I moved to a new neighborhood two months ago. In the house with a large 1across the road lived a taxi driver, a single parent with two school-aged children. At the end of the day, he would 2 his taxi on the road. I 3 why he did not park it in the garage.

    Then one day I learned that he had another car in his garage. In the afternoon he would come home 4 work, leave his taxi and go out for his5 affairs in his other car, not in his taxi. I felt it was a 6.

    I was curious to see his personal car but did not make it until I 7 to be outside one evening two weeks 8, when the garage door was 9 and he drove out his “own” car: a Rolls-Royce（劳斯莱斯）! It shook me completely 10 I realized what that meant. You see, he was a taxi driver. But 11 inside, he saw himself as something else: a Rolls-Royce owner and a(n) 12. He drove others in his taxi but himself and his children in his Rolls-Royce. The world looked at his taxi and 13 him a taxi driver. But for him, a taxi was just something he drove for a living, Rolls-Royce was something he drove for a(n) 14.

    We go to bed every night and 15every morning as parents or children, not as bankers, CEOs or professors. We go for a 16 as close friends or go for a vacation as a 17. We love life as it is. Yet often, we base our entire happiness and success on how much bigger and better a 18 we have. And we ignore our Rolls-Royce, by 19it dusty in our garage. We should focus more on 20 we are than what we do!

    On my way back home I was stopped at a traffic light by some people who asked for help. A woman 1 to give way to an ambulance, but drove her car over stony obstacles （阻碍）that 2 the bike line from the street, and had her car 3 as a result. She couldn't move the car in any direction without 4 it. A couple of people tried to lift the car back but the obstacles were too 5. Seeing that they couldn't do much about it, they 6 and the woman in the car tried to call for some 7.

    While watching the other people leave, I 8 the woman would be on her own and I imagined how 9 that would be if I were in her shoes. After some talking, she 10 me to sit inside her car. She called for help and was 11 that it would take about 45 minutes for someone to get there.

    I tried to comfort the woman who seemed to feel 12 about causing others trouble. But 13 it wasn't too much trouble since they could 14 pass, and also there wasn't anything she could do about it anyway. We laughed and joked that all we 15 was some tea for our chat.

    Finally 16 came and helped her back on the street. She thanked me and 17 my phone number so she could return the 18, but I told her it was okay. She seemed to feel much 19 when we said our goodbyes. I believe that not having to face a difficult 20 alone can make a lot of a difference.

    It was raining outside and I was preparing my breakfast at home. 1, a bottle of orange juice slid (滑) from my hand and fell to the floor. Glass and juice 2 everywhere. I looked at the 3. Then my eyes were filled with tears. They came from a(n) 4 acceptance that “Today is just not my day”.

    It was a bad day for me 5 things had to be done. I drove into town. In the few minutes it took to the bank, I made a 6. Though I had a bad day, I would be 7 not to pass it to anyone else. I would be happy and 8.

    Standing in line, I was silently talking to myself. For the 9 time that day my eyes were filled with tears as I 10 how disconnected (隔离的) I felt from others. Then a 11 drew my attention. “Young lady,” she was saying.

    I 12 and saw the bank teller, an old lady with a gentle smile. Her eyes showed 13 as she softly said, “I don't 14 what is happening inside of you, but please believe me when I tell you that everything will be okay.”

    And then she did something quite 15. My hands were resting on the counter and she placed her hands 16 on top of mine. The 17 was quick but electric. And in that moment my world changed.

    In the moment of her touch my self-doubt 18. I found understanding and acceptance. I knew that 19 was being passed through the heart of this old lady directly into my heart. Then I 20.

    "Where is the bus?" I asked myself. I was going to be late and the manager wasn't going to be 1 ." Thank God. Here it is." The bus  2 round the corner and I got on. Ten minutes later I was walking into the 3 where I work. Twenty-five past nine. I hope the manager doesn't notice. But no 4luck.

    "Smith!" shouted the manager. "Late again. What's your 5 this time?"" I'm afraid the bus was late, Mr. Brown." "6 up earlier tomorrow! Anyway, get to business at the counter. We'll be opening in a few minutes."

    My first customer was a pretty girl 7 a red dress. Behind her was a young man of about 25. He seemed very 8 , and 9 few seconds he looked towards the main entrance. The girl asked about opening a bank account. I gave her the necessary 10 and she walked out. 11 , I noticed a tall man by the door, carrying something 12 with brown paper. Turning to my next customer, I was terrified to see a gun 13 out of his coat. The next moment a loud noise 14 my ears. Everything went black. I was falling.... After 15 seemed a very a long time, I opened my eyes and found myself in bed! 16 shaking from the memory of this terrible dream, I got dressed and ran out of the house. As 17, the bus wasn't on time, and I arrived at 9:25.

    "Smith!" the manager cried out in a voice like thunder. " Later again! Go and start work at once!" To my 18 , the first customer was a girl 19 a red dress and behind her stood a man carrying something wrapped in brown paper. The dream!  20 that the surprise of my life!

    In kindergarten, I met my first love – dancing. For the last eleven years, I have spent many hours at the dance studio. The 1 I began as a little girl has shaped my personality, forming 2 that I will have for the rest of my life.

    Once while our dance team 3 for the state competition, six senior members quit without notice, leaving our team without a 4. My team's enthusiasm for the season was cut in half. 5, I was determined to become the new captain and lead my team past this obstacle.

    During the first practice after the seniors quit, my team's emotion was 6. As a leader, I tried to motivate my team through 7. I started to do 8 work outside practice to improve my kicking technique. My team respected me as a coach because I showed 9. On weekends, I spent hours trying to make up a creative competition routine. I wanted my team members to 10 the dance and perform well.

    Before the state meet, I drilled the 11 into the girls' heads and constantly encouraged them to work harder. I would shout out names of people who were 12 well during the dance, and the girls would 13 with even more energy. Through my dance experience, I also found I got better by 14 myself. I mixed new skills into the routine for the state competition to 15 my team's technique. We wanted to prove to ourselves and our school that we could still be a(n) 16 dance team without the girls who 17.

    On the stage, I felt my team's 18. I was proud that we were able to rebuild our confidence and go beyond our expectations at the state competition. We were 19 for all our hard work by placing in the top five. This experience taught me a lesson: with a passion for something, I could 20 any obstacle with creativity and determination.

    Jane's mother worked on the farm from dawn till dark and she just could make ends meet. To make Jane live a1life, she was very careful about spending money.2, Jane didn't understand her. Every day she was busy with her 433while Jane was studying at school, so they had little time to enjoy themselves.

    One day, she realized Jane was unhappy and even 44to her, so she decided to go 45with Jane to make Jane happy.

    On Sunday morning they went happily to the snowfield. Since they were 6in white clothes, the manager advised them to buy ski clothes. He said 47there was an accident, they might be easily 48in their ski clothes. They couldn't 49them, so she refused.

    Then they went skiing in their white clothes. They were skiing happily on the 10when suddenly the snowfield began to11. It was a snow slide(雪崩). They ran a long way and

    12the snow slide finally, but they couldn't find their way. Later, a helicopter was flying above,13people on it couldn't see or hear them. Jane was14because she had hurt her head seriously and15dropped on the snow. Just then an idea struck her mother. She pierced (刺破) her own wrist16and let bright red blood drop on the snow. A red SOS was written. At last Jane17, but her mother died.

    Every time I18the blood dropping on the snow, I feel19. I believe anyone who hears the tragedy will20Jane's mother for her selfless love to her daughter.