Who do you think came up with the idea for the Paralympics (残奥会)？The man who organized the sporting events which became the Paralympic Games1was a doctor，Ludwig Guttmann.

      In  his  teens，Ludwig  Guttmann  was  interested  in medicine and worked as a2in a hospital.Then he3from medical school and became a doctor when he was 25 years old.

        Ludwig Guttmann4a successful career for the next  few years.5 ， because Ludwig Guttmann and his family  were Jews，life in Germany was becoming very6for them. In 1938 Ludwig Guttmann7to the UK with his  family where he continued his research8the best way to  treat patients.

      The Second World War was going on and there were a lot of soldiers9in the fighting.Often they10the use of their legs and needed11and help.The disabled soldiers were often12and angry for they couldn't really live a normal life.Ludwig Guttmann used his new13to look after their injuries and he also tried to give them emotional strength.

       Ludwig Guttmann14taking part in sports could help a person's body as well as his mind and began to use15 as a treatment to help his patients.He wanted to give them back their self­respect and dignity and16them to take part in sports.

       In 1948 the hospital held a sporting event called “The International Wheelchair Games”．By 1952 the event began to17bigger with disabled athletes from other countries attending.By 1960 the games were called the International Stoke Mandeville  Games  and they  were  held  in  Rome alongside the18Summer Olympics.By 1968 there were 750 athletes from 29 different countries.Ludwig Guttmann himself died in 1980，even19the games were called “Paralympics”，but there is no20that he is the founder and father of the Paralympic Games.It's thanks to his hard work that we are all able to enjoy the Paralympics.

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    My wife and I were attending a wedding at St. John's Church. The sound of 1rang to the heavens as the ceremony continued.

    At the church, I 2an old friend, Casper, who happened to be at the3. Now 73, Casper was a brilliant and 4softball pitcher（投球手）back in the Men's Leagues of Philadelphia in the mid-60s. I did not 5the now silver-haired fellow until my brother-in-law John mentioned his name to me！After a very pleasant 6, Casper asked if I remembered a letter of 7I had written to him back in 1964. It appeared Casper fell on hard times, as professional pitchers8do, and he wasn't pitching too well for a period of time. I did not 9the letter, but he said, “Yes, I still have it and I read it anytime 10aren't going too well.” He said that he had read the letter many times, and the situation always seemed to improve. I was 11and speechless!

    He continued, “You don't remember?” I said, “Sadly, no, I don't.” But I did ask if I could have a(n) 12of the letter. He said he would email it to me. After the 13, we met on the steps of the church. Casper came up to me and 14the letter. He lived a block from the 15 and had run home to get it. The envelope was 16 and turned yellow, and so was the letter inside. That letter had to be nearly 50 years old.

    In 17 terms, the letter read: “These hard times are 18！Keep your enthusiasm for the 19. Never quit and you'll be back on the top again 20. Hang on there!”

    In spite of the fun and laughter, 13-year-old Frank Wilson wasn't happy. It was1 that he received all the gifts that he wanted. And he also 2 the big Christmas dinner with the family members.3, Frank wasn't happy because this was his first Christmas without his brother, Steve, who was killed in a car accident. Frank 4 his brother.

    Frank said good-bye to his family members and said that he was leaving a little earlier to see a friend, and from there he could walk home. Since it was cold outside, Frank 5 his new jacket. It was his favorite gift. He placed the other gifts on his new sleigh（雪橇）. Then Frank6.

    As Frank went down the street toward home, through one front window, he saw a room with old 7 hanging over an empty fireplace. A woman was seated nearby, crying. The stockings 8 him of the way he and his brother always 9 theirs side by side. The next morning, they would find gifts.

    Then Frank had a 10. He knocked at the door. “Yes?” the11voice of the woman. “May I come in?” asked Frank. “You are very welcome,” she said,12 his sleigh full of gifts and thinking he wanted to 13 gifts. “But I have no food or gifts for you. I have 14 for my own children.” “That's why I am here,” Frank said. “Please15 whatever gifts you would like for your children from the sleigh.” “Why? God bless you!” the16woman answered. She took some candies, a toy plane and a doll. Finally, the stockings were 17. “Thank you so much!” the woman said. “You are welcome,” Frank said and left.

    Frank's 18was full of happiness. Then he gave his jacket to a poor boy. At last, he gave away all his gifts.19Frank was worried how he could 20to his parents that he had given his gifts away, he was very happy.

    There is a fine line between a parent who is active and open-minded and one that doesn't know when to let go. As my daughter, Nicole, prepares to leave home for college, I'm discovering how hard it is to stay on the 1 side of this line. One day, it was time to prepare for dinner. When I held 2 the apron strings (围裙带) connecting us, Nicole, eager to 3 independence, tried to loosen my grasp (掌控). What resulted was a (an) 4 mother-daughter, push-me, pull-you kind of tango.

    For the past two years, it's gone like this:

    Mother's question: “Have you thought of taking an advanced class (大学预备课程) so that you can earn college credit (学分)?”

    Daughter's 5: “No, I'm not interested in that.”

…

    Two months ago, she was 6 into a great university. However, I was still the mother having a 7 time letting go. The night before the introductory meeting of the university, I had read the course catalog (目录) carefully and 8 the courses which I thought looked good. We met on the campus the next afternoon, and Nicole's face 9with excitement. “I have had all my timetables of courses ready,” she said. “Already?” I was astonished, 10 she should have discussed it with me. I examined what he chose. Nicole hadn't taken a (an) 11 one of the courses I had suggested. Every course she had chosen 12 suited her interests. Just then I saw a mature, strong young woman with a 13 mind and the ability to shape her future. She no longer needed her mother 14 every decision she made. I felt proud, though still a bit 15.

    I 16 the lessons carefully. Nicole has struggled to learn over the past 18 years the following things: 17, sympathy, and hard work. There have been a few holes along the way. 18, she is well-equipped and eager to 19 the future. The next step, I recognized, was mine to take: giving my daughter and myself the 20 we both needed.

Atdhe Trepca had long been interested in film-making, 1 he did an internship (实习) at Warner Bros. Studio where he 2 experts in the field. There was a French documentary (记录片) which actually 3 his latest project. "I thought it'd be really 4 to start conversations with strangers like the documentary by asking them the 5 question: Are you happy?" Trepca says.

He started his journey to 6 his conversations with strangers in February 2019. "I brought with me lots of 7 about every person I 8 he says, "And now I realize that this question really serves as a 9 to the soul (灵魂). Because when you approach a stranger with that question, all their 10stories come to the forefront and they start 11 something that they've done. One of the purposes of making these videos is to give people a chance to 12 themselves."

Although these videos seem to show stories worthy of 13 that they receive on social media, Trepca believes that everyone's story is also worthy of the same respect. "My videos are 14 endless, because I truly believe that everyone has a story." Besides, he finds that the happiest people haven't had the most15lives. "Even if we are faced with difficult times, we can hold a positive attitude to our lives," Trepca says.

The light from the campfire brightened the darkness, but it could not prevent the damp cold of Dennis's Swamp (沼泽地) creeping into their bones. It was a strange place. Martin and Tom wished that they had not accepted Jack'sdare. They liked camping, but not near this swamp.

"So," Martin asked as they sat watching the hot coals. "How did this place get its name?"

"Are you sure you want to hear it? It's a scary story," warned Jack.

"Of course!" cried out Tom. "If there were anything to be scared of, you wouldn't have chosen this place!"

"Ok, but don't say I didn't warn you," said Jack, and he began this tale.

"Way back in time, a man called Dennis tried to start a farm here. He built that cottage over there to live in. In those days, the area looked quite different — it was covered with tall trees and the swamp was a crystal-clear river. After three hard years, Dennis had cleared several fields and planted crops. He was so proud of his success that he refused to listen to advice.

"‘You are clearing too much land,' warned one old man. ‘The land is a living thing. It will hit back at you if you abuse it. '"

"‘Silly fool,' said Dennis to himself. ‘If I clear more land, I can grow more crops. I'll become wealthier. He's just jealous!'"

"Dennis continued to chop down trees. Small animals that relied on them for food and shelter were destroyed. He was so eager to expand his farm that he did not notice the river flowing slowly towards his door. He did not notice salt seeping to the surface of the land. He did not notice swamp plants choking all the native plants."

"What happened?" Martin asked. It was growing colder. He trembled, twisting his body closer to the fire.

"The land hit back — just as the old man warned," Jack shrugged. "Dennis disappeared. Old folks around here believe that swamp plants moved up from the river and dragged him underwater. His body was never found."

"What a stupid story," laughed Tom. "Plants can't …" Before he had finished speaking, he screamed and fainted (晕倒). The other two boys jumped up with fright, staring at Tom. Suddenly, they burst out laughing. Some green swamp ivy (常春藤) had covered Tom's face. It was a while before Tom could appreciate the joke.