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Hi dear all
practice and improve your English by listening to these short stories
I recommend you to listen the audio for 2-3 times, then read the text. don't read the text when you listen to the story for the first time.

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Maxwell Loses a Tooth

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Maxwell loses a tooth

Download link: Maxwell Loses a tooth
Written and Read by: Tara Benwell

Text:
Maxwell put up his hand and waited for his teacher, Mrs. Gilbert, to notice him. “Do you have a question, Maxwell?” she asked.
“It’s more like a problem,” Maxwell said. “I lost my tooth.”
Maxwell stood up and held out his hand to show his class his baby tooth.
“Congratulations,” Mrs. Gilbert said. Then she asked the class if anyone had any advice for Maxwell. Keiko put up her hand first. Keiko was from Japan.
“Is it an upper or a lower tooth?” Keiko asked.
“A lower tooth,” Maxwell said. He opened his mouth and showed the class the empty spot in the bottom of his mouth.
“You should throw your baby tooth over the roof of your house,” Keiko said.
“Why should I do that?” Maxwell said.
“Because then your new adult tooth will grow properly. When you lose an upper tooth you should put it under the floor.”
Mrs. Gilbert thought this was a good idea, but Frida disagreed. Frida was from Austria.
“You shouldn’t throw your baby tooth away, Maxwell. You should keep it and give it to your mother,” Frida said.
“Why should I do that?” asked Maxwell.
“She will make it into a necklace for you to wear.”
Jorge shook his head and put up his hand. He had some different advice for Maxwell. Jorge was from Mexico.
“You should take your tooth home. Then you should put it under your pillow when you go to sleep,” Jorge said.
“Why should I do that?” Maxwell said.
“Because then the tooth mouse will come. He will keep your tooth and pay you with good luck. Sometimes the tooth mouse even brings a small toy.”
Maxwell liked Jorge’s advice the best. Mrs. Gilbert gave him a box to keep his tooth in. She didn’t want him to lose his tooth again.
“Whatever you decide, you should show your mother your tooth when you get home,” Mrs. Gilbert said.
When Maxwell got home he showed his mother the empty spot in his mouth. Then he opened the box and showed her his tooth.
“Congratulations! What are you going to do with your tooth, Maxwell?” his mother asked.
“I’m going to put it under my pillow,” he said. And he did.
When Maxwell woke up the next morning he looked under his pillow. The tooth was gone. In its place, Maxwell found a one dollar bill. He also found a letter. This is what the letter said:
Dear Maxwell,
Congratulations! You lost your first tooth. I will keep it forever. You should buy something nice for yourself with this money.
Love,
The Tooth Fairy
“I should tell my class about the tooth fairy,” Maxwell thought. “Everyone should lose a tooth!”

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Our story today is called, "A Horseman in the Sky." It was written by Ambrose Bierce. Here is Roy Depew with the story.
Narrator: Carter Druse was born in Virginia. He loved his parents, his home and the south. But he loved his country, too. And in the autumn of eighteen sixty-one, when the United States was divided by a terrible civil war, Carter Druse, a southerner, decided to join the Union Army of the north.
He told his father about his decision one morning at breakfast.
The older man looked at his only son for a moment, too shocked to speak. Then he said, "As of this moment you are a traitor to the south. Please dont tell your mother about your decision. She is sick, and we both know she has only a few weeks to live."
Carters father paused, again looking deep into his sons eyes. "Carter," he said, "No matter what happens -- be sure you always do what you think is your duty."
Both Carter Druse and his father left the table that morning with broken hearts. And Carter soon left his home, and everyone he loved to wear the blue uniform of the Union soldier.
One sunny afternoon, a few weeks later, Carter Druse lay with his face in the dirt by the side of a road. He was on his stomach, his arms still holding his gun. Carter would not receive a medal for his actions. In fact, if his commanding officer were to see him, he would order Carter shot immediately.
For Carter was not dead or wounded. He was sleeping while on duty. Fortunately, no one could see him. He was hidden by some bushes, growing by the side of the road.
The road Carter Druse had been sent to guard was only a few miles from his fathers house.
It began in a forest, down in the valley, and climbed up the side of a huge rock. Anyone standing on the top of this high rock would be able to see down into the valley. And that person would feel very dizzy, looking down. If he dropped a stone from the edge of this cliff, it would fall for six hundred meters before disappearing into the forest in the valley below.
Giant cliffs, like the one Carter lay on, surrounded the valley.
Hidden in the valleys forest were five union regiments -- thousands of Carters fellow soldiers. They had marched for thirty-six hours. Now they were resting. But at midnight they would climb that road up the rocky cliff.
Their plan was to attack by surprise an army of southerners, camped on the other side of the cliff. But if their enemy learned about the Union Army hiding in the forest, the soldiers would find themselves in a trap with no escape. That was why Carter Druse had been sent to guard the road.
It was his duty to be sure that no enemy soldier, dressed in gray, spied on the valley, where the union army was hiding.
But Carter Druse had fallen asleep. Suddenly, as if a messenger of fate came to touch him on the shoulder, the young man opened his eyes. As he lifted his head, he saw a man on horseback standing on the huge rocky cliff that looked down into the valley.
The rider and his horse stood so still that they seemed made of stone. The mans gray uniform blended with the blue sky and the white clouds behind him. He held a gun in his right hand, and the horses reins in the other.
Carter could not see the mans face, because the rider was looking down into the valley. But the man and his horse seemed to be of heroic, almost gigantic size, standing there motionless against the sky. Carter discovered he was very much afraid, even though he knew the enemy soldier could not see him hiding in the bushes.
Suddenly the horse moved, pulling back its head from the edge of the cliff. Carter was completely awake now. He raised his gun, pushing its barrel through the bushes. And he aimed for the horsemans heart. A small squeeze of the trigger, and Carter Druse would have done his duty.
At that instant, the horseman turned his head and looked in Carters direction. He seemed to look at Carters face, into his eyes, and deep into his brave, generous heart.
Carters face became very white. His entire body began shaking. His mind began to race, and in his fantasy, the horse and rider became black figures, rising and falling in slow circles against a fiery red sky.
Carter did not pull the trigger. Instead, he let go of his gun and slowly dropped his face until it rested again in the dirt.
Brave and strong as he was, Carter almost fainted from the shock of what he had seen.
Is it so terrible to kill an enemy who might kill you and your friends? Carter knew that this man must be shot from ambush -- without warning. This man must die without a moment to prepare his soul; without even the chance to say a silent prayer.
Slowly, a hope began to form in Carter Druses mind. Perhaps the southern soldier had not seen the northern troops.
Perhaps he was only admiring the view. Perhaps he would now turn and ride carelessly away.
Then Carter looked down into the valley so far below. He saw a line of men in blue uniforms and their horses, slowly leaving the protection of the forest. A foolish Union officer had permitted his soldiers to bring their horses to drink at a small stream near the forest. And there they were -- in plain sight!
Carter Druse looked back to the man and horse standing there against the sky. Again he took aim. But this time he pointed his gun at the horse. Words rang in his head -- the last words his father ever spoke to him: "No matter what happens, be sure you always do what you think is your duty."
Carter Druse was calm as he pulled the trigger of his gun.
At that moment, a Union officer happened to look up from his hiding place near the edge of the forest. His eyes climbed to the top of the cliff that looked over the valley. Just looking at the top of the gigantic rock, so far above him, made the soldier feel dizzy.
And then the officer saw something that filled his heart with horror. A man on a horse was riding down into the valley through the air!
The rider sat straight in his saddle. His hair streamed back, waving in the wind. His left hand held his horses reins while his right hand was hidden in the cloud of the horses mane. The horse looked as if it were galloping across the earth. Its body was proud and noble.
As the frightened Union officer watched this horseman in the sky, he almost believed he was witnessing a messenger from heaven. A messenger who had come to announce the end of the world. The officers legs grew weak, and he fell. At almost the same instant, he heard a crashing sound in the trees. The sound died without an echo. And all was silent.
The officer got to his feet, still shaking. He went back to his camp. But he didnt tell anyone what he had seen. He knew no one would ever believe him.
Soon after firing his gun, Carter Druse was joined by a Union sergeant. Carter did not turn his head as the sergeant kneeled beside him.
"Did you fire?" The sergeant whispered.
"Yes."
"At what?"
"A horse. It was on that rock. Its not there now. It went over the cliff." Carters face was white. But he showed no other sign of emotion. The sergeant did not understand.
"See here, Druse," he said, after a moments silence. "Why are you making this into a mystery. I order you to report. Was there anyone on the horse?"
"Yes."
"Who? "
"My father."
Announcer: You have heard the story called, "A Horseman in the Sky." It was written by Ambrose Bierce, and adapted for Special English by Dona de Sanctis. Your storyteller was Roy Depew



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Eat, Sleep, and Think Burgers

Burger Queen flew Billy and his Bronx coworkers to its training center. After returning, Billy told his cousin about his trip. "Boy, was it great! I made tons of money in overtime. We were in training 12 days straight. We worked almost 16 hours a day. We learned how to make ten new menu items. You'll see them on the menu next month. Everything was free! I had my own private room in the hotel. The food was fantastic. The hotel had six different restaurants. I ate all I could eat three times a day. I can't wait to go back there again." Jill asked, "Go back where? Where did you go?" He said, "They said we were in Texas." She asked, "They 'said'? Where in Texas? What city?" He said, "I don't know. I didn't even see a city. All I saw was the hotel and the training center."

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Stuff Your Face, Then Diet

"We need to lose weight," she said. He said, "What do you mean, 'we'?" She said, "I mean you and me. I'm 20 pounds overweight, and so are you. We have to worry about diabetes, you know. That happens to people who gain weight and don't exercise." He said, "We get plenty of exercise walking around the city. Remember walking up to Central Park last week?" She said, "Yes, but we only do that about once a month. We should stop eating ice cream, candy, cake, cookies, and cupcakes." He said, "You forgot pie. Okay. Shall we start next month?" She laughed. She said, "Today's only the first day of the month! Let's start tomorrow." He agreed. He put on his shoes. She asked, "Where are you going?" He said, "Where do you think? I'm going shopping. We need to splurge on sweets all night, before the suffering starts tomorrow."

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A Chance of Rain, or Not

"What's the weather going to be like?" he asked. She said there was a 20-percent chance of rain. "Twenty percent?" he said. "Last week they said 20 percent, and it didn't rain a drop. I'm not going to take my umbrella. Twenty percent means zero percent." She said, "But the week before that, they said 20 percent and it actually rained all day." He said, "You're right. They're 50 percent with their 20 percent. But I hate carrying that umbrella around. Plus, the last time I took the umbrella, I left it at a restaurant." She said, "Put a rubber band around your finger to help you remember the umbrella." He said, "The last time I did that, I forgot to remove it and my finger got all puffy. I could've lost my finger." She said, "Tie a string around your thumb. That'll remind you to remove the rubber band."

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Four Hours of Energy

He bought a six-pack of an energy drink. He'd never tried it before. The ads promised four hours of energy. He drank the little bottle. He waited for the energy to kick in. He needed to cram for a test the next morning. Nothing happened. I can't wait all night, he thought. He drank another bottle. This'll give me EIGHT hours of energy, he thought. That meant he'd be up until 4 a.m. Nothing happened. He drank another bottle. Now I'll be up till 8 a.m., he thought. But that was no good, because the test started at 8 a.m. He drank another bottle. He started studying for the test. He couldn't concentrate. His eyes felt like they were crossing. His head felt like it contained a live electric wire. He couldn't study, and he couldn't sleep. Somehow, he managed to pass the test. No more cramming, he promised himself.

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Cat and Dog Discuss Humans

The cat and the dog were talking. The cat said, "Humans treat us better than you. If we turn up our nose at the cat food they serve us, they buy us another brand. If we're sleepy, we can sleep on the pillows in their bed." The dog said, "But humans take us out for walks. They throw Frisbees for us to catch. They put us in their tub and give us baths." The cat said, "They don't take us for walks because there's a litter box in the house. If we want to catch something, we catch birds or mice. They don't give us baths because we clean ourselves. And one more thing—they respect our independence. They don't put a chain on our neck and a leash on the chain." The dog said, "I'd rather have a leash than have their kids pulling my tail all the time."

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A Walk on the Brooklyn Bridge (1)

It was a beautiful summer day in New York City. It was a day made for walking. John was standing at an intersection near the Brooklyn Bridge. He had driven over the bridge before. But he had never walked over the bridge. He started walking uphill on the pedestrian path. Many people were walking ahead of him. Many people were also walking toward him. They were coming from the Brooklyn side of the bridge. A bicycle path was next to the pedestrian path. Some pedestrians were walking on the bike path. A bicyclist approached. He rang his bicycle bell. Walkers slowly got out of his way. He kept ringing his bell. John continued walking uphill. A man was standing next to a large ice chest. He was selling bottled water. "One dollar! One dollar! Ice cold water!" he shouted. John wasn't thirsty. He wondered how heavy that ice chest was.

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A Walk on the Brooklyn Bridge 2

The pedestrian path and the bike path gradually rose above the cars. John looked down at the cars. He was walking east, toward Brooklyn. The eastbound cars below were moving quickly. But the westbound cars, coming into NYC, were creeping along. There was a traffic jam. John was walking faster than those cars were moving. He was happy to be walking east instead of driving west. A nice breeze made his walk pleasant. He walked past people taking pictures. They were taking pictures of the bridge. They were taking pictures of the East River. They were taking pictures of buildings. They were taking pictures of one another. A woman asked John to take a picture of her and her boyfriend. Or was he her husband? He took their picture. They thanked him. He continued walking uphill. An old man was sitting next to the handrail. He was drawing the bridge.

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Eat, Sleep, and Think Burgers

Burger Queen flew Billy and his Bronx coworkers to its training center. After returning, Billy told his cousin about his trip. "Boy, was it great! I made tons of money in overtime. We were in training 12 days straight. We worked almost 16 hours a day. We learned how to make ten new menu items. You'll see them on the menu next month. Everything was free! I had my own private room in the hotel. The food was fantastic. The hotel had six different restaurants. I ate all I could eat three times a day. I can't wait to go back there again." Jill asked, "Go back where? Where did you go?" He said, "They said we were in Texas." She asked, "They 'said'? Where in Texas? What city?" He said, "I don't know. I didn't even see a city. All I saw was the hotel and the training center."

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A Walk on the Brooklyn Bridge 3

Next to the man were about 30 drawings. They were clipped to the fence beneath the handrail. There were drawings of bridges and buildings. There were drawings of people's faces. All the drawings were black and white. John thought they were beautiful. He couldn't believe the price. Each drawing was only $10. They were all about 8 inches by 11 inches. "These are so beautiful," he told the man. The man was sitting on a folding chair. There was another folding chair next to him. "Thank you," he said. "I from Russia. English no good." John said, "But your art is very good." "Sit, sit," the man said. "You, you." The man pointed at John with his pen. He pointed at the empty chair. "You want to draw me?" John asked. "Sit, sit," the man said. John said he didn't have time. Maybe he would stop on the way back.

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A Walk on the Brooklyn Bridge 4

The man looked at John. "Sit, sit," he repeated. John smiled. He waved goodbye to the man. Maybe I should buy a few drawings on my way back, he thought. Maybe that old man will be famous some day. Maybe my drawings will be worth millions. He could see the Statue of Liberty. It looked so small. There were many ships and boats on the river. Some boats were full of tourists. They were going to the Statue of Liberty. They were circling Manhattan Island. John reached the first of the two towers. He looked up. It said "1875" on the tower. Vendors were selling T-shirts, CDs, food, and drinks. People were taking pictures and reading plaques. John admired the tower. He admired the view. Half an hour later, he started walking toward the second tower. What a pleasant time he was having! What a pleasant time everyone was having!

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​A Rising Dumpster

He was standing on the busy sidewalk. He was looking straight up. They were building a high-rise at 32nd Street and 6th Avenue. It had hundreds of huge glass windows. A crane was lifting a dumpster. The dumpster was about 20 feet in the air. He watched it rise. What if the cable broke? The dumpster would drop like a rock. How many people on the sidewalk would it injure? Something rolled over his foot. He looked down. A woman said, "Oh, I'm sorry. Are you okay?" She was pulling her grocery cart. "No problem," he said. He went back to watching the dumpster. "What's so interesting?" she asked. She looked up, too. Then he smelled something foul. It was cigarette smoke. She had lit a cigarette. He couldn't believe it. He was there first. It was his space. He walked away. Maybe it will drop on her, he thought.