I Teach a Little Sister

　　 　
　　During one Sunday, a little sister had come to our house. When my mother was going out, she said, “Her parents have some things to do so that they have to go out, please help them look after her, And play good with her.” 　 小荷作文网 www.zww.cn
　　The little sister’s name is Rosie, she’s four years old. Her big eyes blinked. It looks like that she’s active and clever. Her lips are red, red like a cherry. Her hair style is in the shape of a mushroom. Her hair is shiny. 　
　　I thought about it, “I’m the only one who will look after her now. But what things can we do?” 　
　　I usually sit in the classroom and listen to the teacher teach us, and I think it’s interesting. So I always wants to be a teacher. But there’s nobody to be the student. Today, Rosie had come. And this was the chance for me. I said to her, “Let’s play the game <The Teacher and the Student>.” And she agreed. 　
　　So, I was the teacher and Rosie was the student. I learn to talk like a teacher, “Quick, sit down. It’s time for me to give a class to you!” I said. And Rosie sit on the sofa. 　
　　On the first lesson, I tell Rosie a story, it’s called <The Story of a Tiger Eats Sweets>. Rosie listens attentive, and her mouth moves, it looks like that she’s eating sweets. 　
　　On the next lesson. I let Rosie to repeat a poem, it’s called <Do Not Open the Door>, but it looks like that she didn’t want to. She rolled and jumped on the sofa. And she made the books and newspaper messy. 　
　　I thought and I had a good idea, I said, “Rosie, if you can repeat this poem, I will gave you a piece of cake for reward.” And this idea really worked. She quickly pick up the book and read. For a little moment, she said, “I can repeat it, I can repeat it. Please gave the cake to me.” 　
　　But I will gave Roise a little first. She repeated the poem intermittently. But the last sentence she couldn’t think it up at all. “You better read it again.” I said. When she repeated for the second time, she did it out very fluency. She had past the little test. I gave the piece of cake my mother save for me to Roise. 　
　　I feeled that I had been a good little teacher that day.