It was a cloudy day, and the terrible experience happened when I was studying in Bangalore. I got a call from my mom that my brother's1was fixed and they were arranging the wedding ceremony in the next few days.My 2was pretty far. So the next thing I was 3 to do was to book my 4 ticket as there was no direct flight to my hometown. The 5 was done by an agent in my neighborhood. I paid the whole amount 6. But when the day approached the 7 disappeared, leaving me without the train ticket, and thus 8all my travel plan.

    But as it is said, once you face such 9 situations, you realize your inner strength. I 10 decided I would complete my whole journey by bus. Without further 11 ， I took a bus to the first city stop. The next bus was again not 12 —it was 8 hours to a city near my hometown, where my aunt lived. They were also going to 13 my brother's wedding ceremony. So I called them and 14 them to accommodate me. They 15. Half the battle was won.

    Then next day, I was just a few hours from my hometown. When my aunt's family and I were boarding our car, my 16 asked me to switch places with her.

    The journey continued. We were trying to overtake(超越) another car when 17 a truck appeared in front of us and we went directly head on in front of it. We 18 with the truck. In this accident, almost everyone in our car was 19. Fortunately, I didn't have any injury, 20my cousin who switched places with me was seriously injured!

    Charlotte Whitehead was born in England in 1843, and moved to Montreal, Canada at the age of five with her family. While  1 her ill elder sister throughout the years, Charlotte discovered she had a(an) 2in medicine. At 18 she married and3 a family. Several years later, Charlotte said she wanted to be a 4. Her husband supported her decision.5 , Canadian medical schools did not 6women students at the time. Therefore, Charlotte went to the United States to study 7  at the Women's Medical College in Philadelphia. It took her five years to8 her medical degree.

    Upon graduation, Charlotte  9  to Montreal and set up a private 10. Three years later, she moved to Winnipeg, Manitoba, and there she was once again a 11 doctor. Many of her patients were from the nearby timber and railway camps. Charlotte12  herself operating on damaged limbs and setting 13 bones, in addition to delivering all the babies in the area.

    But Charlotte had been practicing without a license. She had 14 a doctor's license in both Montreal and Winnipeg, but was15. The Manitoba College of Physicians and Surgeons, an all-male board, wanted her to16 her studies at a Canadian medical college! Charlotte refused to 17  her patients to spend time studying what she already knew. So in 1887, she appealed to the Manitoba Legislature to 18a license to her but they, too, refused. Charlotte19 to practice without a license until 1912. She died four years later at the age of 73.

    In 1993, 77 years after her 20, a medical license was issued to Charlotte. This decision was made by the Manitoba Legislature to honor “this courageous and pioneering woman.”

Honest Thanks

    I sat down at my desk and started writing. I wrote an emotional letter of gratitude. I put the notecard into the 1 ， sealed it and stuck the stamps on it，but when it came to actually placing the letter into the mailbox...I2.

    The letter was to a schoolmate with whom I kept in contact via Facebook 3.She had inspired me to live a(n)  4 life—for example，by 5 more.

    Her volunteer efforts weren't 6—she wasn't building wells in Uganda，but  7 she was doing small，local good deeds，such as serving as a crossing guard. These were things I could do，too. She made me8 I could make a difference here at home. I felt I should let her know how her 9 positively influenced my life .I could have easily sent her an e-mail，10 that seemed a bit lame for such an important thank you. That's why I ended up 11 the letter. But now I stood before the mailbox，unable to place the envelope inside. What was 12 me? Why was this so 13 to do? I guess I felt strange because it wasn't like she was my best friend，I just knew her，“People don't 14do this，” I thought to myself. However，15 thinking it over，I still felt a(n)16to let her know how grateful I was. Finally，I put the envelope in the mailbox.

    Weeks later I received her reply. She was 17  a tough time and my letter meant the 18  to her. She didn't know she had such a(n)19on others. Not only did this letter make her happy，but her response to it increased my 20 of happiness，I decided to write a gratitude letter to someone each month. Cultivating gratitude is a great skill to practice. Life is too short not to do it.

    Today my son didn't feel well and came home from school early. I decided to take him to lunch. On the way, he saw a woman pushing her cart along the street. He said to me, “Ma, she's wearing baseball cleats（夹板）as 1 I just wish I made enough money to be able to 2 a pair of comfortable shoes for 3 I see that doesn't have shoes.”

    We drove to a shopping center and he went inside. He 4 thought out what he'd get. He 5 the most comfortable and the longest lasting shoes that would keep her 6 too. He 7 two pairs: athlete shoes and also boots for the winter, along with a six pack of socks.

    We drove back to find her and give her this 8. I had no intention of taking a 9 but I was holding my phone as I saw her reach up to 10 him. It choked me up and I couldn't 11 that moment. I opened the camera as quickly as I could and 12 it. It brought tears to my eyes as he hugged her and then helped her 13 the tags and put them on. He quietly got back into the 14 and he sat there for a minute or so. When he looked over at me he said, “Ma, today is her birthday. She was so 15.”

    He didn't ask questions or talk 16 about her situation. He simply 17. He took basically one week of his pay and made this lady's birthday 18. I challenge everyone to love a 19 with the20 of a child. Show compassion and give what you can. It doesn't have to be a lot.

    The LEGO story started in a Danish woodworking shop. At the time, Ole Kirk Christiansen was just a(n)1 carpenter working in a local shop. But he always had big dreams. As a young man, Christiansen turned　his love of playing with wood into a 2 and, in 1916, he opened his own shop.

    At first, his shop produced furniture like ladders, stools and ironing boards. But in 1924, his sons 3set a pile of wood chips in the shop on fire, 4 the entire building and the family's home.

    Despite a total 5, Christiansen saw the fire as an excuse to simply 6 a larger workshop. Tragedy (悲剧) continued to 7, however. In 1929, the American economic depression broke out, and his wife died in 1932. Affected by 8 and financial disaster, Christiansen unemployed many of his workers　and 9 to make ends meet. 10 did he know that those tragedies would be of importance for his business to 11.

    Since times were so 12, Christiansen made the hard decision to use his wood to create 13goods that might actually sell. The decision didn't pay off at first. But his love of toys pushed the company ahead, even when it was 14 the toughest times.

    It turned out he was a brilliant toymaker. Soon, his wonderful models of cars and animals and his adorable pull toys gained a national popularity. His bestseller, a wooden duck15 mouth opens and closes when pulled, is now still a hot hit. By 1949, his company created a plastic product called the Automatic Binding Brick. And their toys became more and more popular as the years passed.

    Clara Daly was seated on an Alaska Airlines flight when a flight attendant asked a(n) 1question over the loudspeaker, "Does anyone on board know American Sign Language?"

    Clara, 15 at the time 2 the call button. The flight attendant came by and 3 the situation. "We have a passenger on the plane who's 4 and deaf." she said. The passenger seemed to want something, but he couldn't 5 his message.

    Clara 6 to have been studying ASL for the past year and knew she'd be able to finger spell into the man's palm. So she 7 her seat belt and walked toward the seat of Tim Cook, then 64.

    8 taking his hand  she 9, "Are you OK?" Cook asked for some water.

    When it arrived, Clara returned to her seat. She came by again a bit later because he wanted to know the time. On her third 10, she stopped and stayed a while.

    "He didn't need anything. He was lonely and wanted to 11." Clara says.

    So for the next hour, that's what they did. She talked about her plans for the future. Cook told Clara12 he had gradually become blind over time and 13 stories of his days as a traveling salesman. Even though he couldn't see her, she "looked 14 at his face with such kindness," a passenger reported, "We can see she smiled with happiness, 15 she made a difference in someone's life."

    "Clara was amazing." a flight attendant told Alaska Airlines in a blog interview. "You could tell Tim was very 16 to have someone he could speak to, and she was such a(n) 17."

    Cook's 18, "Best trip I've ever had."

    Learned a lot. The best thing for 19 is to learn something. Learning is the only thing that never 20.