My wife and I were walking through the parking lot at the supermarket the other day. We noticed a huge truck 1 about a foot into the next parking space. There was plenty of room in its own space, 2 the driver had chosen to park very poorly and made sure that 3 could use the space next to his.

    My first 4 was “Why do people act like such idiots (白痴)?”

    “What a 5 that people have to do things like that.” My wife said.

    I stopped and looked around at the rest of the parking lot. There were a good five hundred 6 and 99% of them were parked well. Their drivers had shown the 7 necessary to park in a way that still 8 other people to park.

    “Think about it,” I said. “Only one 9 parks poorly and we start using ‘people' to describe the driver.” The 10 of the matter is that we forget about the thousands of people who behave themselves when we see one person doing something 11.

    I've been 12 for many years, and the percentage of good drivers is always 13 than the percentage of poor drivers. “People” don't necessarily drive poorly, but individuals do.

    My wife and I almost didn't 14 the many cars that were parked well because the car that was parked poorly caught our 15. It is true that we're far less 16 to see the positive side of things if we keep 17 on the negative. Once we fall into this trap, how many of the wonderful things in the world will we 18?

    Our lives are ours to live, and the 19 we see our world is up to us. Remember: the rude person truly is a(n) 20, and not really worth the time or effort we spend thinking about him or her.

    One day a man was asked to paint a boat by the owner of the boat. He brought with him paint and 1and began to paint the boat bright red, as the owner asked him. While painting, he 2 there was a hole in the boat and decided to 3it. When he finished painting, he received his 4 and left.

    The next day, the owner of the boat came to the painter and 5him with a nice check, much 6than the payment for painting, the painter was 7" You've already paid me for painting the boat!" he said.

    "But this is not for the paint 8. It's for having repaired the hole in the boat."

    "But it was such a(n)9service. Certainly it's not worth 10 me such a high amount for something so unimportant!"

    "My dear friend, you do not 11 . Now let me tell you what 12. When I asked you to paint the boat, I 13 to mention about the hole. When the boat dried, my kids took the boat and 14 a fishing trip. They did not know that there was a 15 in the boat. I was not at home at that time. When I returned and noticed they had taken the boat, I was 16because I remembered that the boat had a hole. Imagine my 17and joy when I saw them returning from fishing.

    "Then, I 18the boat and found that you had repaired the hole! You see, now, what you did? You 19 my children! I do not have enough money to pay your 'small' good deed."

    So, no matter who, when or how, just 20 repair all the ""leak" you find.

    When I was younger I developed an interest in stories of magic. I 1 books where wizards (巫师) and fighters 2 the powers of darkness in strange worlds. I was very happy when they 3 to bring peace and happiness to their lands in the end. Like most of the readers of these stories I secretly 4 for magical powers for myself. I wanted to be able to magically make my pain disappear, to make my problems 5, and to have power over this world that so 6 has power over us.

    As I got older, however, I 7 that there was no such thing as magic and how 8 the reality of life was. I had daily pain from a back injury that never healed (治愈)  right. I went through a 9 period of poverty for many years. I felt 10 when both of my sons were diagnosed with Autism (自闭症). I still sometimes daydreamed of magic 11 even that faded away.

    Then one day it struck me that there was a 12 kind of magic, which grew 13 in my heart, soul, and mind day by day and year by year. This magic was called LOVE. It 14 me to my own highest self and to all of the other 15 in this world. It didn't get rid of my 16 but it made every day of my life feel richer. It didn't cure my sons, Autism, but it helped me see them as the beautiful, loving, and joyful souls that they 17 are. It didn't make me a wizard or a fighter.18, it helped me to drive the darkness of this world with my own 19.

    May you choose it, share it, and live in it every single day of your life. May you use it to 20 others, and to heal this world.

    It was early one hot morning in 2015 when, accompanied by my mother, I was1wheeled to the taxi stand. Three weeks earlier, I had2my left ankle at home. Now, I was on my way to being3 for an operation at the Philippine General Hospital.

    I was feeling 4as I'd never had surgery before and the thought of it5me. After waiting for6for more than 90 minutes, we were still standing there. It usually only takes a few minutes, but on this particular Sunday they would7 us either already filled with passengers or8to take us. Perhaps they weren't 9to carry my 10. My mother was starting to get frustrated as we were fast running out of time; our11was scheduled for 10:45am. Then a black SUV12 and stopped in front of us. The driver, taking a look at us, said, “You two look like you could use a13!” He told us he'd seen us earlier as he was taking his son to a14school activity. He was now returning home and saw that we were still there.

    With no questions asked, this good Samaritan welcomed us aboard and got us to the hospital. We arrived at 10:30 – just in time. He refused any15, saying people should help one another. He left with a smile.

    I was finally16. A long recovery process and physical therapy followed and now I am able to17again.

    To this day we have not18again this friendly driver who went out of his way, but his generosity towards us has19in our minds and taught me to keep watch for and help others 20.

    The Youth Commission meeting only just started; I didn't even want to think about the piles of homework sitting on my desk at home. I didn't wanted to 1 the youth involvement in the annual holiday parade in the meeting, much less 2 the speech of Ray D.

    Ray D. came to every meeting of the Youth Commission. The local papers 3 him as "a thorn in public official's side-open, honest and overactive." He gave himself the 4 of "Citizen Ray" and even wore a baseball cap with this name printed on the front. He came to the meetings and 5 unsafe bike lanes and noise complaints, 6 they had nothing to do with our 7 and we could do nothing about them. He always went over the two-minute limit for guest speakers, and would not stop 8 until one of us told him his 9 was up.

    After countless nights of staying up to finish my 10 because of meetings that ran 11, largely due to distractions provided by Citizen Ray, I began to hate his 12. Why did he waste his time with the Youth Commission, when we couldn't 13 him with all of his issues? 14, we planned youth forums and relayed information about the town government to our peers; we didn't fix problems or give out building permits that he seemed to 15.

    It took me several months to 16 understand the motivations of Citizen Ray. Most people in their late seventies are 17 to leave the workplace and live in the relaxation provided by 18. Ray D., however, considered participating in the public good as his duty as a(n) 19. His efforts should be admired, not hated. After all, Ray is motivated, dedicated and ambitious. His persistence and 20would prove valuable in any field of study or work, and I realized I should value his presence.

    A businessman was deep in debt and could see no way out. He sat on the park chair, with 1 in hands, wondering if anything could save his company from 2.

    Suddenly an old man appeared before him and was willing to 3 him help. He asked the man his name, wrote out a check, and pushed it into his hand saying, "4 me here exactly one year from today, and you can pay me back at that time." Then he turned and disappeared as 5 as he had come.

    The businessman saw a check for $500, 000 in his hand, which was 6 by John D. Rockefeller, one of the 7 men in the world! "I can remove my money worries 8!" he realized. But the man decided to put the check in his safe, 9 it might give him the strength to find out a way to save his business. With a renewed 10 attitude, he thought of some new business ideas which soon led to his success in several big 11. Within a few months, he was out of debt and making 12 once again.

    Exactly one year 13, he returned to the park with the check. At the time they have agreed on, the old man 14, too. But just as the man was about to hand back the check and share his 15 story, a nurse came running up and 16 the old man. She said the old man was always 17 from the rest room and telling people he was John D. Rockefeller. Then she led the old man away 18 the arm hurriedly.

    The man just stood there, 19. Suddenly, he realized that it wasn't the money 20 his self-confidence that gave him the power to achieve anything he went after.