socialism.

A few days ago, the teacher taught the text of "the voice of a Chinese child". After I saw it, I could not be calm for a long time.

This text mainly describes the heros father is a military observer of the United Nations in the implementation and maintenance of the peace act of heroic sacrifice, he called on the world to peace not war story.

In recent years, world wars have been continuous, such as the United States and Afghanistan. Islam。 The war between the United States and Iraq, the war between Israel and Palestine, and so on. A few people are almost family, broken up, visible, the war damage to human or great. A bomb fell on the busy street, and the city immediately became a pile of ruins.

Fifty-one years ago, the people of the world won the victory against fascism with blood and life, but the God of peace did not live forever. Many areas are still filled with the smoke of the war, and the evil bullets also threaten the delicate flowers of peace. Save the children, want peace not war, not to the mother in the lost son, wife to not lose her husband, the children do not lose in the father, the world should act together, the sea land, are in the hand of friendship, a laugh, devoid of old resentment. I hope that there is no roar of the looters, no roar of the rebels, and peace everywhere. Sunshine。 Flowers and love.

The spring Festival  coming soon! The festivel  considereded the most important one for Chinese people. It  on the first day of lunar year. It  also the day of reunion among family members. During these days, people would say "happy new year! or wh you make fortune! to each other. They would also vit their relatives and friends. Children would be given "red packets". Children would have more to eat and play than usual.Playing firecrackers  also a popular game for children.

Viewing vs.Reading

The pace of reading, clearly,depends entirely upon the reader. He may read

as slowly or as rapidly as he can or wishes to read. If he does not understand

something, he may stop and reread it, or go in search of elucidation before

continuing.

The reader can accelerate his pace when the material is easy or less

than interesting, and slow down when it is difficult or absorbing.

If what he

reads is moving, he can put down the book for a few moments and cope with his

emotions without fear of losing anything.

Yruesday January lst Sunny

Its New Years Day today. This morning when I got up, I heardsomebody

singing a love song. It was mum! Ifelt very strange because Iknew mum didnt

enjoy popular songs. And I didnt think it was suitable formy middle-aged mother

to sing any love songs. Whats more, dad wasfollowing what mum was singing.

"What had happened to them?" Then Inoticed a box with a small card on the table.

I got close to it carefully andunderstood then. As a matter of fact, it was

their 15th marriage anniversarytoday. Thats why they were so happy. When seeing

their happiness, I alsofelt happy.

Today is the first day of the chinese new year. i wear a new sweater and shoes. some one always take the presents and smile at every one. they wear red clothes.

You can play the firework but don’t play in the room. we can eat many chinese food ,zong-zi,jiao-zi…. today may be a good day,because many marry—cars running in the street.

Older people always say today we must eat many good luck food.

Dear Mother,

Your hard work!

At the moment whether you are in the high temperature machine room in the

hands to mechanically operate the machine; At the moment, whether you have been

too busy to think about me in school; At this moment the midnight bell is about

to strike, whether you are still empty belly, endure the roar of machinery in

busy overtime, I clearly see your swarthy face has a trace of years, sweat beads

gathered into a stream winding down...

Mom, Im afraid Im going to lose sleep tonight because I made an

"unforgivable" mistake. I have slapped myself several times, but the thought of

your frail figure is too much for my conscience to bear. In order to make a

living, you and your father work away from home all the year round. This year,

you were going to accompany me to study. "Sophomore year, key!" I know this is a

decision you and Dad have made after much thought and consideration. Considering

the situation at home, I refused.

I bought you a ticket to go away with tears in my eyes, and very

reluctantly put you on the train, I can clearly see the tears twinkling in your

eyes. Mom, I dont envy others wearing brand clothes, wearing brand jewelry; I

dont envy them having their parents pick them up every day; I dont envy them

eating nutritious breakfast prepared by their parents every day.

Although I can only with boiled water, eating steamed buns, but I know that

my mother gave me love is not lost to anyone. Mother you have been told me to

pay attention to nutrition, improve food, but I learned from the mouth of your

fellow villagers that you drink porridge with pickles every day, today is the

weekend, a week of steamed bread I want to do a la carte; My shoes are broken,

my thumbs are "happy", I want to buy a pair of sneakers at a reduced price;

Mid-term exam is coming soon, I learn not solid enough, want to go to Xinhua

bookstore around. So, I chuang the only two hundred dollars, this is my hard

work, under the pillow has been pressed flat, I know three years when the money

is much, I dont want to old to you for money, and brother next year will rise

the third year.

Walk in the street, those common sneakers also want 30, 50 yuan, later I

still wear old shoes into the Xinhua bookstore, come out, it is dusk, into the

vegetable market, I picked a jin of cabbage, a jin of carrots. This time, I

spent $2.70. But What I never expected, mother, was that when I took the money

that night, it was gone. Two hundred dollars just disappeared, And I broke down,

and it felt like the sky was falling down, and I went crazy and searched

everywhere I went today, but... Mom, Im sorry to you, and dad, when I was going

to tell you, but you called to tell me that you were injured, accidentally cut

by the machine on the hand, you let me how to open my mouth! I didnt have a

night class, I cried, and cried happily on the playground for a whole night.

The pressure on study, the loneliness in life, the condemnation in my

heart, the pain of missing my loved ones, mom, can you understand my mood now?

Mom, I miss you.

Your daughter

dear john,

long time no see, how is your summer vacation? i’m really sorry for writing so late. i have been too busy at this moment. i am happy to hear that you have traveled to tibet at this summer holiday. how i wish i could go there with you!

let me tell you something about my summer holiday. my summer holiday is rich and colorful. my parents take me to hong kong. that’s a beautiful place. i buy a lot of funny things at there. such as pretty dresses, cute dolls and the snacks i never eat before. i really want to stay there and never come back! in a word, i really appreciate the life there.

i’m really looking forward to your reply!

yours,

vvv

Dear Father Christmas,

So my friend has asked me to write to you... I have to confess its been

hard to know what to say. Mainly because like most adults I feel preposterous

asking anything of you because our time with you is surely done. Now we get our

own presents, control our own fates, take responsibility for our own actions,

and live in the world we have created... so its not for us to turn around and

plead for your help with the environment, the migrant crisis, the NHS,

education, food banks, human rights, fundamentalism and wars. Though God knows

we need all the help we can get with all these man-made problems and more.

And its not that you arent compassionate and full of joy. Youre great.

In spite of you being changed into different colours for corporations and being

bastardised to represent materialism gone mad - despite probably originating in

some season based pagan druid ritual a million thought miles from requests for

spontaneously combusting hoverboards... Kidadults cynically pointing this out

after having their moment of belief in you are wasting everyones precious time.

Because you are not for them. You are for the children. Children who need some

magic in a world where the borders between innocence and responsibility, playful

imagination and cold, adult obstacles are continually shrinking.

This is what Id like to ask you to help with. A little more time for

children to be children. Stretch the moment of magic and playfulness. Distract

them from the realities of a world gone mad so that they can laugh with their

breath rather than sob with their tears. Especially those caring for family

members, or suffering illness, hunger or poverty. Especially those hiding in

buildings as bombs rain down, or being handed shaking with fear or cold into a

boat to escape environmental disaster or war. Please help to light up their

worlds with a moment of joy and hope.

When I think about it youve got it tough this year... And when I really

think about it Im not sure that asking you for a lightsaber and getting one

(not that I ever did by the way) is equatable with controlling the space time

continuum and making the good of childhood last a little longer.

But you do inspire wonder and awe amongst those that write you letters and

go to sleep hoping there might be a new object in their possession come dawn.

You inspire good behaviour and, at least in my memory, some desperate last

minute attempts to redeem bad behaviour so as not to be overlooked. Spare a

thought too for those millions who want to write to you but through illiteracy

cant. Hear their words and help to give them the time and chance to learn how

to read and write so they can better their lives and escape their impoverished

beginnings.

I feel a little sorry for you. And I guess Ive done exactly what I said I

wouldnt... Asked you to help with adult problems and solve some of the greatest

worries we have for our children. I promise to leave some extra port and mince

pies for you!

Lots of love

Benedict

亲爱的圣诞老人：

我的朋友叫我写信给你……我真的不知道该对你说什么。主要因为跟大部分成年人一样，我觉得跟你要东西似乎很荒谬，因为我们和你已经没有交集了。如今我们自己给自己买礼物，掌控自己的命运，为自己的行为负责，并且生活在我们自己创造的世界里……所以我们没有理由找你帮忙解决这些问题，比如环境问题、移民危机、NHS医保系统、教育、食物银行、人权、原教旨主义和战争。尽管上帝知道，我们需要各种援助去解决这些人为的危机和麻烦。

我并不是说你没有同情心或不乐观。你很伟大。尽管你被各种大公司篡改的面貌全非;被妖魔化以代表那疯狂的拜金主义——简直像异教徒的仪式那样，每到这个季节就要用礼物填满欲望，比如那种可能会自燃的悬滑板。那些童心未泯的成年人竟然生气地认为你是在浪费每个人的宝贵时间，却忘了他们自己也曾相信你。因为你不属于成年人，而是属于孩子们的。孩子们需要一些魔力，因为这个世界上，天真与责任、欢乐的想象力与冷漠以及成人障碍之间的界限正在不断的缩小。

这才是我想求你援助的。让孩子们的童年更长久些吧。延长那充满魔力与乐趣的时刻。让孩童们忽略这疯狂又现实的世界，让他们拥有欢笑而非流泪。尤其是那些过早需要承担家庭责任或身患疾病的孩子们，又或者是那些遭受饥饿与贫穷的孩子们。尤其是那些躲在位于枪林弹雨的建筑中、或者是那些怀着恐惧与寒冷不断颤抖、被塞进船里以逃离灾难和战争的孩子们。请你用希望和欢乐照亮他们的世界。

当我想到今年你处境艰难时……当我仔细思考，我不确定这样是否合理：即找你要一把光剑(虽然我并不曾得到过)来控制时空介质，从而使得美好的童年时光再久一点。

但对于那些给你写信、期待着你会在天明前送给他们礼物而入睡的孩子们，你带给他们好奇和敬畏。你激发了善行，至少在我的记忆中，一些孩子在最后一刻试图弥补过错，以避免因此受罚。还希望你体谅一下数百万想跟你写信却不会写字的人。请你倾听他们的声音，给他们时间和机会去学习读书和写字，这样他们就可以过上更好的生活，逃离贫困的处境。

我对你感到一丝歉意。我好像做了我明明说自己不会做的事……我希望你能帮忙解决成年人造成的麻烦，缓解我们对孩子的某些担忧。我保证，我会给你留超多肉馅饼的!!

满满的爱

本尼迪克特

My dear classmate,

Congratulations on your passing CET-4. You have set me an example because I have to learm from you. In past two years, you have been working so hard at English that you have lost about 10 kilograms of your weight. You recited every CET-4 word; you learned some of the sample writings by heart; you slept less because of this test. I really appreciate your diligence.

I hope that you can continue with your English studies and enter for CET-6 next year. Good luck in your life and work!

Yours,

Lele

There are many festivals in china. And among them, I like the most  the Spring Festival. Because of it, not only  the biggest holiday of the year, but the start of a new year, but also all of us all the people, come together festival.

Before the Spring Festival, people go home, no matter where they are. Usually, we in the new years Eve dinner. Then the family sat together to share their lives or aircraft. Some people play games or go out to play. On New Years day, people get up early to meet people who say. Children can get lucky money from relatives. In the coming days, we will vit relatives to pay New Years call, give them. In a word, it  the family reunion and we all the time to enjoy it.

Th  our happy Spring Festival, Do you feel happy?

The Fascinating Moonrise

There is a hill near my home that I often climb at night. The noise of the city is a far-off murmur. In the hush of dark I share the cheerfulness of crickets and the confidence of owls. But it is the drama of the moonrise that I come to see. For that restores in me a quiet and clarity that the city spends too freely.

From this hill I have watched many moons rise. Each one had its own mood. There have been broad, confident harvest moons in autumn; shy, misty moons in spring; lonely, white winter moons rising into the utter silence of an ink-black sky and smoke-smudged orange moons over the dry fields of summer. Each, like fine music, excited my heart and then calmed my soul.

But we, who live indoors, have lost contact with the moon. The glare of street lights and the dust of pollution veil the night sky. Though men have walked on the moon, it grows less familiar. Few of us can say what time the moon will rise tonight.

Still, it tugs at our minds.

If we unexpectedly encounter the full moon, huge and yellow over the horizon, we are helpless but to stare back at its commanding presence. And the moon has gifts to bestow upon those who watch.

I learned about its gifts one July evening in the mountains. My car had mysteriously stalled, and I was stranded and alone. The sun had set, and I was watching what seemed to be the bright-orange glow of a forest fire beyond a ridge to the east. Suddenly, the ridge itself seemed to burst into flame. Then, the rising moon, huge and red and grotesquely misshapen by the dust and sweat of the summer atmosphere, loomed up out of the woods. Distorted thus by the hot breath of earth, the moon seemed ill-tempered and imperfect. Dogs at nearby farmhouse barked nervously, as if this strange light had wakened evil spirits in the weeds.

But as the moon lifted off the ridge it gathered firmness and authority. Its complexion changed from red, to orange, to gold, to impassive yellow. It seemed to draw light out of the darkening earth, for as it rose, the hills and valleys below grew dimmer. By the time the moon stood clear of the horizon, full-chested and round and of the colour of ivory, the valleys were deep shadows in the landscape. The dogs, reassured that this was the familiar moon, stopped barking. And all at once I felt a confidence and joy close to laughter.

The drama took an hour. Moonrise is slow and serried with subtleties. To watch it, we must slip into an older, more patient sense of time.

To watch the moon move inflexibly higher is to find an unusual stillness within ourselves. Our imaginations become aware of the vast distance of space, the immensity of the earth and the huge improbability of our own existence. We feel small but privileged.

Moonlight shows us none of life’s harder edges. Hillsides seem silken and silvery, the oceans still and blue in its light. In moonlight we become less calculating, more drawn to our feelings.

月升魅无穷

在我家的附近有座小山， 我常在晚间爬上山去。此时，城市的喧嚣成了遥远的低语。在这黑夜的静谧中，我尽情地分享蟋蟀的欢乐，感受猫头鹰的自信。不过，我上山是来看月出的，因为这可以让我的内心重新感到被城市消耗殆尽的平静与清新。

在这座山上，我欣赏过许多次月亮升起的景象。每一次月的姿容性情都不同。秋天，满月如轮，充满自信;春天，月亮清雾迷蒙羞羞答答;冬天，银白色的月亮挂在漆黑的、悄无声息的夜空中，显得那样孤寂;夏天，桔*的月似被烟尘笼罩，俯瞰干燥的田野。每一种月亮，都像美妙的音乐，颤动我的心灵，令我的灵魂平静。

但我们这些深居室内的人，已与月亮失去了联系。城市中耀眼的街灯和污染性烟尘遮住了夜空。虽然人类已在月亮上行走过，但月亮对我们却更加陌生了。现在已很少有人能说出今晚月亮何时升起。

但无论怎样，月亮依然打动我们的心灵。

如果我们偶然遇见一轮黄灿灿的满月高高挂在空中， 我们都会禁不住抬头凝望她那高贵的仪容。而月亮会向那些注视她的人赐予厚礼。

我得到她的厚礼是在山间七月的一个夜晚。我的车突然无缘无故地熄了火，将我孤身一人困在山中，束手无策。太阳已经落山，我注视着东边山头涌起的一团桔红色的明光，好像森林起火一般。突然，山头自己也似乎燃起火焰，一会儿，一轮又大又红的月亮从树林中慢慢现出身来，夏天空气中弥漫的灰尘与湿气令它显得异常怪异。大地灼热的呼吸扭曲了它，它变得非常暴躁，不再完美。附近农舍的狗紧张地狂吠起来，因为这团奇怪的光亮叫醒了野草中的魔鬼。

然而当月亮缓缓从山头升起，它聚集了越来越多的坚定与威严;它的面孔由红色变成了桔红，又变成金色，最后成为沉静的*。它似乎吸收了正在渐渐转暗的大地的光亮，因为随着它的升起，下面的丘陵山谷变得愈来愈朦胧。等到皓月当空，满月如盘，闪烁出象牙般的清辉，山谷便成了风景中一片幽深的阴影。那些狗明白了那团光原来是他们熟悉的月亮，也安定下来，停止了吠叫。霎时间，我也觉得信心倍增，心情舒畅，几乎笑了起来。

这奇特的景观持续了一个小时。月出是缓慢而充满神奇的。观看月出，我们必须回到一种古老的、耐心的时间观念中去。观看月亮不可阻挡地升上天空，会让我们找到内心的无比安宁，我们的想象力能让我们看到宇宙的辽阔和大地的广袤，能让我们忘掉自己的存在。我们觉得自身渺小，但又深感大自然的厚待。

月色下，我们看不到生活中坚硬的棱角。山坡在月光下如同笼上了一层柔和的银纱;大海在月光下宁静碧蓝;我们在月光下也不再像白日那般心计来往，而是沉醉于自然的情感中。

Hi,this is my bedroom. There is a big table, white curtains. The closet is near the big table. Many clothes are in the closet.The trashbin is behind the door.The mirror is under the air conditioner.Whats on the table?There is a computer. I often play computer games. Do you like my room? Whats your room like? Can you tell me, please?

oh god! i think i was about seven and half when my sisters and i pulled this stupid stunt. i remember watching television with them and the show on happened to be our favorite program to watch. all of a sudden we heard my brother, chris, yelling from the backyard. so we all headed out there to see what happened. when we finally located him, he was in a tree hanging from the highest tree branch. crying, he explained to us that he had climbed up the tree and couldnt get down. we thought, okay, one of us should climb up and get him off, but we couldnt manage to get him moving down.

it was then my youngest sister, ka, who was five and a half at the time had seen a similar situation. she suggested we grab a sheet, hold it under the branch chris was hanging off of, and tell him to drop so we can catch him. my other sister, yams, who is one year younger than me, peered at me to confirm the idea and i said "yeah, lets try that".so we grabbed a sheet from the closet and went to hold it beneath the tree. now mind you, the ages holding this blanket were ranging from seven and a half to five and a half, thus the sheet was probably being held up to our waist and also close to touching the ground. but we were confident it could work.

we looked up to chris and he looked down at us a bit hesitant. i dont blame him the poor guy. it was then we told him to let go and to fall on his back. chris looked at me and asked "are you sure ill land on the blanket?" now, my brother at the age of four, had a cute squeaky voice. but because of a problem at birth with his tongue being a bit attached to the mouth, it came out more like this, "ah you sho awill lan on da blanked?", "yup!", i told him, "were sure!" and he let go.now when i think about chris letting go of that branch, i think of his faith in me and my sisters and i also think how stupid he was to trust us, cause when that boy let go he was in for a big surprise. chris fell right through that sheet and landed right on his stomach. and no matter how tight we held on to the sheet, he still managed to get through.

we were shocked and a bit worried and we looked at the ground where he landed. this tiny seventy pound boy had made a hole right through the sheet and landed. he was positioned like one of those chalk drawings you find after a homicide, with one arm near the head another to the side and the knee bent a bit. we might as well have drawn an outline because he wasnt moving. so we bent down to check if he was still alive and when we asked him if he was okay he uttered these five words… "ah stee hi da flow" in other words, "i still hit the floor!" poor little man! but before you condemn us, chris is fourteen now and he still bugs us about it, any tree he climbs he gets down on his own and, strangely, he wants to be a fireman when he grows up. now he can write that he had personal experience about jumping and catching. see, no harm done…

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