One sunny afternoon, a seven-year-old girl went for a walk. She crossed a large area of grassland into the woods 1 she realized that she was lost.

    Sitting on a rock and2what to do, she began crying.  After a while. She3 to walk along a wide path lined with tall trees and thick bushes.4 it was getting dark, she saw a small, dark wooden house. She opened the door and 5 stepped in. Suddenly, she heard a strange noise, and she ran out the door and back to the 6. Cold and tired, she fell asleep near a 7.

    The girl's parents were out and her dog, Laddy, was at home. Laddy8 that his mistrees（女主人）was in danger. He jumped 9 a window, breaking the glass. He looked in the fields. But he couldn't find his mistress anywhere. However, from the ground came a 10 scent (气味) as he lowered his head. He 11the scent and walked across the grassland. Barking 12 into the air, the dog 13 through the woods until he found the 14. But the girl was not there, so he headed back to the woods. Much to his 15 , he saw his mistress' blue shirt in the distance. He 16 over some bushes and saw the little stream, where the girl was 17.

    When she opened her eyes and18 her dog standing beside her, the girl said, “you 19me, Laddy,” and she kissed him several times. Seeing their daughter and dog coming back, the parents burst into tears of20 . That night Laddy had a heror's supper: a huge meal of steak

    “Everything happens for the best,” my mother said whenever I faced 1. “If you can 2, one day something good will happen. And you'll realize that it wouldn't have happened if it were not for that 3 disappointment.”

    Mother was right, which I 4 after graduating from college in 1932. I had decided to try for a/an 5in radio, then work my 6 up to sports announcer. I hitchhiked（搭便车） to Chicago and knocked on the door of every station and got 7 every time.

    In one studio, a kind lady told me that big stations couldn't risk hiring 8 persons. “Go out in the sticks and find a 9 station that'll give you a chance,” she said.

    I went home to Dixon, Illinois. While there was no radio-announcing jobs in Dixon, my father said Montgomery Ward had opened a store and wanted a local athlete to manage its sports department. Since Dixon was 10 I had played high school football, I 11. The job sounded just right for me. But I wasn't 12.

    My disappointment 13. Although I didn't say anything, Mom reminded, “Everything happens for the best.” Dad 14me the car to job hunt. I tried WOC Radio in Davenport, Iowa. The program director, a wonderful Scotsman named Peter MacArthur, told me they had 15 hired an announcer.

    As I left his office, my 16 boiled over（沸溢，发怒）. I asked aloud, “How can a fellow get to be a 17 announcer if he can't get a job in a radio station?”

    I was waiting for the elevator when I heard MacArthur 18, “What was that you said about sports? Do you know anything about football?” Then he stood me before a 19 and asked me to broadcast an 20 game.

    This is so easy, inexpensive, and has always brought either of two 1: a look of shock or a big smile. I am a cane(手杖) walking senior lady with mobility 2, especially in cold weather but I have a sharp 3 for useful bargains and since I still 4, I can do this without having to get in and out of the car to help people.

    Here is how it "works". When I see gloves, warm hats and scarves on sale (new or in good condition from a second-hand store), I buy them very 5. If laundering(洗涤)is 6, I do it to 7 tiny stains, so everything looks good.

    I have a large basket that I keep in the passenger side of my car and I "file" these things in it, where I can 8 reach over and get whatever I determine is most 9 for someone who is without and out in the cold.

    I am always 10 of things and people around me in parking lots and along the walkways of my small hometown. But when I see someone obviously 11 and without what will help them, I 12 beside them, roll down my 13, and ask if they will 14 and wear all three things or whatever is needed...and then as they stare at me in 15, I always add: "I have things right here in my 16 to share. Please me by 17 them to stay warm when you are outside."

    Not yet have I 18 hostility (敌意)or felt in any danger, but since so many of the items are "cheerful" colors, I often see the persons I gave them to walking down the street. It 19 my heart to know that my items are being used and 20.

    It was December 22. The bitter wind swept the countless snowflakes across my front yard. My dad was there sweeping the 1. His nose was red as a cherry. With every breath he took, a white puff 2 into the air.

    Inside, my mother was 3 the last of the boxes. As I entered the front door, the 4 that after today I wouldn't enter through that door 5 again burned a hole in my stomach. I picked up my dog and sat Indian style with him in my lap on the 6, wooden floor. I had no 7 but to sit on the floor, for there was no longer any furniture occupying my house. I sat there in a daze (恍惚), just 8. There was no reason for my parents to make me, a once 912-year-old kid, 10. I had two best friends right across the street; I did well in school and I always kept my room clean. 11, this was "my house". By no means did I want a couple of 12 living here. These recurring (重复) thoughts danced around in my mind and I couldn't find a(n) 13.

    Out of the front window I could see the orange top of a truck pulling in the cleaned driveway and I knew it was the other U-Haul. Instantly three men came 14through the back door like World War III was starting.

    I watched 15 as the men, my mother and my dad loaded the truck. My dog even winced(畏缩)as he stared out of the window. I wondered if he was 16, too, or if he just wished to play outside in the snow.

    My mum came in, looking solemn(凝重)for my sake, I imagined. She turned 17 the overhead light, put the 18 in my arm and followed me out of the back door. A totally 19 feeling filled my inside. For the first time in my life, I wondered what 20would be to me tomorrow.

    It's not easy for me to forget the guy, whom I call Bean. For the past year and a half, I1Bean almost every workday morning. In the beginning I2Bean. After all, he's just a beggar on the freeway off-ramp (匝道) who3people at a stoplight that seems to always be red.

    Over time a few things dawned on me. The first was that it was always the4guy at this off-ramp. The next was that he never actually5anything. He just danced and waved at everyone. Then6, and perhaps the most important, was that he was ALWAYS7. Some days he was dancing and playing a guitar. Most days he'd wave a cardboard at cars, smiling.

    Bean slowly became part of my8routine(常规). I noticed this one day, only because he wasn't there and9danced and waved at me. I10him. I worried something had happened to him. I11to look for him every morning as I came down the ramp to that red light.

    One morning, after one of these12, I was so relieved to see him that it was like the sun had come out after a week-long storm. I sat at the red light, watching his morning13. I realized that I, too, was smiling and14myself waving back. Wow, something as15as a wave brought16to my whole day. I finished the drive to work that morning, feeling lighter and happier.

    I17you now. Look around you. Look at your life, your surroundings, and18just your grocery store with eyes that truly see. What19lies in front of you. Do you have a Bean in your life you haven't noticed yet? Watch for them. They will20your life in ways you can't even dream.

Like many young people, 11－year－old Sean Lesniak is fascinated with sharks. However, little Sean was not only 1 in learning about them and watching them, but also tried his best to help them 2.

Sean's passion for sharks started very 3 in life. When Sean was just 3 years old, while watching Shark Week, he 4 that people did away with many sharks just to use their fins (鳍) for 5！ It is estimated (估计) that more than 100 million sharks are 6 around the world each year. He could 7 believe this was happening. As Sean's interest and passion for sharks 8, he wanted to take action to keep sharks from killing. And he decided to 9 at home when he learned that his state of Massachusetts didn't have a10 that prevented shark killing! Sean wrote a letter to his state representative, David Nangle, asking him to introduce a law that would 11 shark killing in their state. In his letter, Sean included a hand drawn shark with its fin 12 for eating. After a few 13, he was able to speak to Representative Nangle, who agreed to 14 the bill (法案) and in June, 2014 it became a law! Massachusetts is now one of the 10 states in America that have forbidden shark killing. Since then, Sean has focused his 15on helping sharks, working with Shark Biologist, Dr Greg Skomal.

He is also now 16 about helping to protect sea turtles in his state. And guess what Sean wants to be 17 he grows up. A shark biologist of course! Sean's 18 show how young people can make a big difference in the world. His advice to other youth is "if you feel strong about something and if you believe you can do it, you should try your best to make it 19. " He has set a good 20 to young people all over the world.