Question

When I was seven years old,my family made me an ant farm 谁有这个短文的全文 麻烦给我下 谢谢了

When I was seven years old,my family made me an ant farm 谁有这个短文的全文 麻烦给我下 谢谢了

Answer 1

When I was twelve years old,my family were the first black people to move into an all white part of Grand Rapids,Michigan.Many of our new neighbors weren't very welcoming.Some of the them said angrily that we should return where we came from.The children sometimes threw stones at me or drove me home from school .
Most of my teachers simply took no notice of me,but not Dorothy Bean,my history teacher.Miss Bean was angry at how badly I was being treated,but she didn't say this to me.Miss Bean showed her respect for me by teaching me just like anyone else.Instead of being unnoticed,I was given a chance to show that I was clever.Miss Bean was the first teacher who ever made me think for myself.She always want to know what I thought about difficult questions.Was Thomas Jefferson right to buy Louisiana from France? Why?She expected me to have my own idea.Miss Bean was teaching me that thinking for oneself was the real key to education
One day, when I was not paying attention in class, Miss Bean suddenly threw an eraser at me.The eraser hit me right on the hand and sent my pencil flying.The whole class were very suprised at first, then started laughing.This event became famous in the school and, because it happened to me, the students wanted to get to know me.So that's the story of how Dorothy Bean made me her target, and how I became just another kid in school.

Answer 2

When I was seven years old, my family made me an ant farm. First, we put clean sand in a thin glass box. Then we waited for the ants to arrive.

After the ants were in the glass farm, they started to make tunnels ( 地道). I was amazed that each one knew exactly what to do. Each had its own job.

On the fifth day a tragedy (悲剧) happened. I put my face so close to the glass farm that I knocked it over. All the tunnels fell down. Although the ants remained alive after their earthquake, one by one they began to die. I was scared as I watched them give up building their tunnels to carry the bodies to a corner of the farm.

My mother said that the ants were dying of sadness. They simply could not stand that their tunnels were gone.

Although much time has passed, I still think of that ant farm. Mom had hoped it would teach me about the natural world, but it taught me much more.

Over the years, I came to realize the importance of teamwork. Working together, the ants were able to make an amazing world for themselves. I also learned that they should be admired (钦

佩) for their hard work.

But there was an even larger lesson that I did not realize until recently: Adversity(逆境) is a natural part of life, and must be accepted. Unlike the ants, we cannot give up when we are sad. We have to realize that if a tunnel is gone, we must build another
Giving up , I say ,is not a good choice.