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A gray sweater hung limply on Tommy's empty desk, a reminder of the dejected boy who had just followed his classmates from our third-grade room. Soon Tommy's parents, who had recently separated, would arrive for a conference on his failing schoolwork and disruptive behavior. Neither
parent knew that I had summoned the other.
Tommy, an only child, had always been happy, cooperative and an excellent student. How could I convince his father and mother that his recent failing grades represented a broken-hearted child's reaction to his adored parents' separation and pending divorce?
Tommy's mother entered and took one of the chairs I had placed near my desk. Soon the father arrived. Good! At least they were concerned enough to be prompt. A look of surprise and irritation passed between them, and then they pointedly ignored each other.
As I gave a detailed account of Tommy's behavior and schoolwork, I prayed for the right words to bring these two together, to help them see what they were doing to their son. But somehow the words wouldn't come. Perhaps if they saw one of his smudged, carelessly done papers.
I found a crumpled tear-stained sheet stuffed in the back of his desk, an English paper. Writing covered both sides -- not the assignment, but a single sentence scribbled over and over.
Silently I smoothed it out and gave it to Tommy's mother. She read it and then without a word handed it to her husband. He frowned. Then his face softened. He studied the scrawled words for what seemed an eternity.
At last he folded the paper carefully, placed it in his pocket, and reached for his wife's outstretched hand. She wiped the tears from her eyes and smiled up at him. My own eyes were brimming, but neither seemed to notice. He helped her with her coat and they left together.
In his own way God had given me the words to reunite that family. He had guided me to the sheet of yellow copy paper covered with the anguished outpouring of a small boy's troubled heart.
The words, "Dear Mom ... Dear Daddy ... I love you ... I love you ... I love you."
类似问题
类似问题1：听听孩子的心声英语作文150字
The night, has been static, on the street silences reigns, some face by the tear laundering's very red girl light foot, was already squatting in own room's corner, she is sad, her pain, but cries, always person's static .
when her third grade approaches the end of the period, her father lets her this test probably achieve the first three scores. She thought: Daddy very little smiles, this is daddy's desire, has completed, daddy not might smile! Naive weak she uses the spending money to buy a set of examination paper topic, does vigorous, does not let anybody know, really sometimes starts 12 spots, she is also happy, feels at heart open, in time and time again diligently, she has tested second, the careless 0.5 points have left first “from afar”, but daddy has smiled, simultaneously she has also smiled .
类似问题2：关于“倾听心声”的作文好的作文都行[语文科目]
心声是一种来自心底的呼喊,心声是心灵深处最真诚的声音.倾听声音,感受心声,你才知道你真正需要什么.
聆听大海的声音,那声音从遥远的大海吹来,带着些海的气息.我就站在海边,海风缭乱了我的发丝,缭乱了我的心.我静听大海的故事,心开始变得不安分起来.向往着大海的故事,向往着大海的宽容的胸怀.面对着大海,我的心似乎也变的宽阔许多.
倾听大海的心声,我的内心开始震撼：“我愿做一个像大海一样胸怀宽广的人.”
聆听云的声音,那声音从高高天际飘来,带着太阳的温暖,带着蓝天的活力.我静听云的声音,那声音告诉我,美丽的蓝天其实并不遥远,只要你勇于追逐梦想,再遥远的天空,我们也能抵达.
倾听云的心声,我的内心开始澎湃：“我愿做一个有理想,坚持奋斗的人.”
聆听父母的声音,那声音是如此的繁杂,深沉的心啊,到底装着些什么呢?我们生活在他们无休止的唠叨中,他们盼望着我们的长大.我们在一圈圈唠叨中,浓厚的爱层层包裹中成长着.
倾听父母的声音,我的内心开始呼喊：“爸爸妈妈,谢谢你们的爱.但是我需要一片自己的天空,我要自己学着飞翔.我需要一块自己的土地,我相信,经过我的辛勤耕作,一定会结出很多很多的果实.而这些后面,有着大树为我支撑.我需要你们的理解与支持.”
鸟鸣阵阵、涓涓溪流、海浪翻滚、天高云阔&hllip;&hllip;仔细倾听,这世间有如此多的声音.我喜欢倾听,听出他们内心的心声,最真挚的,灵魂的本质.
倾听着各种各样美妙的声音,我的心如雨后春笋破土而出般,充满了活力.我在倾听心声中长大.
静静倾听,一个个私语绵绵,从内心悄然绽放的心声在诉说着