I lost my sight when I was four years old by falling off a boxcar in a freight yard in Atlantic City, and1on my head. Now, I am 32. I can vaguely remember the brightness of sunshine and what color red is. It would be wonderful to see again But a disaster can do strange things to people.

    At the time, I was bewildered and afraid, but I was lucky. My parents and my teachers saw something in me, a potential, which I didn't see. And they made me want to fight it out with2

    The hardest3I had to learn was to believe in myself. That was basic. If I hadn't been able to do that, I would have collapsed and become a chair rocker for the rest of my life. When I say believe in myself, I am not talking about 4 the kind of self-confidence that helps me down an unfamiliar staircase alone. That is5of it, but I mean something bigger than that: a confidence that I am a real,6person; that somewhere there is a special place7I can make myself fit. It took me years to discover and strengthen this confidence. It had to8the most elementary things.

    I can still remember once, when a man gave me an indoor baseball. I thought he was laughing at me, and I was9

    "I can't use this," I said.

    "Take it with you," he urged me "and roll it around."

    The words10in my head: "Roll it around, roll it around" By rolling the ball, I could11where it went. This gave me an idea how to achieve a goal I had thought12: playing baseball.

    At Philadelphia's Overbrook School for the Blind, I invented a successful variation of baseball. We called it groundball.

    All my life. I have13ahead of me a series of goals, and then tried to reach them one at a time I would14sometimes anyway, but on the average, I made progress.

    I believe in life now. I don't mean that I would prefer to go without my eyes. I simply mean that the loss of them made me more15what I had left.

    It's every parent's worst nightmare: there's a fire in the house the alarms are beeping, but the children are sleeping on. Now scientists have found a better way to rouse slumbering youngsters. Researchers in the US have discovered that playing a child a recording of his mother's voice is about three times more likely to wake him up than a traditional alarm.

    Writing in the Journal of Pediatrics, Smith and colleagues report how they compared the effects of four different smoke alarms on 176 children aged between 5 and 12 years old, none of whom had hearing difficulties or were taking any medication that affected their sleep. While one alarm featured a high pitched beeps he sort of commonly found in households the other three featured the voice of the child's mother calling either the child's name, giving instructions such as: "Wake up! Leave the room or both. Each child slept in a lab-based room that resembled a real bedroom.

    The results show that vocal alarms appear to be more effective than high-pitched beeps. About 90% of children woke for a voice alarm compared with just over 53% for the traditional alarm

    "High pitched beeping alarms don't wake up children well at all under about 12 years of age." Said Dr Gary Smith, a co-author of the research from the Nationwide Children's hospital in Ohio, although he said at present it is not known why He said it was important to look at developing better alarms

    Prof Niamh Nic Daeid, director of the Leverhulme Research Centre for Forensic Science at the University of Dundee, said the research found a human voice combined with a low frequency pulsing tone was far more effective in waking up children than a traditional high-pitched alarm. She also noted that more work was needed to explore whether other familiar sounds, such as a dog barking, might also prove effective in rousing children.

    How many times have you noticed that a person talking with you seems to be distracted by phone? You feel the person is not completely into a conversation and with more attention. "Phubbing" is defined as the act of snubbing someone in a social setting by looking at the phone instead of paying attention. This is what is called Phubbing.

    How Phubbing influences people
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    I have been through this, and it went so deep that I started disconnecting from everyone around me. They felt that I had been ignormg them. Family and friends need their time with you, yet I was busy exploring social media either for work or fun.

    Physical & Mental Health

    It's resulting in severe neck pains. Keeping your head lowered and looking at the phone all the time, does hurt in the long term. You might not even see it coming. Also, you have concentrated on the phone so much that you get totally cut off from the real world.

    How to stop Phubbing

    It was not really easy to concentrate on something else or jump into a conversation right after I had kept my phone down. Finally, I decided to change and lay down some rules, and here I am sharing with you.

    No Phone Zone at Home

    While taking it completely off wasn't a solution. So we came up with no phone zones. I kept down my phone for next 3 hours after I reached home. The phone was kept in another room and was only to be attended when an important call came in

    No Phone Zone with Friends

    This was even tougher, and the only way out was to tum down the ringer completely. Keep the phone in the pocket, and if you feel calls are very important, you can always connect with a Bluetooth earphone, and attend them. I always made sure that when friends meet, everyone kept our phones away. It wasn't really easy I had to fight my sense of expectation of getting a message.

    Now, I have realized that things were improving after I started following the rules. My concentration was better, and I was communicating well with my family and friends. I was able to discuss topics which I always missed during Phubbing.

    I first heard my mother crying one midnight, in 1909, when I was only seven. My dad's voice was low and troubled as he tried to comfort Mother. And in their anguish, they both forgot the nearness of my bedroom. And so, I overheard them. While their problem of that time has long since been solved and forgotten, the big discovery I made that night is still right with me: life is not all hearts and flowers; indeed it's hard and cruel for most of us much of the time. We all have troubles. They just differ in nature. That's all. And that leads me to my first belief

    I believe the human race is very, very tough almost impossible to discourage. If it wasn't, then why do we have such words as "laugh" and "sing" and "music" and "dance" in the language of all mankind since the beginning of recorded time? This belief makes me round to be a human be in.

    Next, I believe in trying to be charitable, in trying to understand and forgive people, especially in trying to forgive very keen or brilliant people. A man may be a genius, you know, but he can still do things that practically break your heart.

    I believe most of our very finest thoughts and many of our finest deeds must be kept to ourselves alone at least until after we die. This used to confuse me. But now I realize that by their very nature, these finest things we do and then cannot talk about are a sort of a better life to come.

    I believe there is no escape from the rule of life that we must do many, many little things to accomplish even just one big thing. This gives me patience when I need it most.

    Finally, and most important to me, I do believe in having the courage to BE YOURSELF or perhaps I should say, to be honest with myself. Sometimes this is practically impossible. I'm sure I should always try.

    I was born and raised in Ireland and lived there until I was nineteen years old. I came to this country in 1913 where I held several jobs(earn) a few dollars before enlisting in World War I. After being discharged, I bought my own cab and have owned one ever sincehasn't been too easy at times, my wife takes care of our money and we have a good bit put awaya rainy day.

    Most people think taxi drivers are tough. But I think people get theimpression that they are bad. Taxi drivers are just like other people. Most of them will(regard) as honest fellows. I've been in the taxicab business for thirty-five years. In all my years of driving a taxicab, I have never had any trouble with the public, notwith drunks. Even if they get a little headstrong once in a while, I just agree with them and then they behave(they).

    I believe honesty is one of the greatest(gift) there is. I believe in God and try to be a good member of my parish. I try to act toward others like I think God wants me to act. I have been trying this for a long time, and the longer I try, the(easy) it gets.

写作要点：

1）记叙周末做家务的过程.

2）谈谈你的感受以及对做家务的看法。

注意： 100 词左右;文中应包含所有要点，可适当发挥;文中不得出现学校的真实名称和学生的真实姓名。