There is a well-known story about a farmer1 found an eagle(鹰) egg. The story reminds us of the importance of developing our full potential(潜力).

    One day, a hardworking 2 found an eagle's egg lying on the ground of his farm. He was in a hurry 3 he paid no attention to it and 4placed it together with all the chicken eggs. After several days, the egg hatched(孵化）and the little eagle 5 into the world.

    The eagle thought he was 6 same as the other chickens, 7 the eagle pecked(啄食）and dug for worms. He ran about and sometimes jumped around, flying a few 8 in the air like the chickens. Over the years, the eagle grew old and tired. One day he saw a splendid bird 9 overhead, and asked, “ 10 is that?” “That's the king of the 11— the bald eagle,” replied a chicken. “The sky is her home. We're chickens -- our home is 12 the farm.”

    And so the eagle lived and died 13 a chicken, for that's what he believed he was.

    Are you an eagle tha 14 like a chicken? 15 , many people have great talents bu 16 bring them to use. Actually, we 17 make our talents take off by developing our character strengths. Suppose there was a young man who 18 in the world. He asked questions about his environment, explored new neighborhoods where he lived, and soon he mentally mapped out the city he lived in. He used his curiosity to make the 19 of his talents for spatial(空间的）intelligence.

    When we use our character strengths, we will 20 that we are eagles.

    It was unusually quiet in the emergency room on December 25. I didn't think there would be any 1 , sighing (叹息)about having to work on Christmas. Just then five bodies 2at my desk, a pale woman and four children.

    “Are you all3?” I asked. “Yes,” she said weakly and lowered her head.

    But when it came to 4their problems, things got a little strange. They all claimed to have headaches, but the headaches weren't 5by the normal body language of holding the head or trying to keep it still.

    Something was wrong. Our hospital policy,6, was not to turn away any patient. I explained it might be a little while 7a doctor saw her. She responded immediately, even a bit 8“Take your time,” and then added, “It's warm in here.”

    Then, I checked their registration（登记，注册） form out of curiosity. No address—they were  9.The waiting room was warm. I went back to the nurses' station and mentioned we had a homeless 10in the waiting room. The nurses, complaining of11on Christmas, turned to sympathy for a family just trying to get 12on Christmas. The team went into action, much as we do when there's a 13emergency. But this was a Christmas emergency.

    We were all 14a free meal on Christmas Day, so we took back that meal and prepared a big dinner for our15.We needed presents. We 16from different departments candies, fruits and other things 17that could be presents. Just like we 18the physical needs of the patients, our team worked to meet the needs of a family who just wanted to be warm on Christmas.

    19, as the family walked to the door to 20, the mother came running back, gave me a hug and whispered, “Thanks for being our angels today.”

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    I was a single parent of four small children, working at a low-paid job. Money was always tight, but we had a 1 over our heads, food on the table, clothes on our backs, and if not a lot, always 2. Not knowing we were poor, my kids(孩子们) just thought I was 3. I've always been glad about that.

    It was Christmas time, and although there wasn't 4 for a lot of gifts, we planned to celebrate with a family party. But the big 5 for the kids was the fun of Christmas 6.

    They planned weeks ahead of time, asking 7 what they wanted for Christmas. Fortunately, I had saved $120 for 8 to share by all five of us.

    The big 9 arrived. I gave each kid a twenty-dollar bill and 10 them to look for gifts of about four dollars each. Then everyone scattered(散开). We had two hours to shop; then we would 11 back at the “Santa's Workshop”.

    Driving home, everyone was in high Christmas spirits, 12 my younger daughter, Ginger, who was unusually 13. She had only one small, flat bag with a few candies—fifty-cent candies! I was so angry, but I didn't say anything 14 we got home. I called her into my bedroom and closed the door,15 to be angry again. This is what she told me.

     “I was looking 16 thinking of what to buy, and I 17 to read the little cards on the ‘Giving Trees.' One was for a little girl, four years old, and all she 18 for Christmas was a doll. So I took the card off the tree and 19 the doll for her. We have so much and she doesn't have anything.”

    I never felt so 20 as I did that day.

    Our teachers tried teaching us about death during nursing training. As a student nurse, I knew I would see death in my1. I had no idea of the2it would have on me,3.

    The first person I saw die was an elderly man, John, who had been4for weeks. His heart was5and the health－care team was keeping him comfortable and6his symptoms. He had stopped speaking days before but was still awake at times, and his7when we spoke to him was beautiful.

    When I came on to the8one morning, the night staff said he had deteriorated (恶化) overnight and had9left to leave. A trained nurse and I gave him a bed bath, shaved him and changed his sheets. For the next six hours I10his hand and talked to him. The doctor came in regularly and asked if he needed more pain relief but he seemed11most of the time. He only12opened his eyes to smile at me. Early in the afternoon the nurse came back in and we washed his face and13his hair. As she was just about to leave the room, she stroked his hair and said:" Oh John, just14." Minutes later, he did.

    It has been 20 years since John's death. I have seen15deaths in my time nursing. I have seen staff go far beyond the16of their jobs to17that a patient has as good a death as possible. I remember some of the other faces, but none is quite as18as John's. He, and the professionals who were19him, taught me that it20how we treat those who are dying.

The Power of Kindness

    Leo Kellner loves helping people in the sweetest way possible­by baking them cakes and pies. The 99-year-old man from Hastings, Nebraska, 1 his wife in 2012. They had been together for 72 years.

    Since his wife passed away, Kellner took up 2as a way to give back to the community. "I didn't know what to do with myself ," Kellner said. "I was 3 all the time, and I thought I'd better do something that could make me get out of the 4and be good to the community as well, and that's how it started."

    That first year, Kellner made 144 pies for people in need. He 5 community organizations to let them know he'd like to connect with families having a 6 time. Kellner then started reaching out to those families, getting to know them, and baking up some lovely cakes and pies during their time of need.

    What he did made him 7 known around the communities. And whenever people met him, they showed their 8 to him.

    "I regard everybody as a  9­ I love everybody even people that gave me an unpleasant time when things were going hard for me.

    Born in 1918, Kellner lived 10 the Great Depression, when his family lost their farm. Kellner had to move from state to state as a teenager looking for possible 11 on farms to make a living. "I knew what it was to be 12 , and a lot of times we just had vegetables and flour mixed up together;" he said. "So as long as I can do it, I will lend a helping hand."

    And Kellner's made quite a/an 13 . "I've got friends from all over," he said. "I've gotten thank-you cards from Alaska". Through his baking, Kellner has helped the 14 a lot.

    15 is powerful. Children begin to learn to cook so they can spread 16  just as he does. Kellner believes that this interest to give to everyone just might be the secret to a long, 17 life.

    Life constantly presents us with opportunities to take an extra step or do a kind deed that will make a 18 . And the wonderful thing is that as we do, it changes things for the 19 for us too. Kindness is also a kind of noble cycle. It twice blessed; it blesses him who 20 , and him who receives.

The Gift of Forgiveness

    The summer I turned 16, my father gave me his old 69 Chevy Malibu convertible. What did I know about classic cars? For me, the important thing was that Hannah and I could1around Tucson with the top down.

    Hannah was my best friend, a year younger but much2. That summer she3with a modeling agency, doing catalog and runway work.

    A month after my birthday, Hannah and I went to the movies. On the way home, we4at the McDonald's drive-through, putting the fries in the space between us to5. "Let's ride around awhile," I said. It was a clear night, hot, full moon hanging low over the desert. Taking a curve (弯) too6, I ran over some dirt and fishtailed. I then moved quickly through a neighbor's landscape wall and drove into a full-grown palm tree. The front wheel came to rest halfway7the tree trunk.

    There were French fries on the floor, the dash (仪表盘) and my lap. An impossible amount of8was on Hannah's face, pieces of skin hanging around her eyes. We were taken in separate ambulances. In the emergency room, my parents spoke quietly: "Best plastic surgeon (整容医生) in the city…but it is more likely the9of her modeling career…"

    We'd been wearing lap belts,10the car didn't have shoulder belts. I'd broken my cheekbone on the steering wheel; Hannah's11had split wide open on the dash. What would I say to her?

    When her mother, Sharon, came into my hospital room, I started to cry, preparing myself for her12. She sat beside me and took my hand. "I drove into the back of the car of my best friend when I was your age," she said. "I completely13her car and mine."

    "I'm so sorry," I said.

    "You're both14," she said. "Everything else doesn't matter." I started to explain, and Sharon stopped me. "I15you. Hannah will too."

    Sharon's forgiveness allowed Hannah and me to get back in the car together that summer, to stay16throughout high school and college, to be in each other's weddings. I think of her gift of forgiveness every time I tend to feel angry about someone for a perceived(可感知到的)17, and whenever I see Hannah. The scars (伤疤) are now18and no one else would notice, but in the sunlight I can still19the faint, shiny skin just below her hairline—for20, a sign of forgiveness.