I like fishing. Every Sunday I get up early and 1 a bike to a river.

    This morning my 2 wants to go with me after breakfast. We go by car first and then walk to the3. After we get there, we sit down and I start to 4. In two hours, I catch nothing.

    “All right, let 5 have a try.” she says. She 6six big fish in half an hour.“I'll go home and I'm going to cook them for 7You8take the bus home,” she says.

    I stay by the river but catch only an old shoe. I feel a little 9 with myself.10is the fisherman in the family? My wife or I?

    I sat with my friend in a well-known coffee shop in a town of Italy.

    As we enjoyed our coffee, a man entered and sat beside us. He called the waiter over, saying, "Two cups of coffee, one of them there on the  1."

    We heard his order with  2  and noticed that he was served one cup of coffee  3 he paid for two.

    When he left, the waiter put a piece of paper on the wall saying "A Cup of Coffee".

    While we were still there, two other men entered and  4  three cups of coffee, two on the table and one on the wall. They had two but paid for  5. This time also, the waiter did the same thing. It was  6 unusual for us.

    After a few days, we had a chance to enter this coffee shop again. While we were enjoying our coffee, a man  7  appeared homeless entered. He looked at the wall and said, "One cup of coffee from the wall."

    The waiter served a cup of coffee to this man with  8. The man had his coffee and left without  9. We were amazed to watch all of this as the waiter  10  a piece of paper off the wall and threw it into the bin.

    Now it was no surprise for us – the matter was very  11  . The people of this town showed great respect for those people who needed help.

Just think about  12 this man wanted. He didn't have to lose his face to ask for a(n)13 cup of coffee.  14 asking or knowing who was giving him this cup of coffee, he only looked at the wall, made an order for himself,  15  his coffee and left.

    It's a truly beautiful thing – probably the most beautiful wall anywhere in the world.

    One day a man saw an old lady standing by her car on the side of the road. He could see that she need help.1 he stopped his car in front of her and got out.

    Even though the man had a smile on his face, the old lady was worried. "2 had stopped to help for the last hour. Was he going to hurt3? He didn't look safe, he looked poor and hungry." the old lady thought.

    He could see that she was worried. So he said," I am here 4you, madam. It seems that you have a flat tire(车胎漏气).5don't you wait in the car where it's warm while I change the tire for you? By the way, my name is Bryant Anderson." Though feeling doubtful, the old lady6her car.

    About 20 minutes later, he was done, the old lady asked Bryant 7 she should pay. Bryant 8thought about being paid. He told her that if she 9wanted to pay him back, the next time she saw someone who needed help, she could give that person her help.

    The man waited until the lady started her car and drove off. It was a cold day, but he felt 10as he went on his way home

    I try to be a good father. Give my kids love. Work nights to pay for their schooling. But1with Michael Hoyt, I am nothing.

    This love2began in Winchester, 43 years ago, when Rick was strangled (勒住) by the umbilical cord (脐带) during birth, leaving him brain-damaged and unable to3his limbs (四肢).

    "He'll be a vegetable the4of his life," Doctors told Michael and his wife, Judy, when Rick was nine months old.

    But the Hoyts weren't5it. Because they noticed that Rick's

6followed them around the room. When Rick was 11 they took him to the engineering department and asked if there was anything to help the boy communicate. But doctors told the parents that there was7going on in their son's brain.

    "Tell him a joke," Michael said to the doctors. They did and Rick8. Actually a lot was going on in his brain.

    Equipped(装备) with a computer that allowed him to control the cursor (光标)9the side of his head, Rick was10able to communicate. What is his first word? "Run!" And after a high school classmate was paralyzed (瘫痪) in a(n)11and the school organized a charity run (慈善跑) for him, Rick typed, "Dad, I want to do that."

    Yeah, right. How was Michael, a man who never ran more than a mile12going to push his son five miles?13he tried. Surprisingly, that day changed Rick's life. "Dad," he typed, "when we were running, it felt like I wasn't14anymore!"

    And that sentence also changed Michael 's life. He wanted to give Rick that feeling as15as he could. Eighty-five times he's pushed his disabled son, Rick, 26.2 miles in marathons. Eight times in triathlon (铁人三项).

    "No question about it," Rick types. "My dad is the Strongest Dad in the World."