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Marcus lived in a small suburb near the sea. He was a stubborn boy, and he only cared about himself. His father worked as a chemist for a large institution and wanted Marcus to get a job there. Instead, the boy delivered milk. Every morning, he took dairy products to the grocers.

One day, Marcus was jogging down the street that descended into the lower part of the town with a gallon of milk to give to a merchant. He didn’t want to be late. He ran down a path beside a large canal. A wall there kept water from coming into the town during high tide. But Marcus saw a small hole in the wall. Marcus knew that if the wall broke, it would be a tragedy for the town.

At first, he hesitated. He had to choose between helping himself and helping the town. There was only one way to save the town. It seemed crazy to him, but it was the only thing he could do. He poked his finger into the hole. This didn’t fix the problem forever, but it did postpone the tragedy.

His finger ached. He felt the chill of the arctic water as it splashed him. There was no one else around. He knew he had to wait until the tide went out again. It was very difficult, but Marcus stayed there and save the town.

Once the tide had gone out, Marcus told everyone what happened. A group of people went to the wall. They saw the hole and fixed it. Everyone was very happy with Marcus. The local congress even gave him a gift for saving the town. He was a hero.

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According to rumors, there’s lots of precious gold hidden in the jungles of Peru. It got there when the Spanish conquered parts of South America. A Spanish noble, Francisco Pizarro, arrived in Peru in the 1500s. He found a group of people called the Incas. The Incas believed that their leader, Atahualpa, was both a king and a god. But Pizarro didn’t agree.

“It is sin for a man to think he is God!” he said to Atahualpa. Atahualpa thought Pizarro was insulting his heritage. He thought the blonde Spanish men held prejudices against the Incas. But Atahualpa was a kind man and didn’t want to fight the Spaniards.

He said, “If I give you a room full of gold, will you leave my country in peace?”

Pizarro was suspicious. He thought Atahualpa was exaggerating. But a few days later, Pizarro returned to the Inca palace with his ambassadors. He saw a room filled with stacks of gold. There were golden necklaces, cups, plates, and vases. It was a great spectacle. He acknowledged that Atahualpa had told the truth. But after seeing the gold, he wanted all of Peru’s gold. So, he didn’t leave the country.

The Spanish soldiers stayed in Peru and grabbed all the gold they could find. But the Inca people tricked the Spaniards. They mixed the gold with tin so that it was poor quality. They gave this gold to the Spaniards.

Meanwhile, they hid the good gold. They put it into sacks and dragged it deep into the jungle. The Spanish conquerors never found the gold. People think it is still there today.

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When I was young, everything that went wrong in my house seemed to be my fault.

Once, my brothers tried to make cookies. They blended flour and ginger and made a disgusting paste. Then, they tried to wash it down the drain, but it got all over the floor.

Later, my brothers said that I had done it, and I had to wipe it up.

I worried that my parents liked them more than me. One autumn day, I was sure I would make my parents proud. I bought a model rocket. After I put it together, I invited everybody to watch it. I wanted my brothers to envy my technical knowledge. I lit the fuse, but nothing happened.

“Looks like your fireworks don’t work. I hope you kept the receipt so you can return them.” My brother said. “It’s not a firework!” I screamed. They were making fun of me again. I didn’t know what went wrong. I hadn’t altered anything. I quickly moved the wires on the bottom, hoping that would help. Suddenly, the rocket flew up. We stood aside as it curved through the grass and ran straight into the mailbox. Then, the mailbox collapsed. The rocket was crushed.

Embarrassed, I ran inside and hid. A few minutes later, my mom asked, “Are you OK?”

“I just wanted them to be jealous of me for once. Now, I see why you and dad don’t love me as much as you love them,” I said. “That’s not true!” said my mom.

“See my fingers…each one is different. You kids are like my fingers: all are different, but I love them all the same.”

I embraced her. Now, I know that my parents love me just as much as my brothers.

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📝Story:

The nation of Greenland isn’t very green. The sun’s rays don’t shine there for three whole months. As a result, it’s covered with snow, ice, and frost. Then how was the name derived? It started with a Viking named Erik the Red. Erik had many merits. However, there was an underlying problem: he got angry easily. People were scared of him. However, he was married to the niece of a very powerful man. So, everybody tried to be nice to him.

One day, Erik fought with his neighbor and killed him. His consequent punishment was to leave Iceland.

Many stories circulated about a land west of Iceland. But only a fraction of the people in Iceland believed them. Still, Erik wanted to find it.

Erik sailed toward the land via the Atlantic Ocean. His marine knowledge was good, but the trip was hard. Some of his men drowned. Erik’s lieutenant wanted to resign from his position. Others thought about committing suicide.

Suddenly, Erik thought he saw something. “I don’t believe it,” said Erik. “It must be an illusion.” But it was no trick. it was the new land!

Erik trembled in the cold polar air. He saw that there was ice everywhere. He realized that the ice could keep enemies out. Not even the best navy could invade the new land. He could start a new dynasty in his name. But how could he convince people to live here?

“I’ll call it Greenland,” he said. Erik’s plan worked. Within two years, over a thousand people moved to Greenland.

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Travel writers travel around the world and write about their experiences. They post their articles on an online blog or in a magazine. It may seem like the perfect way to earn income, but there is a lot of hard work involved.

Travel writers have to be prepared to travel on short notice. Whether getting on a jet to travel abroad or boarding a small plane for a domestic flight, travel writers must have official documents such as passports. They must also have international currency. And they must have personal belongings ready at all times. Since travel writers also get paid to write about their trips, a laptop to keep track of all the data they gather is important.

Being good at research is a must for travel writers. They must choose airlines that offer maximum travel perks. They must hunt for hotel bargains. And they must choose the best things to do on a brief trip.

Good travel writers must attract an audience in large volumes. To do this, they first write drafts about their experiences. They edit the drafts many times. Since they get paid to recommend and refer travelers to hotels, restaurants, and places to visit, their articles have to be well written and inviting to read.

Getting paid to travel around the world might seem like an exciting profession, but travel writers often endure sleepless nights and long wait times at the airport. They travel to remote locations and must adjust to new environments. It takes some time to make these adjustments, but for someone who loves to travel as a hobby and loves to write, being a travel writer is a great job!

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Hans was lazy. He seldom helped his mother with anything. He didn’t cook, and he never mowed the lawn. He didn’t even shave! He spent the daytime gambling with his mother’s money. One day, his mother realized that her money was gone from her purse.

“You’re banned from my house! She shouted. “Don’t come back until you’ve learned your lesson!”

Hans went to live in the forest like an outlaw. But it was cold. And Hans couldn’t find any food. He went to a cottage to ask for a meal.

A wizard answered the door. “Can I stay here, please? Hans asked.

“You can stay if you work,” the man replied.

Hans liked the prospect of food and warmth, so he agreed.

The man pointed to a field. “Take tis rod and plant it over there. I am a wizard, and this magic rod will bring us food.”

The field was far away. Hans knew it would be exhausting to walk there. So, he just threw the rod behind the cottage and sat by the river. When daylight faded, he returned to the cottage and went to sleep.

The next morning, the old man looked very fierce. “You didn’t take the rod to the field!” he shouted.

“No,” confessed Hans, “it was too far!”

“Because of you, we have nothing to eat!” replied the man.

Hans was terrified that the man would punish him. So, he ran home. “Mama!” he cried, “I’m desperate to come back!” His mother was cautious. “Do you promise to work?” she asked.

“Yes!” said Hans, “I’ll never be lazy again!”

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Ben was unhappy. He lived on a ranch near a small town, and he didn’t have many friends. Then one day, a messenger came to the ranch. He showed the headline in the town newspaper. The circus was coming to the town. It even coincided with Ben’s birthday!

Ben was very excited as his father steered the car through the town. The circus couldn’t accommodate all the people who wanted to see the show, but Ben had a ticket.

Bet Peered at the activity around him. He watched people of both genders dance all around. They wore funny costumes, and their hair was dyed many different colors.

Also, tame tigers with stripes on their fur did tricks. Outside, people could commission an informal portrait. They posed in front of a funny picture while an artist quickly drew them. Ben couldn’t believe it. He was happier than he had ever been before.

That day, Ben knew what he wanted to do. He loved the circus to such an extent that he wanted to have his own circus when he grew older. Seeing the circus was like a dose of medicine for him. He wasn’t unhappy anymore. He felt special. He inquired about what he needed to do to have his own circus. He studied hard and learned about business.

Ben worked very hard, and one day, he had his own circus. It was a great circus. People told him that he could be very rich. But he wasn’t tempted by money. He just wanted to make children happy. He knew the circus had changed his life, and he wanted to do the same thing for others.

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Cancer is a disease that develops because of unusual cell growth in the human body. Cancer cells take over and attack healthy cells, leaving the normal working cells in a state of destruction.

Extensive research has been done to understand the link between genes and cancer. A gene is what decides the traits a living thing may inherit. Genes can be found in the DNA of each cell in the body. DNA contains a code that carries all the needed information about the qualities of a living thing. Genes control how cells work by making proteins that have special jobs. These proteins make up everything_ bones, teeth, muscles, blood, etc._ in our bodies.

Genes pass on the DNA code to proteins that decide eye color, hair color, and skin color. Furthermore, damaged DNA can sometimes be passed on as well. The damaged DNA can eventually lead to gene changes, which then may result in a problem in the body. Over time, the problem may become a disease and, sometimes, even become cancerous. There are many different types of cancers. Breast cancer is the most common in the female population, while prostate cancer is the most common in the make population.

Drinking alcohol increases the chances of developing cancer in different places of the body such as the head, neck, liver, or throat. Cigarette smoking is the number one cause of lung cancer in the United States. Studies also show a strong link between eating too much sugar and a higher risk of cancerous cells growing even faster.

Although scientists have been studying cancer, there is still no cure for the disease. Hopefully, a cure will eventually be found and prevent the sadness that comes from losing a loved one to cancer.

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Mother Wolf was a magnificent animal. She had all the traits of a terrific hunter. She was very strong and fast. She knew how to hide and how to seize animals. Mother Wolf was the forest’s supreme creature. Her skills were evident to all the other animals.

Mother Wolf lived in a den beneath a tree with her cub, Little Wolf. One morning at dawn, Little Wolf and Mother Wolf were eating breakfast. Little Wolf looked sad. Mother Wolf said, “What is wrong, my cub?”

Little Wolf said, “I want to be big like you. You can run and leap better than anyone. You can howl so loudly. Being big is a necessity, and I am so small.”

Mother Wolf said, “Don’t be dissatisfied with your size. Being small can be very helpful sometimes.”

Just then, rain and hail began to fall. The tree was hit by lightning. It fell on the wolves’ den. Little Wolf was scared. The wolves knew that escaping the den was vital.

Mother Wolf said, “Little Wolf, I cannot move the heavy pile of branches. But you can escape with ease. You can get out and find help!”

Little Wolf crawled out of the den and called all the large animals for help. They went to the den and pulled away the branches. Mother Wolf came out and said, “Thank you, Little Wolf! You saved my life!” She softly squeezed Little Wolf and kissed her.

Little Wolf smiled. She said, “Mother, this outcome has taught me a profound lesson. Even though I’m small, I’m still important.”

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📝Story:

It was a cool morning, and the grass was covered in mist. The market was full of people. A mean farmer named Jack yelled, “Pears for sale!” He sat on a bench, plotting how he could trick people. Then, an orphan came to his cart.

“Can you spare a pear?” she asked.

Jack felt rage. He replied, “You don’t have any money!” “Please, I haven’t had supper in days.” “No!” shouted the farmer.

The orphan sighed. However, a pregnant lady heard the dispute and came over to Jack. “Just give her a pear,” she said. Jack had no shame and said no. Finally, a man bought a pear for the girl.

The girl quickly ate it, but she saved the seed. She wanted to get revenge.

She told Jack, “I know a way to get hundreds of pears in one day. I’ll show you how.”

He watched the girl dig a hole. She dropped the seed into the ground. Then she spread the dirt over it.

“Watch closely,” she said. “In a few minutes, a stem will grow. It’ll turn into a tree that’s full of pears!”

Jack stared at the dirt, but nothing happened. The only objects there were a few daisies. He looked for the girl, but she had snuck away.

Then, he looked at his cart in horror. It was empty! He suddenly realized that the orphan had tricked him. While Jack was waiting for the tree to grow, the people had taken the pears from his cart. They all laughed while they were eating the tender fruit. The farmer felt ashamed. The incident taught him to be kinder.

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