During my childhood, my father's favorite sayings was “Try it!” I couldn't say I didn't like 1, whatever it might be2I tried it. Over the years I've come to realize how much of my success I3to my acceptance of those words as one of my4. My first job was just one I decided to try for a couple of years until I5what I want to do as a career.6I believed I would work for a few years, get married, stay home and 7a family, so I didn't think the job I took8that much. I couldn't have been more9  I mastered the skills of that beginning level position and I was given the opportunity to10through the company into different11. I accepted each new opportunity with the12, “Well, I'll try it; if I don't like it I can always go back to my 13position.” But I was with the same company for the past 28 years, and I've14every career change I've made. I've discovered I15a large number of different talents and skills that I never would have thought were within me had it not been for my being 16trying new opportunities. I've also discovered that if I 17what I'm doing and work hard at achieving my 18, I will succeed. That's why I'm so 19 to be a part of CareerFables.com. I think20 has come and I am determined to make it a success.

    When a mom attended school to help her disabled son, her son and the school thanked her in the sweetest way possible. It wasn't until after his college years that Marty became disabled after1down stairs. When her son   2to get his MBA Judy O' Connor attended every class with him to help him write and3. Every day, Judy would sit by Marty in class, taking notes to make sure to set down4requests, raising her hand so he could answer questions, and silently filling in his5on test days. “After a little while, we found that working together we could6a great deal,” Marty says.

    On graduation day at Chapman University, Judy was dressed in black to mix in with the other7. Little did she know she'd soon be the center of8. When Marty's name was called, his mom helped9him to the front of the stage,10for a picture with Marty as he received his diploma. Over the loudspeaker, a voice11with happy tears made an12: The university was giving Judy an honorary MBA. “A lump came to my throat, I was proud of my son and13to be honored,” says Judy.

    The mother and son had joked that Judy was putting in enough work to earn her own14. To Marty, there was no question his mom, a retired elementary school teacher with a business degree, had15earned her honorary MBA.

    Perhaps just as important, Judy gave Marty16. Life as Marty knew it before the17may have changed, but he encourages anyone in a 18situation to keep up hope. “Just keep an open mind,19you can make your diversity your advantage and take challenges as a(n)20for growth in your life,” he says.

    Two weeks earlier, my son, Ben, had got in touch .he'd moved to England with his mum when he was three and it had been 13 years since I'd 1seen him. So imagine my 2when he emailed me saying he wanted to come to visit me.

    I was 3 ! I arrived early at Byron Bay (海湾)where we were supposed to 4. The bay was 5 in sunshine, and there was a group of kayakers around 150m off the shore. Getting a little 6, I realized one kayak（皮划艇）was in7. "Something's not 8!" I took off my T-shirt and 9 into the water. I saw there were two instructors on board and a man lying across the middle. He was 10 violently. Linking arms with one of the instructors, I helped 11 the young man out of the water. He was unconscious and as I looked at his face, something 12 to me. Those brown eyes were very 13. "What's his name?" I asked the instructor. "Ben," he replied, and immediately I 14.That stranger was my son!

    The instructors called for an ambulance.15 , after a brief stay in hospital, Ben was well enough to be allowed to 16and later the family met up for dinner. We chatted about everything and then Ben 17 to me. "I just want to say thank you," he said, "You 18 my life!"

    I still can't believe what a 19it was. I'm just so glad I was there 20to help my son.

    The family had had a cat for years. Then one day, the children finally1 to persuade their parents to get them a dog as well. So a little Labrador(拉布拉多犬)2.

    The dog was so3that everyone wanted to hold him and he charmed everyone by just loving them. The cat made it very clear that she did not welcome another4 in the house, but the dog just5the cat anyway. The little dog6her everywhere, trying to make friends with the angry cat. No amount of7 behavior from the cat could persuade the dog not to love the cat.

    The family thought the cat would8 like the dog.

    Then one day the family heard horrible9 from their back yard. They ran to the10 to see what was happening. They lived in the suburbs and so they saw a real lynx( 猞猁) was just planning on11 their cat for lunch. The poor cat had nowhere to run or hide. It would only be a matter of seconds and their cat would be12 .

    And then suddenly a black lightning ran to the cat. The little dog13 the big lynx with all its strength. It did not be14or stop to think. It saw its15in trouble and did what had to be done. The family opened the window and started yelling and the father ran to the yard. The lynx soon disappeared into the16 .

    And ever since that day the cat's behavior toward the dog17 totally. Now it was the cat that followed the hero dog everywhere. They18in the same basket. The cat even let the dog eat from her bowl.

    So we can 19: if ever anyone is20 towards you, don't turn your back on them. They may not rescue your life—but their kindness can certainly rescue your day!

    In 1957, Jane Goodall first met the famous anthropologist (人类学者) Dr Louis Leakey, who later played an important role in her life. With the 1 of gaining insight into humans' evolutionary (进化的) past, Dr Leakey 2 a pioneering long-term field study on 3 chimps. Even though Jane had no formal 4, her patience and determination to understand animals 5 him to choose her for the study. 6 it was unusual for a woman to work in the forest of Africa, going there 7 the fulfillment (实现) of her childhood dream. In the summer of 1960 she 8 in Tanzania(坦桑尼亚) on Lake Tanganyika's eastern shore. This marked the 9 of the longest continuous field study of animals in their 10 habitat (栖息地). Five years 11, she earned a doctor's degree at Cambridge University and then 12 to Tanzania to found the Gombe Stream Research Center. And in 1977, to provide on—going 13 for chimp research, Dr Goodall 14 The Jane Goodall Institute.

    Today, she 15 most of her time traveling around the world, giving lectures on her 16 at Gombe and speaking to school groups about Roots && Shoots, her environmental education and humanitarian program for the 17.

    "Chimps have given me so 18. The long hours spent with them in the 19 have enriched my life beyond measure. What I have learned from them has shaped my 20 of human behavior, of our place in nature."

    My brother Gene was four years older than me. By the time I turned four, I was upset that he could read but I couldn't. I burned with 1 to read a book like my brother. I begged: "Teach me to read, Mom! Please, please!" Finally, Mom set aside time after lunch 2 reading lessons, and soon after my fifth birthday, I was reading.

    I longed for my father, who was a great storyteller, to read me the books that I couldn't yet read on my own. But my father worked three jobs to feed the family. He didn't have the time or 3 in the evening to read to me. 4, every Sunday morning, my brother and I lay next to him in bed, waiting for him to tell stories about his 5. I can still hear my father's voice 6 the cold winters on the family farm in Poland. His family didn't have enough money to burn wood in the fireplace all night. He told us that he always volunteered to help with 7. I can smell the soup made by my grandma and 8 my father cutting onions, carrots and tomatoes for salad, and when no one was looking, putting a piece into his mouth. "I was always 9," he explained. Hearing my father's stories 10 me closer to the books and the stories they held.

    One Saturday afternoon when I was seven, we walked two blocks to the small 11 in our neighborhood, and my dad filled out forms for a card. That Saturday 12 my life: I met Mrs. Schwartz, the librarian, and my dad said, "You're 13 enough to walk to the library yourself." And so I did—almost every afternoon.

    In my mind, Mrs. Schwartz was "the keeper of books and the guardian of stories." Some days she read aloud to a small group of us 14. Most of time, Mrs. Schwartz let me 15 myself with books I pulled from the shelves and look through them to see which ones I'd 16 out. I remember that sometimes she'd 17 a book and tell me a part of the story. But she always let me choose. Books became my 18 who were my comfort when I felt lonely.

    Yes, reading changed me. It gave me the 19 to study hard so I could become a teacher, and share my 20 of reading with my students. And inside my head, I can still hear the voices of my mother, father, and Mrs. Schwartz, which are with me every time I open the first page of a new book.