Dear friends, I'm realy shocked and moved with your warm response to my previous podcasts. It greatly encourages me. The only reward that I can give you is to post more and better works. All my works are original, created based on my observation of real life, and some of them are on my own life experience. I think we all long for a happy life filled with true love, true hapiness and sorrow, true feelings.
“她…”, “她…” 那女子（后来告诉我她是周的表姐）支支吾吾，声音有些颤抖。我觉得有些不对劲，于是问：“发生什么事了？”“她死了。”“什么？”怎么可以开这样的玩笑，我差点这样说出来。谁能相信，一个欢蹦乱跳的年轻人，没病没殃的会说死就死。“这是真的，她昨天晚上死的。”震惊、诧异的我几乎眼泪夺眶而出。她的表姐要求我不要问她的死因，也不要打电话去慰问她的父母，因为他们已经悲痛欲绝，无法承受任何额外的精神负担了。我答应了，并且至今信守诺言，没有去打扰这个不幸的家庭。
Everybody knows life is short. But how many of us have a good idea how short it may be? Let me tell you a true story about a teenager girl.
About four years ago, I had a 14-year-old girl pupil surnamed Zhou. She was a shy girl of few words with a chubby, smiling face. Unlike some of other pupils, particularly boys, who would be late for classes, she was never late for a single lecture. In class, she was all ears, taking notes in her tidy writing. Frankly, she was not bright, if not a little bit slow. For a while after she came to learn English from me, she made little progress. But she never showed even slightest sign of giving up. I didn't have any idea if she knew about the proverb of Early Birds Catching Worms, but she was definitely an excellent role model in carrying out such an idea. In the end, her efforts paid off! One year after taking my tutoring, she got her first 90 points in a test. I will never forget her grin, one of the biggest and most beaming ones that I have even seen! Afterwards, she had a streak of great marks until the tragedy happened.
She would come to my house for class on Sundays. To accommodate a fairly large number of pupils, I had a small classroom built on the balcony of my apartment which sits 7 pupils. Her seat was in the back row, right by the window. It was a Friday afternoon, two days before her next class. I got a phone call. A female voice was on the other end:"I'm sorry but Zhou can't come to the next class." "Fine," I responded calmly, figuring that she might be ill. Pupils asked for sick leave regularly, though it was rare for her. The caller added, "I'm afraid she can never attend your class again, though she loved to." Surprised as I was, I remained calm, for I thought she would quit the course as some other pupils did. "It will be a shame for her," I thought to myself, knowing she was one of the best beneficiaries of my tutoring.
"She, she..." the caller, who later told me she was Zhou's cousin, stammered with a shaking voice. Sensing something wrong, I asked, "What happened?" "She has died." "What?" How could she make such a silly joke? It was my first reaction. Who would believe that a girl of youth and energy should die without a sick. "It's true. She died last night." Shocked and puzzled, I almost burst into cry. Zhou's cousin then begged me not to further ask for the cause of her death and not to call her parents to send condolence as they had already been too heart-broken to handle any extra emotional burden. I promised and have kept my promise to this day.
Later on, words from another pupil who was her next door neighbor came with confused versions. One is that she fell of the bed during the night and died of severe brain injury and the other is that she died of a heart attack.
What caused her death is not important. What matters is the valuable lesson we should learn from her death: Life is so short that any of us may lose it any minute, so we must care for it with our whole-hearted gratitude and appreciation. Enjoy every minute, every second of your life, and you will be happy every minute and every second.