I will always remember my first day at the University of Lagos. On arrival at the campus, I was expecting to be met by some tired students(as was practiced in my secondary school), 1 every student around was new like myself. I asked the way to the multi-purpose hall but no one could tell me. I asked a number of questions about issues(担心的事）that 2 me, such as where and how to pay my fees, the way to the dining hall and so on, but no 3 was offered. “So in the midst of so many people I am all 4 ” I thought to myself. The prospect(前景) was not 5 at all and all the pleasure I had felt at 6 into a famous university at seventeen began to disappear.

    Then as if 7 by an unknown force, I walked a little bit down the corridor in the direction of a notice board which some boys and girls were 8at. Because of 9of something to do, I decided to stop and look at the notice board. Yes! I happened on the 10to all riddles that had 11 me since I set foot on the campus that morning. On the board there was a big campus 12, on which I was able to 13 the multi-purpose hall and all the other places. There were 14 details of various activities for freshmen and a comprehensive list of those offered admission into various courses.

    How enjoyable it was to see the light of knowledge, having been wandering（徘徊） in the darkness of 15. Even then I was not able to 16 the thought that though I could not be sure how much of the responsibility（责任）was mine, the fact that I didn't pay attention to the notice board had 17 caused my initial problems. I learnt from that incident（发生的事） 18 unforgettable that was very useful to me throughout my stay in the university, namely（即, 也就是）the 19 of reading notice board and handbooks if one is to be well 20 about places and events in the university.

    Patricia is a pianist and music teacher in California.She wanted to1money for music scholarships at her local community college.One day she had an idea.She thought，"I'm going to ride my2across the United State this summer.I'm going to ask people to give money3 every mile I ride."She talked to the people in the community about4idea. They all liked the idea and strongly supported her.So she felt very5for it.

    Patricia joined about forty other6who were all from California.They began the long 7 across the US in Astoria，Oregon.Patricia went up and down huge hills.She saw beautiful countryside and8friendly people.9there were problems，too.The 10was sometimes very hot，windy or cold.Patricia was tired and sore every night.

    One day she11an accident.She12her bike and her toes were badly hurt.But she continued to ride.She overcame many difficulties and spent two13on the whole ride.She raised more than $10，000 for music scholarship.Patricia was happy and14of it. She did it!

    People don't 15her when she tells them her age.Patricia looks very young and  acts very young.Can you imagine that she is 67 years old? The 67-year-old woman rode across the US in sixty days !

    Sudha Chandran, a classical dancer from India, had to have herright leg cut after an accident. She was also cut off on her career (事业) road.

    Though the accident brought her bright career to a stop, shedidn't1. In the painful months, Sudha met a doctorwho had a(n)2 onher leg. So eagerly she wanted to go back to dancing after she had been fitted witha man-made leg. Sudha believed in herself and thought she could realize her dream,so she3 onher brave journey back to the world of dancing.

    After every public performance, she might ask her dad aboutit. "You still have a long way to go!" That was the4 she used to get from her father. In January 1984,Sudha made a historic comeback5giving a public performance in Bombay. Sheperformed in such a great manner that it moved6 to tears (眼泪) and this performance pushed her to number oneposition again. That evening when she asked her dad the same question, he didn't7 anything. He just touched herfeet as a praise.

    Sudha's comeback was so8 that a film producer decided to make the storyinto a hit film. It has moved more and more people.

    People wondered9 Sudhacould manage to dance again. When she was asked the question, she would just answerquite10 ,"YOUDON'T NEED FEET TO DANCE." Where there is a will, there is a way.

When I got the driving license last summer, Mom and I took our first trip around an empty car park. Then I found that my mother was not the best 1 for me. It wasn't because she shouted at me, or told me that I was doing2 . As you can imagine, my mother's "helpful instructions" only managed to make me more nervous. 

Since I could no longer3 with her, the job was placed in the hands of my father. I loved him,4 I just did not see Dad as someone I could be comfortable learning from. He almost never talked. We shared a（n）5 father-daughter relationship. He'd ask how school was, and I'd say it was fine. Unluckily, that was the most of our conversations. It was just like spending hours with a 6 silently. 

As we got into the car for the first time, I was not 7 at what happened. Dad and I drove around, saying almost 8 , besides a few instructions on how to turn. As my lessons went on, however, things began to change. Dad would 9 the radio so I could enjoy his favorite Stones music. And he gradually began talking. I was soon hearing about his first meeting with Mom, "basic body" gym class, and other 10 from his past. 

Dad's sudden talk was shocking until I thought about 11 he was telling me so much. In all the years, I always 12 why my father never spoke that much. I never considered it was because I had never spent time 13 . Homework, friends, and even TV had all called me away from him, and I never thought my 14 father had anything to say. 

Since I began driving with him, my driving ability has greatly improved. More importantly, the 15 between my father and I has also improved. Just living with him wasn't enough—it took driving with him for me to get to know someone who was a mystery. 

I often felt shy in front of a group of people. So I didn't like speaking in front of others. And my first day at the new school made my classmate laugh. 

My teacher asked me1 my name on the blackboard. Of course, I knew my name and knew how to write it. But standing at the blackboard with the eyes of so many classmates on my back made2 nervous. I forgot all the things but those eyes. I wanted to cry. I didn't know what to do. I could not write a word. 

"Just forget us and write your name, " the teacher said3 and walked to my side, "What is your name?" 

I was too4 to answer. 

"Richard, " all the students answered5 me. Then they laughed loudly. 6 sad I was! 

After class, the teacher told me to go to her office. She told me that people might feel nervous7 they speak in front of many people. Then I8 that there was nothing. I just needed to do it as often as possible. 

Since then, I have become brave. I have tried my best to take part in some speech competitions. I used to think if I could not go on, life is nothing but an awful song. But now I know the9 of courage(勇气). I believe that I would be10 confident student. 

 My home town is Moonlight Town. It is close to Sunshine Town. There is1 river in front of my house. In the past, there were many factories by the river. They often put the waste into the river. 2 the clean water became very dirty. And people cut down too many trees 3 more space for tall buildings. Many animals lost4 living areas. Also, people in other places could only walk to my home town because the traffic was not easy. 

 But now, great changes5 because the government has paid attention to the problems and done something to improve the situation. First, factories no longer put the waste into the river. The water is clean. People can sit 6 the river to watch many kinds of fish swim in it again. Second, the government turns a factory into a beautiful park so people 7 relax in it. Third, thousands of trees8 on the mountain. They are becoming homes to many wild animals. Last, it's fast and easy for people to visit my home town by car or bus. 9 great changes!

I believe my home town will be 10 in the future than now. I'm looking forward to it.