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　　I know my brother better than anyone else in the world．Since the moment of his birth, I’ve been part of his life．I had spent seven 　　1　　 years in the world with the attention of those around me．But when Rohan was born, life 　　2　　．Suddenly I had to 　　3　　 my toys and there were no more bedtime stories or my own choice of food．

　　Finally, I felt my 　　4　　 at my brother．The poor baby had no idea what had made me so unhappy．Maybe he found me strange, the only person in this home 　　5　　 did not like him．Whatever the reason was, he loved 　　6　　 me around．However, I seldom talked to him and 　　7　　 asked him to leave me alone．

　　Then all that changed．I hardly remember everything of that day six years ago, 　　8　　 I do remember that I was feeling very angry．Somehow my feet led me to my brother’s bed．My hand, completely 　　9　　 from my mind, reached through the bars(护栏)．At once, he reached his small hand and softly touched 　　10　　．And that was all I needed．Through all the unhappiness of the day, that one moment changed 　　11　　．How could I hate someone who made me feel so important? For the 　　12　　 time, I saw my brother, not through the eyes of a child who was no longer favoured(宠爱), but through the eyes of a 　　13　　．

　　To this day, I can’t imagine life 　　14　　 my brother．It is unbelievable how much I have 　　15　　 about life from a seven-year-old boy．Above all, Rohan has taught me that one should not care only for himself．

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Dear Mrs Smith,

　　I was a student of yours in Grade Six, and I hope you still remember me．I’m writing this letter because I want to let you know that the school year with you was important and special to me．It made a great contribution(贡献)to my life．

　　I know I was very quiet in your class, and you never said much to me．But you did something that made a big difference in my life．You see, all through my first years in schools．I hated to read．Books were just words that had very little to do with me, and I was bored by them．I’ll never forget the first day of Grade Six when you took out a thick book and began to read the story to our class．Your voice seemed to change with the people in the story, and you drew pictures in my mind as you read aloud．Since that day, I couldn’t wait until after lunch when you would read to the class．You read us all kinds of wonderful books．

　　During the summer after my year in your class, I missed hearing the stories you would read．So one day I picked up a book and read it all on my own．I found out that I could make the words interesting, too．Now, I love to read! Thank you for opening the world of books for me．

Yours,

Linda