Last fall, before Thanksgiving, I was making my way in my car out of the shopping center parking lot. I was bored in the car. I 1a woman heavily loaded with 2 and her two boys, one carrying a pumpkin and the other another bag.

    They were headed, I 3, to the bus stop across the major road. 4it was too far to walk with all those 5 to any of the nearby bus stops, on a random impulse（冲动），I rolled down my window and asked if they were indeed headed to the 6. “Yes,” the mother 7. I asked, “Would you like a 8? “Oh, yes!” was their 9 reaction.

    I was also delighted，and，after driving out of the way of other 10, I stopped and the boys piled into the back seat . The mother started to push 11 beside them. I 12 her by saying, “Oh, you come on up here 13 me. I'm not a taxi driver!” So off we went.

    Right away, I decided to take them a mile and a half to their home, since I had 14 and they had bags. All the way, I had just a fine time listening and talking with all of them. It felt so good to be able to do this little 15 and showed that with such a small 16I could make a big difference to a tired mother. I'm not sure 17 got the most out of it.

    18, this was special for me 19, as a disabled person, I often receive help and now I know how especially good it feels to be 20.

    It had been a tiring journey. I 1the hotel at about ten o'clock that night. There were many other tourists waiting to 2in. I approached the reception desk and3my room number and the 4 to it. To my disappointment, I found that there had been a5in communication and my reservation(预定)for a room had not been 6. The receptionist(接待员)was very polite and helpful. She told me that the hotel was fully7for the night and suggested that I live in another hotel which is further down the hill. Faced with hardly any choice, I 8her suggestion.

    The hotel was rather strange and warm. The owner was Percy Williams who doubled up9a receptionist and a waiter. He greeted me10and showed me my room. By then I was so tired that I jumped into bed and11a deep sleep.

    The next morning, I woke up feeling very much 12. I realized that I was13with a blanket and my clothes were14put in the closet. “Mr. Williams is indeed a nice man,” I thought to myself. I decided that I would15on in this hotel for the rest of my holidays.

    I met Mr. Williams on my way out and thanked him for his16. Mr. Williams was surprised. “I didn't do anything 17show you to your room last night, Miss 18must be my wife who did that.”

    “Please give my thanks to your wife then,” I said as I moved to leave. Mr. Williams' next few words made me19 

    “I'm afraid I can't, Miss. You see, my wife has been dead for 20.”

    Goran Kropp was a Swedish adventurer and mountaineer. In 1972, at the age of six, with his father's help, he1 Galdhopiggen, the highest mountain in Northern Europe. twenty-three years later, he stood on the highest peak in the world, Qomolangma. His journey to the2shows just how independent, persistent (坚持的), and determined this 3 man is.

    4most people arrive at the foothills of Qomolangma by some sort of modern 5, Kropp bicycled 7,000 miles from his home in Sweden. Traveling by bike was not 6. He stopped many times to 7 his bike because rough roads caused mechanical problems for him. In addition, he was run after by dogs, stung by hornets(马蜂) and was caught in the rain several times before he 8 the base of the mountain.

    Kropp9 to climb Qomolangma the same way he traveled to the mountain: without the10of others and without modern conveniences. Unlike other 11 Kropp climbed the mountain without a guide or helper. He did not 12bottled oxygen to help him13 at high altitudes, and he carried all of his 14himself in a pack that weighed about 140 pounds.

    It took Kropp 15tries to reach the top of Qomolangma. The first time, he had to 16 only 350 feet from the top because the weather was too dangerous. Just a few days earlier, at that same level eight climbers had 17because of a sudden snowstorm in the mountain. He felt deep sorrow for them, but became more 18. The mountaineer waited out the storm, 19, and tried again a few days later. This time, he was 20. After he walked down the mountain, he got back on his bike and rode the 7,000 miles back to Sweden.

    I'm a seventeen-year-old, counting down the days till graduation, just like every other senior in the world. I've1a lot in my short seventeen years of life, but I have also made mistakes. I'm not2. I'm on the path of self-discovery, which as I've come to realize is not3.

    After many years, I still4remember the last time I had to5. At that moment, starting a new6wasn't really that big of a deal. I spent the next four and a half years in Mountain Home. I made four7friends anyone could ever ask for. When I had to8them, I was depressed.

    I soon9that starting a new high school was different from being the “10girl” in elementary or even middle school. It wasn't as easy to gain the “approval(认可)” of my11now as it had been back then. Back in elementary or middle school,12I was a freshman, I had my friends and people I knew. I could very easily13well over ninety percent of my class.14, at this new school, I15no one.

    I've been told over and over by my mom that I'll16have to enter the “real” world and that the17I have over all of these things will soon disappear. What adults18to realize is that every day in a teenager's life is a battle. We're no longer children, but not quite adults. We struggle to19who we are.

    Although I still have about a year and a half left, I honestly believe that being a teenager has been the hardest20in my life, something I'm sure I'll carry with me for the rest of my existence.

    One of the most inspiring quotes (名言) I ever heard was by Brian Tracy. He said: "The 1 between successful people and unsuccessful people is that successful people 2 many more times than unsuccessful people."

    I deeply understood the 3 of the quote soon after my fist book was published.

    I was living in Atlanta at the time and 4 my fist signing sale for my new book at the phoenix and Dragon, the largest bookstore in the city. Although a nice sign was placed outside the room 5 images of both me and my book, The 9 Insights of the Wealthy Soul, not a single customer entered the room. 6 each minute passed, I became increasingly 7.

    At 6:25 pm, just before the store's 8, I began to get myself ready to leave. At that moment, just when I couldn't fell any 9, a middle-aged couple walked into the room. I managed to 10 my emotions and introduced myself and my book.

    The couple turned the pages each other, and the husband 11 to his wife. She then told me, "I think we'll get the book."

    Despite the impulse (冲动) to jump 12, and hold their hands to thank them for being my 13 readers, I realized the woman was trying to say something else.

    "The 14 we're buying it is that our son died two years ago," she said. "Maybe your book will help us 15 it."

    At that moment, I knew if never sold a copy of the book, my four years of 16 had been meaningless.

    Although I would have many more challenging years 17 my book became a bestseller, this couple's story was all the 18 I needed at that point to keep me 19.

    Thanks to them, I would realize that the greatest of lives are made all in the same way: One challenge … one challenge … one difficulty … one step …and one small 20 at a time.

    It was a busy morning, about 8:30,when an elderly gentleman in his 80s came to the hospital .I heard him saying to the nurse that he was in a hurry for all appointment(约会)at 9:30 The nurse had him take a 1 in the waiting area, 2 him it would be at least 40 Minutes 3 someone would be able to see him I saw him4his watch and decided, since I was5busy—my patient didn't6 at the appointed hour, I would examine his wound .While taking care of his wound, I asked him if he had another doctor's appointment .The gentleman said no and told me that he 7to go to the nursing home to eat breakfast with his8. He told me that she had been 9for a while and that she had a special disease I asked if she would be10if he was a bit late. He replied that she 11 knew who he was，that she had not been able to 12 him for five years now. I was13, and asked him, "And you14go every morning, even though she doesn't know who you are?" He smiled and said. "She doesn't know me but I know who she is" I had to hold back 15 as he left.

    Now I 16 that in marriages，true love is17of all that is .The happiest people don't 18have the best of everything; they just 19the best of everything they have.20 isn't about how to live through the storm, but how to dance in the rain.