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  • Création : 08/05/2011 à 23:00
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  • Echo and A Boy in Our University
    Echo was born in a rich family. She was the s...
  • Susan was sightless
    The passengers on the bus watched...
  • The story I never heard
    “Why didn’t she tell me about it? If I knew t...
  • Mr. Green told me a story
    “You were in a room that caught on fire when ...

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Echo and A Boy in Our University

Echo was born in a rich family. She was the school flower of our university and every student discussed her every day. She turned a blind eye on any other outstanding boy's pursuit and fell in love with a poor boy on the contrary. No one of us could understand why she should have had fallen in love him. She would ride her gas powered bicycle or take a taxi to school before she fell in love with him, but she went by the bus when she decided to ran after him, because she wanted to take the opportunity to meet him in a short distance. He rode his electric trike to avoid her, because he thought that he did not match her and he did not want to become other students' jokes. But she still insisted to pursue him. He told her one day that he did not want her like that and that she could find a better man than him. She went on her homemade brushless motor electric car and ran after him with the quickest speed. She told me that she would never give up pursuing him before he promised her.
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#Posté le vendredi 27 mai 2011 22:38

Susan was sightless

The passengers on the bus watched sympathetically as Susan made her way carefully up the steps. She paid the driver and then, using her hands to feel the location of the seats, settled in to one. She placed her briefcase on her lap and rested her cane against her leg.
It had been a year since Susan, thirty-four, became blind. As the result of an accident she was sightless, suddenly thrown into a world of darkness, anger, frustration and self-pity. All she had to cling to was her husband Mark.
Mark owned a company which specialized in outrunner brushless motors and many other different brushless motors; he is one of the largest brushless motor manufacturers in our local city. Mark loved Susan with all his heart. When she first lost her sight, he watched her sink into despair and he became determined to use every means possible to help his wife.
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#Posté le lundi 23 mai 2011 01:13

The story I never heard

“Why didn't she tell me about it? If I knew the truth, I would not feel embarrassed with her at all.” I cried out. My dad has never told me the story. “She could do everything for you, so she thought it was unnecessary to tell you.” Mr. Green said to me.
On my way home, the memory recalled. Mom spent all her time on the family these years. Both dad and I have never cared about her thoughtfully. Dad paid all his attention on his brushless motor business and usually works late at office. What he cared is how many himax brushless motors have been sold every day and how to get a higher sales volume. Sometimes, I even refuse to speak to her.
I pushed the door of my room, she was folding my clothes. I ran toward her with tears in my eyes. I hugged her and felt an overwhelming sense of the sacrifice that she had made for me
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#Posté le lundi 23 mai 2011 01:12

Mr. Green told me a story

“You were in a room that caught on fire when you were a baby, everyone was too afraid to go into it because the fire was out of control, but your mom ran toward your crib, at that moment, a beam came down and she placed herself over you trying to protect you. She was knocked unconscious but fortunately, a fireman came in and saved both of you.” Mr. Green told me the story which my mom never told me. I was moved into tears. “Doctor told her that the scar would be permanent, but to this day, she has never regretted doing what she did. Just now, when you referred the invention of micro brushless motors appliance, why did you ignore her?”
Then I understood why mom went away after listening to my speech on the brushless motor. I thanked everyone except her, how can I treat her like that? I blamed myself badly. 
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#Posté le lundi 23 mai 2011 01:11

Mr. Green encouraged me

After the ceremony, Mr. Green came to me, and he congratulated me on the first prize. “It's really an interesting invention; it contributed to your hard working on the course of small brushless motor and the practice in your father's brushless dc servo motor workshop, I look forward to your success on the field of brushless motors.” he encouraged me. 
“Where did your mother?” he asked me. “I don't know, I didn't see her when I get back from the platform. Maybe she had something to do.” I replied. “Don't you know that you are the only very important 'thing' to her? How can you treat her like that?” he said seriously, he was kind to me; it is the first time he said to me in this way. I was silent there. “Do you know how she got the scar on her face?” he added. 
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#Posté le lundi 23 mai 2011 01:09

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