One day, I drove into a service station to get some gas. It was a beautiful day and I was feeling1. As I paid for the gas, the attendant said, “How do you feel?” that seemed like a2question, but I felt fine and told him so. “You don't look 3.” he replied and continued to tell me my skin appeared 4.

    By the time I left, I was a little 5. About a block away, I 6 to the side of the road to look at my face 7the mirror. Was everything all right? Had I picked up 8rare disease? By the time I got home, I was beginning to feel a slight 9somewhere in my body.

    The next time I went into that gas station, I 10 what had happened: The place had recently been painted a bright, bilious yellow, and the light reflecting off the walls made everyone inside 11as though they were sick! That was the truth. 12, I let that short conversation change my attitude for an entire day. His 13 observation affected the way I felt and acted.

    This experience made me think a lot. It is the same with life, in which attitude 14. The way we look at life determines how we feel and how we 15. If we expect something to turn out16, it probably will. But 17 also works in reverse. If we expect good things to happen, they 18do. An optimistic attitude, I believe, is not a luxury but a(an)19. So after that, I chose to highlight the 20throughout the rest of my life.

    I guess I was spoiled at first. I was an only child, 1 by all relatives. Up until I was eight years old, life was 2. Then along came Grant and everything 3.

    Grant is my little brother. He was born a month earlier, so he needed a lot of extra 4. My parents still 5 me, but I was no longer the center of the universe. I was angry about the change. And at first, I was also 6 with Grant.

    Fortunately, Grants didn't cause any real 7 in his growth. Gradually, he developed the habit of 8 himself to me. My parents want me to be 9 to him, but I found him totally annoying. By the time I became a teenager, he was, at five, my shadow, 10 me around, copying my every move, and asking endless questions.

    Still, in spite of my unhappiness towards him, I began to 11 the time we spent together.

    As time went on, we developed connections and partnership, becoming more 12. Grant stopped asking to go along on dates with me, and I set aside time to go fishing with him. He cheered me on at my soccer games, and I 13 to coach his T-ball team. He became less 14 and more of a buddy. I became more patient, more able to 15 and more likely to accept the unconditional love he 16.

    Today I am happy to say that Grant and I are a 17. We have already 18 how he will come visit me when I am in college. It will be hard to be 19, but I know that we will always be close, if not in age or distance, we will be close in the long journey shared by 20.

    My friend and I were at a restaurant in Berkeley for an evening fast food. All of a sudden we decided to do a small act of 1 —to use the smile card to. 2 someone's day.

    Being at a restaurant, we intended to pay for someone else anonymously(匿名)and see what 3. We got all excited with the 4 and set about doing that.

    We looked around for which table we should pay for, and then 5 a table—it seemed like an immigrant family with a few children, 6 their meals at that time. I could sense a family 7 in them and that they were having a nice time together. We called on our waitress to 8 the idea to her.

    As soon as we told her we wanted to pay for another table and showed her the 9, she got super thrilled! We told her about it and made sure she knew we wanted to be anonymous, which made us further 10. After a while, she came back and told us the waitress for that table was 11 to tears when hearing about our idea.

    Soon after, we left, feeling delighted and grateful to get all opportunity to 12 smiles. It is hard to explain how it felt in the moment, but it 13 felt special, not because I was “helping” someone, but because I felt 14 to people I didn't even know—the waitresses and the family. It also, in some form, melted me to see how people 15 to generosity, which has become so 16 in today's commercial lifestyle. I felt something inside me 17.  

    I don't know what happened next, how the family felt and 18 or how the waitresses 19 the situation, but I am sure it brought a few 20 to a few people including myself.

    Kindness is the golden chain by which society is linked together. However .I was not thinking about the golden chain when l had to help people who1their way, and parked in front of my house.

    I was growing tired of helping so many people. Almost every2I was awaken during a sound night's sleep and bad to3 someone out, Many tints l was4by some penniless motorists who did not even hank me for the help that they received and some even complained that I could have done5.

    One day, a young man with a week old beard climbed out of a6automobile. He had no money and no food. He asked if I could give him some 7offering him gasoline and a meal. I told him that if he wanted to work for me, he could cut the grass, but 8the work wasn't necessary.

    Though sweaty and hungry, he worked hard. After working all day, he sat 9to cool himself. I thanked him for his work and gave him the money he10. I then offered him some11money for a task particularly well done, but he 12, shaking his head.

    I never saw him again. He probably thinks I helped him out that day, but that is not13it was. I didn't help him. He helped me to 14people again to repay their trust in me. He helped me to once again want to do something for those who are 15I wish I could thank him for 16some of my belief in the basic 17 of others and for giving me back a little of the18 I had lost. Because of him, I once again felt part of a golden chain of kindness that 19us to others. I may have fed his body that day, but he fed my 20.

    Honesty is always the best policy, especially when it comes to mental health problems. In a TV 1, one girl gets very real about dealing with anxiety and panic.

    "I was the best student in my high school. I put so much 2 on myself," she said. "I never 3 a class. But I got sick during 10th grade and I started to 4. That's when the panic attacks began." She goes on to describe what a panic attack 5 like, "One day the teacher handed me my grade 6, and I couldn't breathe. My heart was beating very 7. I felt disconnected. I saw people trying to talk to me but I couldn't hear them. Afterwards, I was sent to 8," she shared.

    It was then 9 the attacks started happening 10 daily, and they haven't stopped. "Last year I started college. And I can't be the best student here no matter how hard I try," she said. "Everyone is so 11. My panic attacks got so bad that I had to 12 my first semester."

    However, now she is facing her anxiety, and things are getting better. "I used to try to hide 13. I thought that 14 nobody know, it didn't exist," she said. "But the more I talk about my 15, the more I realize that other people experience 16 things. So I'm trying to express it more. I had a great teacher 17 told me, 'Instead of letting anxiety keep you from doing your art, let it be the thing that 18 your art."

    Recently, women all over the world took to Twitter to19 what anxiety is like. We are 20 alone.

Growing up in poverty in rural Kenya,Nelly Cheboi watched her single mother work tirelessly so she could attend school. 

From an early age,she realized that her family,along with others like hers in their village, was1 a cycle that left them little hope. Cheboi attended college.2 a scholarship in the United States,worked odd jobs to support her family,and discovered her3 for computer science. She4 the success in finding jobs to her computer literacy. She knew she wanted to share it with her5 back home. 

Today,she's giving 4,000 kids the chance for a6 future through her nonprofit, TechLit Africa. The organization uses recycled7 to create technology labs in schools in rural Kenya. 

In 2018,she began8 recycled computers. She started small,carrying the machines to Kenya and9 customs fees and taxes herself. TechLit Africa now works with shipping companies to10 the donated computers so it's more cost11 . The donated hardware is12 to partner schools in rural Kenya,where students aged 4 to 12 receive daily classes and13 opportunities from professionals and gain skills that will help improve their education and prepare them for future jobs. 

"My hope is that when the first TechLit kids graduate from high school,they're able to get a job online14 they will know how to code,"Cheboi said. "The world is your oyster when you are educated. By bringing the resources,by bringing these skills,we are15 the world to them. "