John is twelve years old. He had a bad cold and coughed day and night. He went to see a doctor. The doctor gave him some cough medicine. Look at the instruction on the bottle of the medicine and then choose the right answers: Cough Medicine:

Shake(摇动)it well before use. Take it three times each day before meals.

Dose (药量):

Age：over 14:2 teaspoonfuls(勺) 　　8―13:1 teaspoonful 　　4―7:1／2 teaspoonful

Not right for children below the age of three. Put it in a cold place. Use it before December 1st 2012.

Dear Dongdong

I have been in Hong Kong for a whole week. I will stay here for another week. Hong Kong is really a great place to visit. There's so much to see and do here. And I've done so many wonderful things. I've taken the cable car(缆车) to the Peak Galleria (山顶广场). I've been to Hong Kong Racing Museum. I've known a lot about horse racing. I've also visited Ladies' Street. In the street I bought some beautiful clothes for my mother. Last night I went to a concert. Chinese traditional music has always been my favourite. This morning I went to Ocean Park and watched the dolphins perform. Dolphins are so clever. They can jump from the water to touch a ball, sway (摇摆) their bodies to music, kiss people and even do math. Mr Host is going to take me to an Italian film festival in Hong Kong Cultural Centre tomorrow. I'm so excited because I have never seen an Italian film before. But some people say they're boring.

That's all. Best wishes!

Dear Anna,

It is nice to see the photo of your room. Here is a photo of my room. These are my bed and my desk. My clock and some books are on the desk. Sometimes the books are on the bed. I like reading books on the bed. Oh, that is my hat on the bed. It is yellow. My quilt is yellow, too. My schoolbag is on the sofa. It is green. I take(带到) it to school every day.

Yours,

Mona

Dear Dr Jackson,

My parents are never happy with me. They are always criticizing my clothes, my hair and the music I listen to. They hate my friends' looks and they keep complaining when I go with them. I'm not allowed to stay out as late as my friends do, so I can't have any fun. My parents only seem to care about my school grades. Although I love them, sometimes I feel we live in different worlds. If they love me, can't they understand me? How can I make them understand me?

Angel

Dear Angel,

Your problem is common to both teenagers and parents. Don't worry, because all this is natural. You see, your parents have grown up at a different time and they have different experiences. So, they think some things are strange, but you find the same things are all right. For example, the music you like may sound like noise to them. Your parents love you, so they feel they must stop you from doing whatever they find strange. On the other hand, you don't want to be different from other teenagers, so you feel that your parents restrict you. I think you should talk about this problem with your parents. Try to explain to them what you want and make them know they can believe you. And then they'll find you are a responsible person and they will give you more freedom.

Jackson

Dear Sir or Madam,

Last Thursday, I traveled on the 8:00 a.m. train from Glasgow to London King's Cross and I was quite angry about the service of your station. The train didn't come on time and it was forty minutes late when it left Glasgow. A man at the station said sorry to us, but he didn't give us any reasons for the delay (误点). We then had further delays on the way and had to wait another thirty minutes. So I missed my plane from London to Frankfurt and had to wait for several hours. What's more (更重要的是), the service on the train was quite poor. The trip took more than five hours. Unluckily, we could buy nothing but some soft drinks on the train. Worst of all, something was wrong with the air conditioning and it got hotter and hotter in the train. Before we arrived in King's Cross, the temperature was over 40℃.

Because of your poor service, I think you should pay me compensation (赔偿). I'm looking forward to hearing from you.

Yours, David Robertson