Since 1985, Johnny Jennings, 86, has1local churches and businesses to collect paper, which he brings to a recycling center for money. But2putting those earnings in his own bank account, he sends every dollar to Georgia Baptist Children's Homes & Family Ministries. Once a year, he'll give the organization a check, which is3between $10,000 and $35,000. By 2016, that 4to $400,000.

    Jennings5himself to helping Georgia Baptist Children's Homes & Family Ministries after his first visit there when he was 18. “When I was about to6, these three little boys7me by the knees and said, ‘Will you be my daddy?'” Jennings recalled. “And I said I'll do8I can. That took my 9, right there.”

    These days, Jennings' recycling has turned into a community 10. After he's made his own rounds recycling paper from businesses and churches, he'll find more11waiting for him at home. Community members12other recyclables at his house so he can13them, along with books, food, clothes, and other items to 14.

    Recycling centers typically pay15one-half to three cents per pound of paper, but in 201616, he sold more than 400,000 pounds of paper and 51,000 aluminum cans, and17more than 32,000 pennies.18the course of 32 years he's recycled more than 9.8 million pounds of paper,19about 79,000 trees in the process.

    Jennings says he's20to continue raising money for charity as long as his health allows. “If you got it to give, give it away,” he said.

All Quiet in a Darkened Library

    After my mother died, my father, who was 75 at the time, began to regularly visit the local library in Epping. He loved going there1 he enjoyed reading different kinds of books, especially reading the newspapers on Saturdays. The library had a small area, where the soft carpet, folding chairs and lap desks 2a comfortable space for independent reading. My dad would sit there for hours. This particular wintery Saturday, at about 12 noon, after being there for two hours, my dad 3 that it was very quiet and darker than usual. He looked around, realizing that all the staff had left and he had been 4locked in.

    My dad was a “panic merchant” at the best of times, so I can only 5 what he was like when this happened. The doors had been locked from the outside and he had no way 6 He must have felt completely at a 7 since he didn't know some 8 for handling this kind of crazy situation. My dad looked at the noticeboards to try to find a 9 phone number—a staff member or someone he could ring to help let him out—but without 10 So he rang the police station and they kindly got in touch with the head librarian.

    The head librarian immediately rang my dad back at the library, and 11that she would be soon there. She tried to 12 him and even explained how he could make a coffee if he wished. This was very nice, but my dad was in too much of a “13” to do so.

    Thankfully, the head librarian arrived 14 the hour and let my dad out. She apologized for the15it had caused my father and sent my father back home in person. We were very grateful, since she could easily have been16at having to come back to work. The next day my dad seemed to17 from this accident. He almost forgot all about the unpleasantness, and even found his experience quite 18.

    I guess the entire staff now makes extra sure that the library is 19 before they leave. What's more, my dad has learned an important lesson by himself—never again became quite so20in his reading.

    The king's Elephant-keeper had a Dog, who often went into the house where the king's Elephant lived. At first the Dog went there to get the 1 that was left after the Elephant had 2eating. Day after day they became great 3. The Elephant began to share his food with the Dog, and they 4 and played together.

    One day a 5 saw the Dog. He loved the Dog, so he 6the Dog and took him away from the Elephant-keeper. The Elephant 7 the Dog and did not want to eat. The next 8, the king knew it. He sent his servant to find out why the Elephant was 9 in that way.

    The servant went to 10 the Elephant-keeper, "Why does the Elephant look so 11?" The keeper answered, "There was a Dog who was the Elephant's friend but he 12 yesterday."

    "Do you know 13 he is now?" asked the servant.

    "No, I do not," said the keeper.

    Then the servant went back to the king and said, "The Elephant is not sick, but he is 14 without his friend, the Dog. A farmer took him away, but nobody knows where the farmer 15."

    "Well," said the king, "I'll send 16 all over the country, asking the farmer to turn him 17. I'll give him as much money as he paid for the Dog."

    When the farmer 18 this, he turned him loose. The Dog ran back as 19 as he could. The Elephant was so 20 to see the Dog that he picked him up and put him on his head.

    All the rest of their lives the Elephant and the Dog lived together.

    It was Mother's Day and I was shopping at the local supermarket with my five-year-old son, Tenyson. As we were1, we realized that only minutes earlier an 2woman had fallen over at the entrance and hit her head on the ground.3was with her, but there was blood everywhere and the woman was embarrassed and clearly in shock.4, a lot of people stopped to help out.

    5we were walking towards the scene, Tenyson became very6about what had happened to the elderly couple. He7to me," Mom, it's not much fun falling over in front of 8."Seeing that there was a flower stall (摊位) at the front of the supermarket, he added, "Why shouldn't we9the lady a flower? It will make her feel better." I was10that he'd come up with this11 idea. So we went over and told the flower seller12we wanted. "Just take it," she replied. "I13take your money for such a wonderful14."

    By now medical staff had arrived, and were15the injured woman. We gave the flower to the woman's husband and I told him it was16my son. At that, the old man started crying and said, "Thank you very much." He then turned to me, "You have a 17son. Happy Mother's Day to you."

    The man bent down and gave his wife the flower, telling her who it was from.18being badly hurt, the old lady looked up at Tenyson with19in her eyes and gave him a little20.

    I lifted my wet woollen gloves to my face and wiped the snowflakes from my eyes. I could not feel my nose and my 1 formed a thick fog in the air. The biting wind was making me 2 I was fed up! I didn't want to be here. I wanted to go home. But Mum and Dad had 3 me to go for a Sunday afternoon walk in the park. I could see my 4 in the snowy path, like a trail of breadcrumbs(一串面包屑) in the forest showing me the way 5. I stopped and listened to my 6. I could 7 the wind crying like a homeless dog hungry for a delicious 8. The once-green tree 9, which used to wave gently in the breeze, had become bare, and the grass was covered with a 10 blanket of fresh snow. Then I saw a broken spider's web shining golden beneath a pale sun. My breath was like silky soft 11 floating up into the freezing cold air.

    Suddenly there was Mum, 12 handing me a big cup of hot chocolate. Her big smile immediately 13 my heart.

    "Here you are, Jo. This will keep you 14," she said as she placed a comforting arm around my shoulders and 15 her cheek against mine.

    I slowly took a mouthful of the hot 16 and felt it slowly dripping down my throat like lava(熔岩) 17down a mountainside. My wet woollen gloves were now warm, not 18. My breath warmed, and I was 19fed up or cold. I was happy and 20.

    Once there was a girl, named Kate. She was very polite and ready to help everybody. One day she found a pink paper bag on the way to school. She opened it and saw there was a lot of 1 in it. She thought she should hand it in to the teacher, so she 2 it in her schoolbag.

    When she went to the teacher's office, her teacher wasn't 3. As it was time for class, she hurried to the classroom. After class, she told her friend, Mary, about the money that she 4. Then, her greedy (贪婪的) friend took away the bag. After school, Kate wanted to go to the 5 office again, but she found the money was missing.

    The next day when the children were playing a game, Mary fell down and was hurt very badly. The other children stood around her and didn't know 6 to do. Kate kept calm and did something to stop bleeding. She told the others to go to teachers for 7. Soon a teacher took Mary to the 8 and the doctor examined her carefully. Within a week she was all right again. Kate became very popular in the school.

    Two weeks later Mary came to Kate's house. Her eyes were red. She was crying. She gave Kate the 9 paper bag with the money in it and said. “Kate, I have taken the money away. That day when you helped me, I felt very sad and now I decide to tell you the 10, you are such a nice friend! 11 Please don't tell the school about this please!” Then Kate said, “You are now 12, but you have done a bad thing. Though I will not tell anyone, I want you not to be greedy and 13 to do anything wrong.” The girl thanked Kate and 14.

    At the end of the term, Kate was given a 15 for being a very helpful girl in the school. Mary became an honest girl and was never greedy again.

Once wrong, never be wrong forever.