I moved to a new neighborhood two months ago. In the house with a large 1 across the road lived a taxi driver, a single parent with two school-aged children. At the end of the day, he would2 his taxi on the road. I3 why he did not park it in the garage.

    Then one day I learnt that he had another car in his garage. In the afternoon he would come home 4work, leave his taxi and go out for his 5 affairs in his other car, not in his taxi. I felt it was6.

    I was curious to see his personal car but did not make it until I 7 to be outside one evening two weeks later, when the garage door was8 and he drove out in his “own” car: a Rolls-Royce（劳斯莱斯）! It shook me completely 9 I realized what that meant. You see, he was a taxi driver. But deep inside, he saw himself as something else: a Rolls-Royce owner and a（n）10 . He drove others in his taxi but himself and his children in his Rolls-Royce. For him, a taxi was just something he drove for a living. Rolls-Royce was something he drove for a (n）11.

    We go to bed every night and 12 every morning as parents or children, not as bankers, CEOs or professors. We go for a party as close friends or go for a vacation as a 13. We love life as it is. Yet often, we base our entire happiness and success on how high we 14 the social ladder（梯子）And we never use our Rolls-Royce, by keeping it dusty in our garage. We should focus more on 15we are than what we do!

阅读下面短文，从短文后各题所给的四个选项（A、B、C和D）中，选出可填入空白处的最佳选项。

    As I walked down the hall on the last day of the school year, I watched wide-eyed as my fellow students 1their drawers into the dustbins in front of the hall. Paper flew in all directions; broken shelves were 2 everywhere.

    Suddenly, I came up with an idea: my school really needed a 3 programme. I believed that one person could make a 4so I wrote out my recycling5 As I told the schoolmaster about my 6 my heart was beating wildly.

    With her agreement and encouragement, I would 7 cardboard boxes in the library, offices and classrooms to 8 papers, magazines and newspapers.

    That night, I designed a dozen 9and planned to arrive at school early to stick them up and hand out 10to classrooms on Monday. But when I arrived, I was very disappointed－the night-watchman had 11down all of the cardboard boxes I had saved. I was so upset. I began searching for other boxes, but I met with 12 success.

    A few days later,13 my English teacher took me into the new computer lab, and before my eyes sat a 14of cardboard boxes. I am sure I was the 15 person in the world when I saw these boxes. These were the boxes that the new computers had arrived in, and they were the16size.

    I rolled my recycling rubbish bins to the dining room, stuck up my posters, and17made an announcement18 the loudspeaker, letting the whole school know they now had a(n)19 about what would happen to their unwanted papers, cans and bottles.

    Since that day, recycling has become part of everyday life at my school. Students and teachers now take active 20 to save trees and other natural resources.

    I had just arrived in this Asian country for a one-year teaching position. One day, I took the subway to visit some ancient palaces and temples in the downtown. The following account of what happened to me has taught me much about culture 1.

    Since all the 2 were taken, I stood. Suddenly, I felt someone pulling on my bag. 3 I probably was in someone's way, I moved over slightly. But in one quick motion(动作), I felt my bag removed from my back, and in a flash it was 4. I turned around to see who the thief was. I looked at the people standing behind me, but didn't see my bag or any 5. My heart sank and I began to 6.

    I glanced around the car only to find directly across from me was an elderly lady, and sitting on her lap was my 7. I tried to get it back from her lap. But as I began to 8 it up, she quickly grabbed(抓住) it back and held onto it. I looked around at the people standing beside me, and those sitting beside her, but no one took any 9 of the situation. Trying not to cause a(an) 10, I tried to negotiate through gestures. I used my hands as best as I could, but she 11 my requests for my bag and pointed to my back. She picked up my bag, showing how 12 it was. I finally began to understand. She was holding my bag to13 me.

    At the next stop, a middle-aged woman got on the crowded subway. Another elderly woman sitting down took her bag, 14 it on her lap. They didn't talk; 15 this older woman was more than pleased to sit with this stranger's bag on her lap throughout her journey.

    As the subway pulled into the main downtown station and I was getting ready to get off, the woman 16 handed me back my bag. But 17 I had a chance to thank her, she had disappeared into the crowd.

    Sadly, this considerate custom was more 18 to me than if I had been robbed. Everyone back home had heard of being robbed—that was 19 city behavior—but having a stranger hold onto someone's bag out of 20, in a city of twelve million people—that was truly unusual.

    "When I grow up, I want to be a mountain climber," Jack, my four-year-old son, announce. My husband, Jack and I are now 1 Cradle Mountain. Here the sky is clear and the plants are green. We don't know how our kid will progress, but we're 2 to give it a go.

    Usually some parents, me included, would 3 that bushwalking would present a great opportunity for disaster. However, we couldn't be more 4. We are swallowed up (吞没) by the 5 of the nature.

    My husband and I 6 glances (眼色) as Jack runs ahead of us. He keeps a confident and steady (稳的) 7, staying three or four meters ahead of us. Who is this kid 8 us through the bush? This can't be the same boy who won't play outside 9 someone keeps him company (陪伴).

    "Hey, look at this!" Jack cries, pointing at a 10 in a tree. "Who lives here? It may be a snake's 11." His dad and I 12 and look on, nodding and predicting (预测) who might call the tree home. Before reaching a 13, Jack is off again, keeping a distance between himself and us.

    I think about how I have often felt 14 as a parent. Frequently I find myself 15 to cross the tricky (棘手的) pass of boyhood: "Why won't this child 16? Why won't he do as he is told? Why is he so 17?" Yet, here we find ourselves in the wilderness, and the boy is showing us the 18. The world is unfolding before him, and he is crossing it with 19 and natural curiosity, and as his parents, we are only 20 on his journey, following in his size 12 footsteps.

    Back in 1981 I was working at the University of Bonn in Germany. I 1 some time off in early May to 2 a friend in Viterbo, in central Italy.

    The train stopped in Rome. I was 3, as my hotel was close to the railway station. The next morning, I 4 to visit as many of the famous Roman landmarks as possible.

    The following day I headed back to the 5, planning to take a short ride to Viterbo. When I arrived at the station and tried to 6 the correct platform, I quickly realized that the station was 7 for an upgrade (升级). For a moment my mind went 8. My biggest 9 was my luggage—my suitcase and hand luggage were heavy, so I couldn't 10 about easily. I dragged my suitcase about 100 meters to a nearby worker. A tall man of about 50 years of age was working there and I 11 myself and asked where the nearest station was. I was sure that he did not understand me 12, but he could easily guess that I was looking for a station. He 13, but I did not understand.

    He smiled and said something, which I 14 meant "Come along!" He opened the door of his car, motioned to me to get 15 and then drove for a few minutes to the next station. I got out, unloaded my luggage, then shook his hand with 16. He smiled back and drove away.

    There was no time for us to 17 names. I understood that he was in the 18 of his work. I was 19 so much by his generosity (慷慨) that I have never forgotten him. He was working and could have easily 20 me but, instead, he chose to help.

    Thank you, Mr Italy!

Not everyone around is easy to get on well with in your life. I've always tried to keep my 1 from people who are rude, aggressive and mean. But sometimes we can't 2 having contact with people who might not have our best interests at heart.

Last summer, I became involved with a(n) 3 co­worker who was at a bad spot in his life. I had a lot of 4 for him and decided to help him 5 this tough time, so I tried my best to tolerate his rudeness when he lost his temper. However, just like a swimmer drowning in a pool, he grabbed on and ended up drowning me when I 6 and tried to rescue him. His rudeness gradually was out of 7. One night, when I got up to get a glass of water, he started yelling at me to get back into my bedroom. I did as I was told but I was not happy about it. He 8 my change in mood and asked what was wrong. But when I told him his behavior toward me was 9 and that I was very hurt by the way he had treated me, he was surprised. He could not understand his actions had a bad 10 on me. He told me he didn't have anything 11 me and that there was no need for me to 12 it. I used examples from his life of things that had hurt him and then tried to make the 13 that the same things also made me unfriendly. I said, "I always treat you with patience, understanding and kindness, but you haven't treated me with 14 respect." He was silent after listening to my words. What I had said might 15 him.

People only change if they want to change. I didn't know whether he would change his opinion or not in the future.