閱讀理解

　　One afternoon, my son came home from school and asked me, “Are all people the same even if their skin color is different?” I thought for a moment, then I said, “I’ll explain．Let’s go to a fruit store first．I have something interesting to show you．”

　　At the store, I told him that we needed to buy apples．And we bought some red apples, green apples and yellow apples．

　　After we got home, I told Adam, “It’s time to answer your question．” I put one of each type of apple on the table：first a red apple, followed by a green apple and then a yellow apple．Then I looked at Adam, who was sitting on the other side of the table．

　　“Adam, people are just like apples．They come in different colors, shapes and sizes．See, some may not even look as delicious as others．” As I was talking, Adam was examining each one carefully．

　　Then, I took each of the apples and peeled them, placing them back on the table, but in a different place．

　　“OK, Adam, tell me which one is the red apple, the green apple and the yellow apple．”

　　He said, “I can’t tell．They all look the same now．”

　　“Take a bite(一口)of each one．See if that helps you tell which one is which．”

　　He took big bites, and then a huge smile came across his face．“People are just like apples! They are all different, but if you take off the outside, they’re pretty much the same on the inside．”

　　“Right,” I agreed．“Just like everyone has their own features but they are nearly the same．”

　　He completely got it．I didn’t need to say or do anything else．

　　Now, when I eat an apple, it tastes a little sweeter than before．What perfect fruit it is!

閱讀理解：

　　One day Bob's father, mother and Bob go to the Mason's farm(農(nóng)場(chǎng))for lunch．After lunch, Mr．Mason says, “I'm going to a big city．So I can't take a dog there．You can't have a young dog in a big city．”

　　“Let me have him, Mr．Mason, and he knows me well and we have no dog,” says Bob．Mr．Mason looks at Bob's mother and father．

　　“Please, Mother, let me have him,” says Bob．

　　“Ask your father,” says she．

　　“Please, Dad?”

　　“Yes, you can have him．”

　　“Thank you, dear dad．Thanks, Mr．Mason．Come here, Caesar．”

　　“See!The dog is his now,” says Mr．Mason．

　　Now Bob has a good friend, Caesar．He is a brown dog．He is not very old．Bob gets him from Mr．Mason．