Before he sailed round the world single-handed, Francis Chichester had already surprised his friends several times. He had tried to 1 round the world but failed. That was in 1931.

    The years passed. He 2flying and began sailing. He enjoyed it greatly. Chichester was already 58 years old when he won the first solo 3race across the Atlantic. His 4dream of going round the world came back, but this time he would sail. His friends and doctors thought it was a(an)5 attempt, as he had lung cancer. But Chichester was determined to 6his plan. In August, 1966, at the age of nearly 65, an age at which many men 7, he began his greatest 8of his life.

    Chichester covered 14,100 miles 9stopping in Sydney, Australia. This was more than twice the distance anyone had previously sailed 10. On shore, he could not walk 11help. Everybody said the same thing: he had done 12; he must not go any further.13  he did not listen.

    After 14in Sydney for a few weeks, Chichester set off once more in spite of lots of 15. The second half of his voyage was by far the more 16 part, during which he sailed round the risky Cape Horn. After succeeding in sailing round Cape Horn, Chichester sent the following radio message to London: “I feel as if I had waken up from a nightmare (噩梦). Even a wild horse could not drag me down to Cape Horn and that Ocean 17.”

    Just before 9 o'clock on Sunday evening 28 May, 1967, he arrived 18in England, where tens of thousands of people were waiting to welcome him. Queen Elizabeth Ⅱ honored him with a very valuable sword. The whole voyage from 19and back had covered 28,500 miles. It had taken him nine 20, of which the sailing time was 226 days. He had done what he wanted to accomplish.

    I had worried myself sick over Simon's mother coming to see me. I was a new1 and I gave an honest account of the students' work. In Simon's case, the grades were awfully low. He couldn't read his own handwriting.2he was a bright student. He discussed adult subjects with nearly adult comprehension. His work in no way reflected his3

    So when Simon's mother entered the room, my palms(手掌心) were sweating. I was completely4for her lisses on both my cheeks.“I came to thank you,” she said, surprising me beyond speech.5me, Simon had become a different person. He talked of how he6me, he had began to make friends, and for the first time in his twelve years, he had7spent an afternoon at a friend's house. She wanted to tell me how grateful she was for the8I had nurtured(培养) in her son. She kissed me again and left.

    I sat, stunned (惊呆), for about half an hour, 9 what had just happened. How did I make such a life-changing difference to that boy without10knowing it? What I finally came to 11was one day, several months before, when some students were 12reports in the front of the class, Jeanne spoke 13, and to encourage her to raise her voice, L had said, “Speak up. Simon's the expert on this. He is the 14one you have to convince, and he can't hear you in the15of the room.” That was it. From that day on, Simon had sat up straighter, paid more attention,16more, and became happy. And it was all because he17to be the last kid in the last row. The boy who most needed18was the one who took the last seat that day.

    It taught me the most19lesson over the years of my teaching career, and I'm thankful that it came20and positively. A small kindness can indeed make a difference.

    We know children should grow up, knowing the right sense of values. Here is a good example to teach them a good lesson.

    One day, a young man who was dressed poorly begged1door to door along the street.2an old wallet in hand, he was asking for a few coins to buy something to eat. He kept complaining about his bad3and kept wondering why those who had so much money were never 4 and were always desiring more.

    "As5as I'm concerned, if I had only enough to fill my stomach and to wear, I would not want anything more."

    Just at that moment Goddess Fortune noticed the beggar among the crowd and got close to him, greeting, "Hi, young man, I have wished to 6you for a long time. If you open your wallet, I will pour my gold into it. But keep in mind that I will do that only on this 7: All that falls into the wallet will be pure gold belonging to you; but every piece falling upon the ground8become dirt, worth nothing. Are you clear?"

    "I see. Now I'm ready." said the beggar with confidence.

    "Then you should 9! It's obvious that your wallet is a 10one, so don't load it too heavily," said the Goddess Fortune.

    The excited beggar could hardly 11to have gold. He quickly opened his wallet, and a 12 of yellow coins was poured into it. The wallet became heavier and heavier.

    "Is that enough? Isn't it cracking? Will your wallet strong enough for more?" warned the Goddess.

    "Never13.It's still strong enough now" replied the beggar confidently.

    The wallet was filled with14many coins that the beggar's hands began to shake. "Ah, if only the golden stream would 15 forever! Just a little more," said the beggar, "16 just a handful or two."

    "There! It's full. The wallet will 17." reminded the Goddess again, but the beggar insisted 18, "I know it will hold a little more, just a little more!" One more piece was added and the wallet split. The 19 fell upon the ground and became dust. The greedy beggar had now 20 but his broken wallet.

    When I was 13 my only purpose was to become the star on our football team. That meant 1 Miller King, who was the best 2 at our school.

    Football season started in September and all summer long I worked out. I carried my football everywhere for 3.

    Just before September, Miller was struck by a car and lost his right arm. I went to see him after he came back from 4. He looked very 5, but he didn't cry.

    That season, I 6 all of Miller's records while he 7 the home games from the bench. We went 10-1 and I was named most valuable player,8 I often had crazy dreams in which I was to blame for Miller's 9.

    One afternoon, I was crossing the field to go home and saw Miller 10 going over a fence—which wasn't 11 to climb if you had both arms. I'm sure I was the last person in the world he wanted to accept 12 from. But even that challenge he accepted. I 13 him move slowly over the fence. When we were finally 14 on the other side, he said to me, "You know, I didn't tell you this during the season, but you did 15 .Thank you for filling in for 16."

    His words freed me from my bad 17. I thought to myself, how even without an arm he was more of a leader. Damaged but not defeated, he was 18 ahead of me. I was right to have 19 him. From that day on, I grew 20 and a little more real.

You Did More Than Carry My books

    Mark was walking home from school one day when he noticed the boy ahead of him had dropped all of the books he was carrying, along with a baseball bat and several other things. Mark 1 down and helped the boy pick up these articles. 2 they were going the same way, he helped to carry some of them for him. As they walked Mark 3 the boy's name was Bill, that he 4 computer games, baseball and history, that he was having a lot of 5 with his other subjects and that he had just broken 6 with his girlfriend.

    They arrived at Bill's home first and Mark was 7 in for a Coke and to watch some television. The afternoon passed 8 with a few laughs and some shared small talk, and then Mark went home. They 9 to see each other around school, had lunch together once or twice, and then both ended up from the same high school. Just three weeks before 10, Bill asked Mark if they 11 talk.

    Bill 12 him of the day years ago when they had first met. "Do you 13 wonder why I was carrying so many things home that day?" asked Bill. "You see, I 14 out my locker because I didn't want to leave a mess(脏乱) 15 anyone else. I had planned to run away and I was going home to 16 my things. But after we spent some time together 17 and laughing, I realized that 18 I had done that, I would have 19 a new friend and missed all the fun we would have together. So you see, Mark, when you picked up my books that day, you did a lot more. You20 my life."

Atdhe Trepca had long been interested in film-making, 1 he did an internship (实习) at Warner Bros. Studio where he 2 experts in the field. There was a French documentary (记录片) which actually 3 his latest project. "I thought it'd be really 4 to start conversations with strangers like the documentary by asking them the 5 question: Are you happy?" Trepca says.

He started his journey to 6 his conversations with strangers in February 2019. "I brought with me lots of 7 about every person I 8 he says, "And now I realize that this question really serves as a 9 to the soul (灵魂). Because when you approach a stranger with that question, all their 10stories come to the forefront and they start 11 something that they've done. One of the purposes of making these videos is to give people a chance to 12 themselves."

Although these videos seem to show stories worthy of 13 that they receive on social media, Trepca believes that everyone's story is also worthy of the same respect. "My videos are 14 endless, because I truly believe that everyone has a story." Besides, he finds that the happiest people haven't had the most15lives. "Even if we are faced with difficult times, we can hold a positive attitude to our lives," Trepca says.