A short story——–A selection of award-winning essays on Independence Day 2012 (third prize)

A short story——–A selection of award-winning essays on Independence Day 2012 (third prize) (Author: Jia Ke, ten…

A short story——–A selection of award-winning essays on Independence Day 2012 (third prize) (Author: Jia Ke, eleven years old) I felt someone gasping next to my face. I opened half of my eyes and saw my sister's face right in front of me. "You're awake, great! Fireworks! BBQ! Get up!" My sister's blue, white and red skirt was swinging in the sun. I couldn't help but wake up. "When will it get dark? I want to watch the fireworks!" My sister jumped and said next to me. "Sister, it's morning, it won't get dark until 12 hours." I replied impatiently, "Is 12 hours long?" There was a look of disappointment in my sister's eyes. I knew my sister would ask me the same question a hundred times that day, is it going to get dark? My mother had already made breakfast. My sister was chewing bread and asked when it would get dark. My mother asked who was still talking with food in her mouth. My mother and I shook our heads and laughed. When my mother was about to talk about my sister, I said she asked me to tell her a story. I said it was better than that. My sister and I sat on the sofa, and I started my story. More than two hundred years ago, there was a boy called George. He lived on a beautiful farm. His father had a beautiful orchard with apple trees, peach trees, and cherry trees. There was a cherry tree that his father liked the most because it was bought from far away. His father planted it in the garden himself and watered it every day. Take care of it. Spring is here, and the cherry tree is growing well, with many beautiful white flowers blooming, and there are many bees and butterflies flying around the tree. George's father is very happy, thinking that it will bear a lot of fruit, and will not let others touch it. One day, George got up and went to eat breakfast. He first thanked his mother for cooking, then gently cut the bread and rubbed the butter, and slowly put it into his mouth. Chewing, there was no sound. His mother said that a friend would come to see him today. After George finished eating, he asked his mother. Then the sister who was eating the apple closed her mouth and continued talking. George's mother later taught him some good farming methods and gave him a very bright ax. He liked the ax and played with it cutting branches. He came to the edge of the orchard and struck the cherry tree with the axe. The bark was very soft and George chopped down the tree. Then he went to play elsewhere. In the evening, his father went home and saw the cherry tree being chopped down. He asked everyone, "George, do you know who chopped down my cherry tree?" The father asked angrily, "I can't lie, Dad," he said, "I chopped it with an axe. I'm so sorry." But his father said, "I'm sad that the tree died, but I'm also very happy because you told the truth. You must remember, I am more happy to have an honest child. "George remembered that he was as honest as he was when he was a child, and became the commander-in-chief of the Revolutionary War. He, Thomas Jefferson, and James Madison became the most important people in the independence of the United States. He is the father of the United States, George Washington. Today, July 4th, the first thing to ring is the Liberty Bell in Philadelphia, with floats, parades, fireworks, and barbecues. This is also a person in history that we must remember and thank. "Wow! I also want to be an important person." My sister jumped and said. "Yes, you should read more history books, and you will feel that the people in history will teach you a lot like your friends. Sister, what did you learn from today's story? I said with a smile. My sister thought for a while and ran to her mother. She smiled and said, "Mom, I was talking while I had food in my mouth. I'm sorry." I clapped my hands to my sister, "Sister, you are awesome. If you want to be an important person, you have to do small things well. Come on, sister will teach you how to make paper cranes. We use paper with red, white and blue national flag colors to make them." "Why do we make paper cranes?" my sister asked. "We Chinese people make paper cranes to bring happiness and good luck. I hope." Everyone in America is happy and good luck." The sister jumped up and down again, her red, white and blue dress and her black hair jumping up and down, but this time she was not just shouting about fireworks and barbecue, new words came out of her mouth, "Father of the United States, George Washington, Independence Day." Our whole family laughed.