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Theartclasswasover,butVashtisatgluedtoherchair.Herpaperwasempty.Vashti’steacherleanedoverblankpaper.“Ah!Apolarbearinasnowstorm,”shesaid.“Veryfunny!”saidVashti.“Ijustcan’tdraw!”Herteachersmiled.“Justmakeamarkandseeittakesyou.”Vashtigrabbedafelt-tippedpenandgavethepaperagood,strongjab.“There!”Herteacherpickedupthepaperandstudieditcarefully.“Hmmmm.”ShepushedthepapertowardsVashtiandquietlysaid,“Nowsignit.”quietlysaid,“Nowsignit.”Vashtithoughtforamoment.“Well,maybeIcan’tdraw,butICANsignmyname.”沃诗提看着画纸想了一会，自言自语道：“也许我不会画画，但签名我还是会的。”Thenextweek,whenVashtiwalkedintoherartclass,shewassurprisedtoseewhatwashangingaboveherteacher’sdesk.Itwasthelittledotshehaddrawn-HERDOT!Allframedinswirlygold!第二周，当沃诗提再次走进美术教室的时候，她惊奇的发现在老师的桌子上面挂着的一幅画：那是她画的点啊！而且画已经用旋涡状的金黄色相框装了起来。“Hmmph!IcanmakeabetterdotthanTHAT!”Sheopen