From the balcony (露台) of my grandma's tenth-floor apartment, I search the sky, bopping to see stars.
"Stars are afraid of city lights, but a little song is1good for something" Grandma puts her arms around me and sings softly in her low and beautiful 2.
But stars are still hiding.
So I rest3 deeper into her arms, hoping for a few more minutes of her warmth as much as I hope to see at last one star.
"Tomorrow won't come if you don't dream tonight, Sally!" She kisses my hair and points me to 4.
The next day, I wake up and take the lift5 Grandma as usual.
On the fourth floor, the life stops suddenly and it goes dark I feel my 6beating in my ears. Grandma rings the bell and is told that the power(电) is of along the whole street,
Grandma holds my hands, and we sing together in the dark lift.
Before long, Mr. Smith comes and helps us get out safely. Grandma takes my hand, and we walk 7 the stairs to the first floor. Grandma nods in the direction of my school.
"Am I still going?"
"School has power, dear Sally." She takes my hand again! And I am not8for school."
The power is still off when I come home that afternoon.
After dinner and homework, we come to the balcony and watch day turn to evening. Lights come on several streets away, but it's9here.
"Stars night not be so afraid tonight," I say.
"Star light, star bright…" I start to10, and Grandma joins in. One, two, three…Thousands of stars light the sky bright!
