I walked through the door of the office building I worked in. Then I realized that I needed some money so I went to the 1 at the corner of the street.

    As I finished and turned to 2, I saw a wallet on the counter(柜台). The wallet was brown and 3 three hundred dollars, a driver's license, and a 4 card. I didn't know the name on the license, but 5 he was, he was going to be in panic.

    I went home with the wallet. In my apartment, I  6 the online phone book and found no one to 7 the name on the card in the wallet. I really wanted to 8 the man. If it had been my wallet, I would have been sick to my stomach with 9. I 10 the bank card and became 11 in thought. 12 a fresh idea flashed through my mind. On the back was the number to his bank.

"Thank you for 13 Wachovia Bank. Can I help you?" "I found a wallet at one of your bank machines today and I am trying to find the 14." "That's very nice of you, sir. Can you 15 me the number on the card please?" I did what I was told and, "Can you tell me his phone number? I want to contact him to 16 his wallet." "I'm sorry, sir, but we cannot give out the 17 information of our customers." "I understand. Can I give you my telephone number? You could call him and tell him who I am." "I can 18 do that, sir."

I gave her my contact information and hung up. Two days later, a gentleman found me. He 19 thought he would see his wallet again. He was so 20 that he kept saying "thanks" many times.

    I smiled all day long. Doing good for others does good for you.

    One day I was riding on a crowded bus downtown to go to work when it rained suddenly. The windows of the bus were soon 1  and we couldn't see the outside. Everyone was in low spirits. I was sitting next to a man in a business suit and I paid little attention 2  we both got off at the same stop and walked to the same news-stand(报刊亭) to get a morning 3 .

    The man   4  the stand was obviously having a bad day. He was  5  and unsmiling as we bought our papers, which only  6 more gloom (郁闷) to my day. The businessman   7  my eyes and smiled brightly,  8  the news-stand owner for the paper and for being open on such a morning to 9 we were able to get our papers.

    As we went away, I asked this man why he was so  10  to the newsman when he didn't respond to his  11 of thanks and friendliness.The businessman smiled at me and said, “Why would I let someone else 12  what I say and what I feel?”

    We then  13 to go to our own work places. To this day, I still don't know who that businessman was, or where he worked.  14 , I know nothing about him. He appeared briefly in my life and disappeared just as 15  . But I've never forgotten the words he said and his   16   which seemed like a ray of light on a gloomy day.

    That was a good 25 years   17  , but the effect this had on my life has lasted. I have learnt that we cannot control people and   18  we are in, but we can always control our19 to them. That is, it is within our control and our 20 to make such positive decisions and thus to make a positive difference.

    Of the many interactions I had with my mother those many years ago,one stands out with clarity（明理）.I remember the1when mother sent me to the main road,about twenty yards away from our home,to2a passing group of seasonal work-seekers home for a3.She instructed me to take a container along and4dry cow waste for making a fire.I was then to5the meal for the group of work-seekers.

    The6of making an open fire outside at midday,7in a large three-legged pot in that intense heat,was enough to8even an angel.I did not manage to9my feelings from my mother and,after10the group,she called me to the room where she usually sat to11her sewing and knitting.

    Looking straight into my eyes,she said,"Tom,why did you get angry when I12you to prepare a meal for those13people?"Despite my attempt to deny her allegation（责怪）,and using the14of the fire and the sun as a(n)15for my behaviour,mother,giving me a16look,said “Lonao ga lo na nko”一“A foot has no nose”.It means: you cannot detect what17may lie ahead of you.

    Had I18to provide this group of people a meal,it may have happened that,in my travels some time in the future,I19myself at the mercy of those very individuals.As if that was not enough to20me,mother continued, "Motho ke motho ka motho yo mongwe."The literal meaning:“A person is a person because of another person.”

    I used to believe in the American Dream, which meant a job, a mortgage (按揭), credit cards, and success. I wanted it and worked toward it like everyone else, all of us 1 chasing the same thing.

    One year, through a series of unhappy events, it all fell 2. I found myself homeless and 3. I had my truck and $ 56. I 4 the countryside for some place I could rent for the 5 possible amount. I came upon a shabby house four miles up a winding mountain road over the Potomac River in West Virginia. It was 6, full of broken glass and rubbish. I found the owner, rented it, and 7 a corner to camp in.

    The locals knew nothing about me, 8 slowly, they started teaching me the 9 of being a neighbor. They dropped off blankets, candles, and tools, and began sticking around to 10. They started to teach me a belief in a 11 American Dream – not the one of individual achievement but of 12 .

    What I had believed in, all those things I thought were 13for a civilized life, were nonexistent in this place. Up on the 14 , my most valuable possessions were my 15 with my neighbors.

    Four years later, I moved back into 16. I saw many people were having a really hard time, 17 their jobs and homes. I managed to rent a big enough house to 18 a handful of people. There are four of us now in the house, but over time I've had nine people come in and move on to other places. We'd all be in 19 if we hadn't banded together.

    The American Dream I believe in now is a shared one. It's not so much about what I can get for myself; it's about 20 we can all survive together.

    Mrs. Walker sat down at her desk and sighed. "OK. Tell me, Winston, how your homework became part of the ecosystem."

    "Yesterday," he began, "after I finished my math homework, I needed a(n) 1. So I took out my bubblegum tape(泡泡糖) to 2. Michael and I are having a contest."

    "Yes." 3 Michael, "We are."

    "I thought the more gum, the bigger the bubble. I kept 4 gum and my bubble kept growing. Pretty soon I was blowing bubbles so big they 5 my face."

    "Wow!" one girl behind him exclaimed in whisper.

    "Then it 6. I blew a bubble as big as a beachball." He 7 his arms over his head to show how big it was."

    Some kids murmured in disbelief. But Winston 8 them and went on.

    "All of a sudden a gust of wind 9 the bubble right out of my mouth! The bubble 10 over my desk and out the window. As it sailed away, I noticed something yellow stuck to it. Like paper. Then I noticed my 11 was missing."

    "So?" Mrs. Walker asked.

    "I ran after it into Mrs. Roosevelt's garden—she lives next door. I saw her cat 12 the bubble. The bubble broke. All I saw then was the cat running madly away.

    "Mrs. Roosevelt helped me search the 13. But my homework was nowhere to be seen."

    Mrs. Walker did not look 14. Shaking her head, she said, "15, Winston, why didn't you just tell me that the homework was 16 and…"

    Just then, the office assistant walked in with an envelope addressed to Winston.

    Everyone watched him open the envelope and take out his 17 homework page and a note that said, "For Winston's teacher."

    Winston must have 18 to turn this in. He's responsible. I have no idea how his homework got stuck to my cat, but I'm sure Winston can give you a(n) 19.

Mrs. Roosevelt

    Mrs. Walker 20. "It was all true!"

    "Yes, Madam". Winston said quietly.

    Every time I passed boys who were playing basketball, I stopped to silently watch them. I really 1them. But as a girl, I once thought that I could never play basketball.

    I like playing basketball though I'm not good at it. I've had a basketball2 I was a child. At first, I could play freely because no one3when I was just a kid. But as I grew up, it seemed harder and harder for me to enjoy basketball.

    At school, it was always the boys who played basketball during PE classes. The girls were 4allowed to play volleyball or badminton.

    My parents did not 5 me play basketball at home. "Basketball is not fit for girls," they said. 6 when I went to play basketball with my friends, boys 7 at me on the court as if I were an alien.

    I was feeling8  and had lost hope of playing basketball. 9 , something changed the first day of high school. I made some friends who also enjoyed playing basketball. They 10me to get back on the court.

    One of them told me with a smile, "Go your own11, let others talk." This girl would always play basketball with me. Even the boy who sat next to me in class talked about12with me almost every day. I was inspired by them. Confidence and passion 13to my heart. I am ready to stand up and play. I will play as well as I can, 14 for me, even the sky is boundless (无垠的).

    Basketball has become an important part of my 15. I am interested in it. I watch matches and enjoy playing almost every day. Through basketball, not only do I feel happy and confident, but also16 a lot.

    I've heard the NBA star Tracy McGrady say, "Nothing is impossible." It is from an advertisement on TV. I have 17to realize that life is just like playing basketball. You should have an18. After that, just be confident and 19 going. Never give up and you'll make it sooner or later. I love the motto of the NBA. It can 20 my strong feelings for basketball, "I love this game!"