学习啦【英语美文欣赏】 韦彦时间：2016-10-26 12:03:30我要投稿
Sometimes we need to remind ourselves that thankfulness is indeed a virtue.
Thanksgiving Day was near. The first grade teacher gave her class a fun assignment—to draw a picture of something for which they were thankful.
Most of the class might be considered economically(经济地，节俭地) disadvantaged, but still many would celebrate the holiday with turkey and other traditional goodies(好吃的东西，老妇人) of the season. These, the teacher thought, would be the subjects of most of her students’ art. And they were.
But Douglas made a different kind of picture. Douglas was a different kind of boy. He was the teacher's true child of misery(痛苦，悲惨) , frail(虚弱的，脆弱的) and unhappy. As other children played at recess, Douglas was likely to stand close by her side. One could only guess at the pain Douglas felt behind those sad eyes.
Yes, his picture was different. When asked to draw a picture of something for which he was thankful, he drew a hand. Nothing else. Just an empty hand.
His abstract(抽象的，深奥的) image captured the imagination of his peers(平辈，同事) . Whose hand could it be? One child guessed it was the hand of a farmer, because farmers raise turkeys. Another suggested a police officer, because the police protect and care for people. Still others guessed it was the hand of God, for God feeds us. And so the discussion went—until the teacher almost forgot the young artist himself.
When the children had gone on to other assignments, she paused at Douglas’ desk, bent down, and asked him whose hand it was. The little boy looked away and murmured(喃喃地说，细语) , "It's yours, teacher."
She recalled the times she had taken his hand and walked with him here or there, as she had the other students. How often had she said, "Take my hand, Douglas, we'll go outside." Or, "Let me show you how to hold your pencil." Or, "Let's do this together." Douglas was most thankful for his teacher's hand.
Brushing aside a tear, she went on with her work.
The story speaks of more than thankfulness. It says something about teachers teaching and parents parenting and friends showing friendship, and how much it means to the Douglases of the world. They might not always say thanks, but they'll remember the hand that reaches out(伸出) .
Plant yourself deep in a bed of faith, and pack it down solid and tight. Drench(浸润，湿透) daily with positive thinking, and keep saturated(饱和的) just right. Mulch(覆盖) often with forgivenss, for this will help you grow. Quickly remove any seeds of worry, for they will soon germinate(发芽，生长) , and keep out the weeds of despair. Nourish(滋养，供给) disappointments with hope whenever it is neeeded, and always stay cool and shaded when you feel irritated or heated(激动的) . Trim away(修剪掉) guilt or depression, for they create decay(腐烂，衰退) , and cultivate with happy memories as often as every day.
Harvest the lessons of the past; just dig, pick, and hoe(锄) . And nurture the roots of the present, for now is when you flourish and grow. Start planting for the future; set your goals in a row(连续，成一长行) . Spade(铲) the bed well for all your dreams to grow.
Remember that grief is a natural predator(食肉动物，掠食者) , so learn to tolerate some damage. Protect your garden with daily prayers, for this will help you manage. Bury the criticism and complaining, for they are injurious(有害的，诽谤的) pests. Sow the seed of love wherever you may go--for joy, love, and laughter are surely bound to grow. Although the thorns(荆棘，刺) of life may be here to stay, just sprout(萌芽) a smile along the way...and be thankful for what you have today!
My Mother -- The other Woman in My Life
After 21 years of marriage, I discovered a new way of keeping alive the spark of love.
A little while ago I had started to go out with another woman. It was really my wife's idea.
"I know that you love her," she said one day, taking me by surprise.
The other woman that my wife wanted me to visit was my mother.
She had been a widow for 19 years, but the demands of my work and my three children had made it possible to visit her only occasionally.
That night I called to invite her to go out for dinner and a movie.
"What's wrong, are you well?" she asked. My mother is the type of woman who suspects that a late night call or a surprise invitation is a sign of bad news.
"I thought that it would be pleasant to pass some time with you,"
I responded, "just the two of us."
She thought about it for a moment then said, "I would like that very much."
That Friday after work as I drove over to pick her up I was a bit nervous. When I arrived at her house, I noticed that she, too, seemed to be nervous about our date.
She waited in the door with her coat on. She had curled(卷曲，环绕) her hair and was wearing the dress that she had worn to celebrate her last wedding anniversary.
She smiled from a face that was as radiant(容光焕发的，光芒四射的) as an angel's.
"I told my friends that I was going to go out with my son, and they were impressed," she said, as she got into the car. "They can't wait to hear about our meeting."
We went to a restaurant that, although not elegant, was very nice and cozy(舒适的，惬意的) . My mother took my arm as if she were the First Lady.
After we sat down, I had to read the menu. Her eyes could only read large print. Half way through the entree(主菜) , I lifted my eyes and saw Mom sitting there staring at me. A nostalgic(怀旧的，乡愁的) smile was on her lips.
"It was I who used to have to read the menu when you were small," she said.
"Then it's time that you relax and let me return the favor," I responded.
During the dinner we had an agreeable(令人愉快的) conversation, nothing extraordinary, but catching up on recent events of each other's lives. We talked so much that we missed the movie.
As we arrived at her house later she said, "I'll go out with you again, but only if you let me invite you."
“How was your dinner date?”my wife asked when I got home.
“Very nice. Much more so than I could have imagined,”I answered.
A few days later my mother died of a massive heart attack. It happened so suddenly that I didn't have a chance to do anything for her.
Some time later I received an envelope with a copy of a restaurant receipt from the same place mother and I had dined.
An attached note said: “I paid this bill in advance(预先，提前) . I was almost sure that I couldn't be there, but nevertheless(然而，不过) I paid for two plates--one for you and the other for your wife.
You will never know what that night meant for me. I love you.”
At that moment I understood the importance of saying, in time: “I LOVE YOU" and giving our loved ones the time that they deserve ...
Yesterday is a canceled check.
Tomorrow is a promissory note.
Today is cash … Spend it wisely.