The first time I saw Suzy Khan, I knew I had to help her. She was really small for her age of 12. The boys in my class often 21 about her and laughed their heads off. She would open a book, pretending to read, with tears dropping on the open page.
All I knew was that she was an orphan (孤兒) from Africa. She had just been adopted by a family in town who 22 that the best way for her to learn American ways of life was to be with American kids. I looked down at this 23 girl and promised myself that somehow I would help her.
But how could I help her 24 in with us? There had to be a 25 .
One day, when I went into the classroom, I saw that Suzy had 26 her geography book to a picture of a train, and in her notebook, she had made a(n) 27 copy. I was surprised and thought that she could do something in the coming 28 show. So, I took her to see the art teacher, Miss Parker, and showed her what Suzy had 29 . “Why, it's wonderful,” said Miss Parker, who then showed us a poster she had painted 30 the talent show. “I need more of these, but I just don't have enough 31 d you help me, Suzy？”
On the day of the talent show, Suzy's 32 were everywhere—all over the hall and all over the school, each one different.
“And finally,” said Mr. Brown, the schoolmaster, at the end of the show, “we have a (n) 33 award. I'm sure you've all noticed the wonderful posters.” Everyone nodded.” One of our own students 34 them.”
I could hear everyone whispering. “Who in our school could draw 35 well？”
Mr. Brown waited a while before saying, “ 36 this student worked so hard on the posters, she deserves a 37 ,too. Our mystery(神祕) artist is our new student—Suzy Khan！”
Mr. Brown thanked her for all the wonderful posters and gave her a professional artist's set. “ Thank you!” she cried.
I 38 , at that time when I was looking at her excited face, she'd probably never 39 anything in her whole life.
Everyone started to 40 their hands. Suzy Khan gave them a shy smile and the applause was deafening. I knew then Suzy was going to be all right.
