let me first share with you the experiences of fire-fighters. as steel warriors born of flames, fire-fighters are brave, stiff and ready to sacrifice. in the video, i witnessed how fire-fighters proceeded with difficulty to put out the fire on some warehouses.
those warehouses were full of barrels containing benzene. as we all know, benzene belongs to toxic chemicals. to make things worse, there would be explosion at any time due to the pressure caused by the heat and high temperature. thus, a life-and-death fight between the fire and fire-fighters occurred. they were divided into several brigades and jointly endeavored to fight against the fire for the sake of people as well as their property.
during the course of the combat, a number of fire-fighters got infected because of the toxic chemicals. they felt dizzy and vomited. however, the obstacles didn’t make those heroes retreat or give up. finally, their constant efforts and strong will power helped them put out the fire thoroughly. their spirit is quite moving and deserves our respect.
next it comes to doctors. a doctor is one of the professions that everyone is so familiar with, right? through the series, i’ve learned that there is a woman whose experience differs from others’. in her hospital, she often sees infants rejected by their parents at the door. those poor infants as she said have got cerebral palsy. despite the strong opposition of her family and friends, she determined to adopt any infant who is rejected by parents. in fact, the doctor herself isn’t rich enough. a lot of neighbors think of her to be mad. but there is a firm belief supporting this woman doctor along the way, and that is “all things in their being are good for something.” she shows special preference for those infants and teaches them to talk. with her love and care, those lucky infants are growing up healthily day by day. she hopes that they can contribute for the society in the future. what a wonderful dream. hopefully her dream could come true some day.
last but not the least, from those series i also learned the grass-roots society. inside myself, a heart is growing, a heart not only beats for myself but cares for others as well. i once volunteered to be an english teacher in a primary school for children of migrant workers.
the volunteer work gave me a precious little chance of saying thanks to people like the children’s parents who construct highways and underground, build up modern skyscrapers and make our cities more and more beautiful. to help the children with their english is what i can do at present to show my gratitude to those unsung heroes. the world may not be fair to them, so privileged and blessed people like me are obliged to do whatever we can to help make their life better. whatever i do for them, i know it can’t be compared with what they have done to improve the quality of life in our cities…
all in all, i can not enumerate all great examples of those unsung heroes all at once.
here, i would like to say that all of us should salute to them. the salutation represents our appreciation, gratitude and respect from the deep of our hearts indeed.
The other day the TV reported that a retired school math teacher, Beth Smith, has been volunteering for the past 20 years at a United Nation’s refugee camp in Thailand, helping kids who cannot afford to go to school learn math and English.
I was deeply touched when watching the story, especially when the reporter asked Beth why she would spent all her time in a third world country volunteering, she replied, “By helping these kids, I feel I’m doing good for the society, therefore I feel happy.”
Her answer made me think about the virtue of helping others, and I realize that she is a true hero in my heart.
My hero isn't a great person. My hero is my father. He always makes me happy. He is a helpful person. he does his best to help others. He is good at month and English. If I understand something, I can ask him, and he will tell me how to do it. He often gives money to the poor. He says they need to be loved. I want to be a person like my farther. I'll be a helpful person. I'll do my best to help others, too.
I like my heroI .like my father. I am proud of my father.
"Fire! Fire!" what terrible words to hear when one wakes up in a strange house in the middle of the night! It was a large, old. wooden house--the sort that burns easily--and my room was on the top floor. I jumped out of bed, opened the door and stepped out into the passage. It was full of thick smoke.
I began to run, but as I was still only halfawake, instead of going towards the stairs I went in the opposite direction. The smoke grew thicker and I could see flames all around. The floor became hot under my bare feet. I found an open door and ran into a room to get to the window. But before I could reach it, one of my feet caught in something soft and I fell dom, The thing I had fallen over felt like a bundle of clothes, and I picked it Llp to protect my face from the smoke and heat. Just then the floor gave way under me and I crashed to the floor below with pieces of burning wood all around me.
I saw a flaming doorway in front, put the bundle over my face and ran. My feet burned me terrible, but I got through. As I reached the cold air outside, my bundle of clothes gave a thin cry. I nearly dropped it in my surprise. Then I saw a crowd gathered in the street. A woman in a night dress au d a borrowed man＇s coat screamed as she saw me and came running madly.
"My baby! My baby!" she cried. The crowd cheered wildly as she took the smokeblackened bundle out of my arms, I had some difficulty in recognizing her. She was the Mayor＇s wife and I had saved her baby. I was a hero!
The person I admire is my mum. She is an English teacher. She is very popular among the students because she spends lots of time on her lessons and has a good sense of humor. Students all enjoy her class. My mum is not only a good teacher, but also a great mother. She is patient with me and always smiling while talking. My mum teaches me how to think independently and helps me to build up my confidence. When I have some difficulties in my studies, it is my mum who encourages me to work until I solve the problem. When Im feeling sad or bad, it is also my mum who looks after me with care.
I remember when I caught a fever at midnight last year, my mum took me to the hospital as fast as she could. When we got home after my injection, it was about 5 oclock in the early morning. My mum only slept 2 hours because she had to wake up at 7 oclock to prepare breakfast for me, and then she went to work. She must be very tired that day.
My mum is not very beautiful, but I admire and love her.
If you ask brother chun much stronger? The arms unbend had 19 practice, follow the rockets running. Racing Twenty feet into football, break son unique. Brother chun is playing in Germany, Brazil cowering rig surrender. If nobody asked how much power? A call a tornado thirty, learn to write round his pupil. Forty xi, the British library endorsement. Yu spring wave, leaning worship created universe hero.
It came as a great surprise or rather shock to me that a tural disaster attacked WenChuan which is in this May 12th. It arrives so suddenly that many people were still kept dark about what had happened until the end of their lives.
A nine-year-old boy, LinHao, caught my attention. He succeeded in saving two of his classmate. The most surprising thing, about him, is that he covered a long distance within 7 hours until they got to the safety.
What should I do as a primay school student? Above all, we ought to lend my classmates a hand whenever they are in trouble. Next, working hard on our lessons is necessary.
All in all, what a great boy LinHao is!