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　　If you walk through the streets of any big city at six or seven in the morning, the chances are that you will see women hurrying along, pushing prams(婴儿推车)．You may see more than one woman 　　1　　 on the same door and, as it opens, quickly kiss the child, 　　2　　 a package of nappies and hurry off down the street to clock on the early shift in an office, leaving their children to a child－minder－a woman who may be doing the job legally or illegally, well or badly．Brain Jackson, director of the Child－minding Researching Unit, and his colleagues have done a great deal of work in finding out 　　3　　 it means for a child to spend the first years of life in the care of a child－minder．

　　　　4　　 law, anyone who looks after a child for more than two hours a day and gets paid must be registered．　　5　　 the punishment is a 50 pounds fine．Local authorities are responsible for the registration and supervision(监管)of minders．The regulations 　　6　　 adequate provision(保障)for fire, safety and health．Very few minders can 　　7　　 these．Yet, not many districts give financial assistance．“This means,”Brain Jackson says,“that when you have one registered minder tested and proved by the local authorities, you can be sure that you will get a dozen unregistered, illegal minders 　　8　　．”

　　The researchers found themselves 　　9　　 into the role of private investigators when they conduct their 　　10　　．Getting up early to do a“Dawn Watch”following mothers through cold, dark streets and nothing where they left their babies, Jackson says, was a long, slow process．

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　　Like any good mother, when Karen found out that another baby was on the way, she did what she could to help her 3-year-old son, Michael, prepare for a new sibling．They find out that the new baby is going to be a girl, and day after day, night after night, Michael sings to his sister in Mommy's tummy．

　　The pregnancy progresses normally for Karen, an active member of the Panther Creek United Methodist Church in Morristown, Tennessee．Then the labor pains come．Every five minutes…every minute．But Complications arise during delivery．Hours of labor．Would a C-section be required? Finally, Michael's little sister is born．But she is in serious condition．With siren howling in the night, the ambulance rushes the infant to the neonatal intensive care unit at St．Mary's Hospital in Knoxville, Tennessee．

　　The days inch by．The little girl gets worse．The pediatric specialist tells the parents, “There is very little hope．Be prepared for the worst．” Karen and her husband contact a local cemetery about a burial plot．They have fixed up a special room in their home for the new baby-now they plan a funeral．

　　Michael, keeps begging his parents to let him see his sister, “I want to sing to her, ” he says．Week two in intensive care．It looks as if a funeral will come before the week is over．Michael keeps nagging about singing to his sister, but kids are never allowed in Intensive Care．But Karen makes up her mind．She will take Michael whether they like it or not．

　　If he doesn't see his sister now, he may never see her alive．She dresses him in an oversized scrub suit and marches him into ICU．He looks like a walking laundry basket, but the head nurse recognizes him as a child and bellows, “Get that kid out of here now! No children are allowed．” The mother rises up strong in Karen, and the usually mild-mannered lady glares steel-eyed into the head nurse's face, her lips a firm line．“He is not leaving until he sings to his sister! ” Karen tows Michael to his sister's bedside．He gazes at the tiny infant losing the battle to live．And he begins to sing．In the pure hearted voice of a 3-year-old, Michael sings：

　　“You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy when skies are gray-”

　　Instantly the baby girl responds．The pulse rate becomes calm and steady．

　　Keep on singing, Michael．“You never know, dear, how much I love you．Please don't take my sunshine away-“ The ragged, strained breathing becomes as smooth as a kitten's purr．

　　Keep on singing, Michael．“The other night, dear, as I lay sleeping, I dreamed I held you in my arms…” Michael's little sister relaxes as rest, healing rest, seems to sweep over her．

　　Keep on singing, Michael．Tears conquer the face of the bossy head nurse．Karen glows．“You are my sunshine, my only sunshine．Please don't, take my sunshine away．”

　　Funeral plans are scrapped．The next, day-the very next day-the little girl is well enough to go home!

　　The medical staff just called it a miracle．Karen called it a miracle of God's love!

　　Never give up on the people you love．Love is so incredibly powerful．

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