Who do you think came up with the idea for the Paralympics (残奥会)？The man who organized the sporting events which became the Paralympic Games1was a doctor，Ludwig Guttmann.

      In  his  teens，Ludwig  Guttmann  was  interested  in medicine and worked as a2in a hospital.Then he3from medical school and became a doctor when he was 25 years old.

        Ludwig Guttmann4a successful career for the next  few years.5 ， because Ludwig Guttmann and his family  were Jews，life in Germany was becoming very6for them. In 1938 Ludwig Guttmann7to the UK with his  family where he continued his research8the best way to  treat patients.

      The Second World War was going on and there were a lot of soldiers9in the fighting.Often they10the use of their legs and needed11and help.The disabled soldiers were often12and angry for they couldn't really live a normal life.Ludwig Guttmann used his new13to look after their injuries and he also tried to give them emotional strength.

       Ludwig Guttmann14taking part in sports could help a person's body as well as his mind and began to use15 as a treatment to help his patients.He wanted to give them back their self­respect and dignity and16them to take part in sports.

       In 1948 the hospital held a sporting event called “The International Wheelchair Games”．By 1952 the event began to17bigger with disabled athletes from other countries attending.By 1960 the games were called the International Stoke Mandeville  Games  and they  were  held  in  Rome alongside the18Summer Olympics.By 1968 there were 750 athletes from 29 different countries.Ludwig Guttmann himself died in 1980，even19the games were called “Paralympics”，but there is no20that he is the founder and father of the Paralympic Games.It's thanks to his hard work that we are all able to enjoy the Paralympics.

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    I drove to a local supermarket the other day. My shopping list was 1and my wallet was light. Still, I needed to get a week's worth of groceries for my family. I parked my car, looked down at my list, and hoped I could 2 it all. As I 3 the door, I saw a man with kind eyes and a gentle 4. He said he was collecting for a local food bank that helped to 5 the hungry in my area. He handed me a second shopping list of things they could use and asked me to 6 if I could. I smiled back, took the 7 and walked into the store. I really wanted to help, but wasn't sure if I could this time.

    I walked through the store, picking up vegetables, soup, spaghetti, bread, milk, cereal, macaroni, bananas, and a dozen other things. I slowly 8 each item off my list until I was done. When I looked down at my full cart I 9 again if I even had enough to pay for it all. Then, as I put my own list back into my pocket, I saw the food 10 list under it. I smiled and decided to trust my heart.

    With the food bank in mind, I went over and 11 two of the biggest boxes of rice the store had and put them in my cart. It took 12 six dollars out of my wallet to pay for them, 13 my heart felt six times larger when I did. And when everything was 14, I had just enough to pay for it all.

    It 15 so little to make our world a better place. A few dollars can help to fill a child's 16belly(肚子). A smile and hug can help to heal(愈合)a hurting heart. An17word can inspire someone else to live and to love. A random 18 of kindness can change another's day and life. It is up to us, 19. If we can20a few dollars on rice , then we can share a love that will last forever.

    My family and I were on our way to Pennsylvania and it was the middle of a snowstorm. We were almost there when we got stuck in a 1 traffic jam. Cars stretched (延伸)ahead of us and behind us as 2 as we could see. We sat in the same 3 without moving for seven hours. We 4periodically to see if the5 ahead of us were moving, which they had never been6there was a large 18-wheeler truck in front of us, my mom had to 7 the door to see around the 18-wheeler to get a 8 of the traffic jam in front of us. All we could do was sit and 9.At no time did any of us fall asleep or stop10 attention, because we were always checking up on the traffic. We sat for hours and heard11 about the cause of the traffic jam from the12and the only person we talked to was a truck driver13 us, who didn't know anything about it either.14after seven hours, the truck in front of us began moving slowly and we were happy to get moving, but when we15in front of the truck, there were absolutely NO cars to be seen, and NONE behind us16 one 18-wheeler. The only other vehicle besides those was the one of the trucker that had been next to us the 17 time. There were no signs of a traffic jam the entire 18 of our trip. It was as though the cars had all 19To this day we have no 20 as to how this could have happened.

    It's about 250 miles from the hills of west-central Iowa to Ehlers' home in Minnesota. During the long trip home, following a weekend of hunting. Ehlers 1about the small dog he had seen 2 alongside the road. He had 3 to coax(哄) the dog to him but, frightened, it had 4.

    Back home, Ehlers was troubled by that 5 dog. So, four days later, he called his friend Greg, and the two drove 6. After a long and careful 7, Greg saw, across a field, the dog moving 8 away. Ehlers eventually succeeded in coaxing the animal to him. Nervousness and fear were replaced with 9. It just started licking(舔) Ehlers' face.

    A local farmer told them the dog sounded like one 10 as lost in the local paper. The ad had a 11 number for a town in southern Michigan. Ehlers 12 the number of Jeff and Lisa to tell them he had 13 their dog.

    Jeff had 14 in Iowa before Thanksgiving with his dog, Rosie, but the gun shots had scared the dog off. Jeff searched 15 for Rosie in the next four days.

    Ehlers returned to Minnesota, and then drove 100 miles to Minneapolis to put Rosie on a flight to Michigan. "It's good to know there's still someone out there who 16 enough to go to that kind of 17,"says Lisa of Ehlers' rescue 18.

    "I figured whoever lost the dog was probably just as 19 to it as I am to my dogs," says Ehlers. "If it had been my dog, I'd hope that somebody would be 20 to go that extra mile."

    Back in 1981 I was working at the University of Bonn in Germany. I 1 some time off in early May to 2 a friend in Viterbo, in central Italy.

    The train stopped in Rome. I was 3, as my hotel was close to the railway station. The next morning, I 4 to visit as many of the famous Roman landmarks as possible.

    The following day I headed back to the 5, planning to take a short ride to Viterbo. When I arrived at the station and tried to 6 the correct platform, I quickly realized that the station was 7 for an upgrade (升级). For a moment my mind went 8. My biggest 9 was my luggage—my suitcase and hand luggage were heavy, so I couldn't 10 about easily. I dragged my suitcase about 100 meters to a nearby worker. A tall man of about 50 years of age was working there and I 11 myself and asked where the nearest station was. I was sure that he did not understand me 12, but he could easily guess that I was looking for a station. He 13, but I did not understand.

    He smiled and said something, which I 14 meant "Come along!" He opened the door of his car, motioned to me to get 15 and then drove for a few minutes to the next station. I got out, unloaded my luggage, then shook his hand with 16. He smiled back and drove away.

    There was no time for us to 17 names. I understood that he was in the 18 of his work. I was 19 so much by his generosity (慷慨) that I have never forgotten him. He was working and could have easily 20 me but, instead, he chose to help.

    Thank you, Mr Italy!

I was living in Sao Paulo, Brazil. It is a1 city, with more people living in it than in my whole country. We rented a flat in a guarded community, but there was a favela (棚户区) quite 2 .

For several months I didn't have a car, so three times a week, I took buses to go to the city centre. During these 3 , I would ride with the people who took the same bus from the favela to go to work. When I got on the bus, all the seats were already 4 . But when people saw that my bag was heavy, they offered to hold it on their legs to make me feel lighter5 . At first, I was 6 . Then I realized that these people had absolutely no 7 to steal from me: they only wanted to 8 .

Once, on my way back, I had to 9 for a long time at a bus stop. I was alone, except for a woman who was 10 very poor. She carried a small paper bag of popcorn and nothing else.

While we were waiting she walked over and 11 me some popcorn. I 12 her, but didn't want to help myself to it. She then repeatedly insisted that I take from what was clearly her only food.

That was the first time I had thought about how people who have almost nothing are sometimes able to 13 the little they have more "14 "than those who own a lot. I wonder if it's true that the more you have, the bigger the difficulty to share anything with others. I was so moved by that woman's simple generosity that day. I clearly 15 more than she did, but she naturally and joyfully shared what little she had with me.