It was the end of the week at the village school. The bell had rung, and the children had run out into the bright sunshine, wild with laughter and fun. All were happy but poor Davy. He came out last and very1. He was in trouble, and the bright, golden sunlight did not make him2. He walked across the yard, and sat down on a stone behind the old maple. A little bird on the highest branch sang just to make him3. But Davy did not notice it. He was thinking of the4words that had been said about his ragged clothes. The5stole out of his eyes, and ran down his cheeks. Poor little Davy had no6, and his mother had to work hard to keep him at school all by herself. He did not wish to trouble his mother; so he 7among the trees , and at last threw himself on the green moss under them. Just then his beloved teacher Mrs. Smith came8. She saw who it was, smith stopped to ask what was the9 . Davy did not speak, but the tears began to start. Mrs. Smith waited patiently10Davy told her all his  trouble. When he ended, she said11, “Davy. I have a plan which I think will help you.” “Oh , what is it ?” He said, sitting up with a look of 12while a tear fell upon a blue violet. “Well, how would you like to be a little flower13? And earn money?” “That would be jolly. But where shall I get my flowers?” he asked. “14, my boy, the answer to the question is just right in there15.” said Mrs. Smith. “Here are lively blue violets, down by the brook are white ones, and among the rocks are ferns and mosses. 16them all to my house, and I will help you17them.” Davy nodded and went home happily. Day after day. Davy hunted the woods for the18flowers, and the most beautiful ferns and mosses. After his teacher had helped him with new clothes. But for the19, and sold them. He soon carted enough money to buy new clothes. But for the20of his teacher, he couldn't have solved his problem. Now he could see the bright sunshine and hear the bird's singing.

    One morning in early fall, I found a pair of wild geese on our pond. The beautiful sight caught me by 1because we'd never seen geese there before. I2they would soon be on their way, so I enjoyed the 3to be close to them. I wondered where they came from and why they'd 4our pond.

    The next morning, the geese were 5our guests, so I watched them at a distance to show them I meant no 6 Still, I couldn't7 getting a closer look. I stopped by some trees near the water's edge and quietly looked at them through the8I was surprised to see that they were9me.

    As the days passed, I continued to see them every-day. They craned their necks and raised their heads10but seemed to realize I was a friend. Later, my11about why they were staying at the pond so long changed to concern. It wouldn't be long before the12winter came and the pond froze over.

    One day, as they were feeding in the grass, I discovered the reason for their 13--the male had a broken left 14 He was unable to fly, and his mate would not leave him behind. I asked a wildlife biologist friend what I should do. He explained that sometimes a broken wing will 15by itself and suggested tat I let nature take its course.

    On the first day of November, I 16sight of the geese running toward the pond, beating their wings with great effort. Both17climbed higher and flew over the pond. Then they turned back toward me, flying no more than 50 feet over my head as if to say goodbye. Then they were18.

    The season's first snow fell the every next day. The birds must have19that winter was coming and that it was time to go. I miss them very much now and I'll never forget their20to each other. We can all learn a lesson or two from this pair.

    Arriving in Sydney on his own from India, my husband, Rashid,1 in a hotel for a short period of time while2 a house for me and our children.

    During the first week of his stay, he went out one day to do some shopping. He came back in the late afternoon to 3 that his suitcase was 4. He was extremely 5 as the suitcase had all his important 6, including his passport.

    He reported the 7 to the police and then sat there，lost and 8 in a strange city, thinking of the terrible troubles of getting all the paperwork 9 again from a distant country while trying to 10 in a new one.

    Late in the evening, the 11 rang. It was a stranger. He was trying to 12 my husband's name and was asking him a lot of questions. Then he said they had found a pile of papers in their trash can that had been left out on the footpath.

    My husband 13 to their home to find a kind family holding all his papers. Their young daughter had gone to the trash can and found a pile of 14 papers. Then, her parents had carefully sorted them out,15 they had found mainly foreign addresses on most of the documents.16 they had seen a half-written 17 in the pile in which my husband had given his new telephone number to a friend.

    That family not only 18 the important documents to us that day but also restored our faith and19in people. Now, we 20 remember their kindness and often send a warm wish their way.

    I was called into the principal's office but I had no idea what I had done wrong. When I arrived, my brother Brian was there. He had been crying. Brian grabbed my hand and said, Amanda has been in a car1."

    Every inch of my body went2 as I realized what he had said. My sister was injured. One question sounded over and over in my head3 could this have happened？ Even though she was only 17, Amanda was one of the4 drivers I knew. I felt shocked and terrified.

    My brother and I left immediately5 the hospital my sister was in. When we arrived, my sister's face was6 from the eyebrows up and you could see blood everywhere. She was7 to several machines. My mom and dad stood at her side crying.

    My sister looked8 at me with blood﹣filled eyes. In her eyes, where I expected to see9, I saw strength. She said to me, "I love you, Renee. I suddenly realized how10 I tell my sister I love her. I tried to11 her, but she wasn't listening any more,12 some doctors were taking her away to the x﹣ray room.

    As they wheeled her away I wanted to scream out, but I couldn't. I couldn't move, speak or even cry13she was around the comer. Then the tears came.

    Though everyone kept telling me she would be all right, something made me14. Every moment that passed allowed the15 in my mind to grow bigger. Finally, the doctor walked down the hall and stood quietly in front of us. It was then that the long﹣awaited16 came. Amanda was going to be okay.

    My heart leaped as I realized I still had a sister. She would need a lot of plastic surgery （整容手术）, but she was 17.

    A year later,18 my sister and I quarrel sometimes, every time I see her face and spot the large scar that stretches across it, I remember to tell her that I19 her. I remember when I almost didn't have the20 to tell her again how much I love her.

    I feel that l was blessed by an Angel not long ago.1 was out in town with my husband. We live in a 1town. Because of the cold, my2shrunk, causing my anniversary ring to 3. I didn't notice this until we got home. I became 4ill ached all over. I thought my husband was going to have a heart attack.

    Although it is a material item, it is yet very5 He went out and retraced our6to where we came back. I called the stores we were in and no one7it in. I thought it was8 for sure.

    Well, at around midnight last night, our dogs went mad. We have a sunroom9to our home. The door to that is usually10. But that night, we Left it unlocked. My all-terrain motor scooter(小型摩托车)was 11 out there. In its basket was a ring box-- holding my ring! Along with the ring was a diamond circle.

    There was also a 12 that told the story of this stranger13 the ring and recognizing the work, as it is a piece made particularly. The person then went to the jeweler and14 about finding the ring. The jeweler is a friend of mine so she gave her my 15 and the town is so small, we are 16 to find. The stranger who found the ring 17the ribbon(丝线)in the store in order to keep the ring around the finger when it is 18 out. And then also left a gift card for us to take our family out to the movies as a Christmas gift. The note was 19 "Santa's Elf(小精灵)". My friend is keeping her lips 20 about whom it was.

    Think of the ways you use your eyes every day. Imagine your life  1sight. Cover your ears, and  2being deaf and blind for the rest of your life. Think about the songs, the voices, the music you will never  3again.

    For the first 19 months of her life, Helen Keller was  4to see and hear. But then a sickness struck her. She became  5blind and deaf. For the rest of her life, she was never to see or hear. She didn't have memories of sight or 6. And the sickness struck her when she was a baby 7she learned to talk. But Helen Keller became a teacher and writer. She was in the hearts of millions of people.

    8did this miracle (奇迹) happen? For the first seven years of her life she was almost like a 9animal. Her mother and father did not know how to  10her. She screamed, kicked and cried. She wanted very much to have others understand her, but there was no way she could do. 11her parents decided to send for a family 12to treat her. Some went away shortly after they spent a few days with her, until the 13one — Annie Sullivan came, who seemed to be sent here by  14, for during the rest of Helen's life, she stayed with Helen to overcome (克服) a lot of unthinkable 15.

    Sullivan was a lovely young woman with great patience and imagination. She was a born teacher, 16of turning a deaf-blind creature into a useful human being. It was this teacher that did not let Helen's world be  17. Through the teacher's hands and fingers, Helen heard the sounds 18one can hear on a farm, the noises made by cows, horses, chickens and pigs.

    19back on those years, Helen once said, she was greatly struck by her teacher's wisdom and she was very grateful 20 her teacher.