半个多世纪以前,我八岁的时候来到美国。通过读书,我不仅在一个新的国家里找到了新朋友,我还发现,书能给人一种迷人的生活。我是从荷兰来美国的。留在记忆中的,不是同祖父、祖母、叔叔、婶婶和表兄妹们分别的场面,而是我没有读完的一本书,名叫《玻璃球》。我再也没读到那本书,不知道它的结尾。我没能带走那本书,因为那是学校的书。那是我三年级时的读物,是第一本故事书。一本书,只讲一个故事!老师只允许我们每天读一页。我们从来 More than half a century ago, I came to the United States when I was eight years old. Through reading, I not only found new friends in a new country, but I also found that books give a fascinating life. I came to the United States from the Netherlands. What is left in memory is not the scene with the grandfather, grandmother, uncle, aunt, and cousin, but a book I have not finished reading, called the Glass Ball. I never read that book, I do not know the end of it. I could not take the book because it was a school book. That was my third grade reading, the first storybook. One book, only one story! The teacher only allows us to read one page a day. We never