A group of graduates got together to visit their old university professor.

The conversation soon turned into complaints about 1 in work and life. To offer his 2 coffee, the professor went to the kitchen and 3 with a large pot of coffee and a 4 of cups—plastic, glass, metal, porcelain (陶瓷), crystal, some plain-looking, some beautiful. The professor told his students to 5 themselves to hot coffee. When all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the professor said, “lf you have 6, all the nice-looking expensive cups have been 7, leaving behind the plain and 8 ones. While it is normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the 9 of your problems and stress.”

    The professor continued, “Believe that the cup itself adds no 10 to the coffee. In most cases it is just more expensive and in some cases it even 11 what we drink. What all of you 12 wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you consciously went 13 the best cups.”

    Now 14 this: life is the coffee; the jobs, money, and 15 in society are the cups. 16 are just tools to hold and contain life, and the different types of cups we have don't decide, nor 17 the quality of life. If we concentrate only on the cups, we will 18 to enjoy the coffee in it. So don't let the cups 19 you enjoy the coffee instead." At these words, the graduates looked at each other in 20 embarrassment.

    Mr. Jackson was blind from birth. He owned a fruit 1 on a very busy street. 2 he was visually disabled, he ran his business pretty handsomely. He could see nothing and he could only 3 the things within his reach. 4 ， he was able to handle it and was content with everything he had.

    One day his son came to him. He told Mr. Jackson in 5 that he read in the newspaper of a 6 who could operate on his eyes and allow him to see. The father and son traveled to the doctor and paid for the 7.

    After the operation, the doctor asked Mr. Jackson，“What is the first thing you are 8 to see when I take the bandages off？”He replied, “I really want to see my beautiful 9 on my stand！”

    The doctor and the son 10 Mr. Jackson down to the busy street where his fruit stand had been located for so many years. The doctor 11 unwrapped the bandages 12 he could lay his eyes on the beautiful fruit! Mr. Jackson was so full of 13 that he could finally see his life's work—taking care of his fruit! After a few hours of 14 his beautiful fruit stand, he looked down the street both ways and saw there were quite a few fruit stands in both directions. He looked 15 the street and saw many other fruit stands. He spent so much time looking at other people's fruit stands and 16 the competition that soon his own business17.

    From Mr. Jackson's failure, we should know that everyone is a 18 individual with different fingerprints, DNA and thinking. What we need to do is just be ourselves and 19 everyone else to be who they are. Mind our own business and we should never be afraid of the 20.

    Whenever my kids have a party at school, I am the mom who always signs up to bring the juice boxes. It's not because I'm 1 or that I don't care if my kids have a good party. I am just not good at making homemade bread into holiday-themed shapes like other mothers. 2, I'm happy to try, even though it'll 3 me a long time to do it.

    People say that housewives should have the 4 to make delicious meals, keep their houses clean, and 5 every minute of their child's life. Their words used to 6 me a lot. I felt that I should also be able to do those things as a housewife. So 7 I couldn't make the turkey-shaped cookies, I 8 feeling like a failure as a mom.

    After many 9 attempts at baking, and many afternoons spent crying over my inabilities as a mother, I finally accepted the 10 that my lot (命运) in life is to be the juice box mom. I worked hard to be the 11 one in the elementary school. And after one of my daughter's class parties, it 12. Her teacher stopped me as I was leaving and said, “Thank you so much for always bringing 13 drinks. Sometimes parents forget that other children will also 14 class parties, and they end up being left out because we don't have enough 15 for everyone.”

    I just accepted her appreciation（感激）, rather than telling her that I brought extra drinks because I could 16 remember how many kids were in the class. But her 17 taught me an important lesson: I'm not a failure as a mom.

    Not everyone is cut out to be a(n) 18 mom. I believe it's okay to be the juice box mom. I may not bake cookies and decorate them beautifully, but I 19 something to drink. And I think that's just as 20.

    Sitting in my favorite restaurant one day I noticed a man come in. He looked 1 and mad with the world, a look I had 2 many times before. I gave him my happy "good morning"3 but his response was still less than 4. He looked at me, sat down and 5 his head in the menu.

    I was not 6 by his response but I wondered if he would 7 and give just a small hello or smile. Over an hour passed and every time he looked my way, he looked meaner (低劣的) and meaner. Finally he called the 8 over to 9 his bill. I turned my head away for just a 10 and he was gone quickly. 

    I looked down at his 11 and there was a beautiful rolled up $ 100 bill on it. I was in shock. I 12 got up to get the cash. In my head Right and Wrong were fighting it out. Before I knew it, I was 13 behind the man to offer this 14 back to him. Out of breath, I said, "Sir, did you 15 this?" He looked shocked. His face turned 16 and a big lump (块) that could 17 an elephant came in his throat. He looked at the ground and finally said "yes", and then he slowly said "thank you".

    Without 18 looking at me, he turned around, got in his car and 19 away. I said "thank you" to God for letting me change one person's 20 towards friendly strangers.

    I grew up in a nice house in a middle-class area in Boston, England, and had a very happy childhood. My mother 1 herself to bringing me and my siblings up.

    As a child I was overactive and 2 in school. I wouldn't listen to anyone and thought I 3 everything. At home, I was always breaking things and 4 everyone. Dad was worried, so when I was eight, he took me to boxing classes in an 5 to divert (转移) my energy and keep me out of trouble. It made a huge 6 to the way I saw life and taught me discipline. It also taught me respect, because Dad made it clear that if I didn't 7 properly, I wouldn't be able to go back to the gym. 8 it hadn't been for him, there is no doubt I'd have just 9 my life.

    Dad was surprised when people at the gym started saying that I had the 10 to be a champion. His 11 had been to keep me off the streets, not to make me a world-class boxer. But he was so proud, 12 when I won a silver medal in the 2004 Olympics. I was only 17 and I know Mum and Dad were 13 for me because I was just a boy, yet I was fighting men.

    I don't have to 14 the business side of my career, because Dad oversees all that. He deals with the lawyers, making sure my fight contracts (合同) are all up to date and 15 properly.

    Dad's always at the ringside during my 16—his main priority is that I'm safe. Mum 17 coming when the fights got harder, because she couldn't bear to see the blood. She'll 18 sit at home or in the hotel, waiting until it's all over.

    The boxing world can be a very lonely one, and I'm so 19 every day to have Dad and my whole family behind me. It would be unthinkable if I didn't have their 20.

    It's about 250 miles from the hills of west-central Iowa to Ehlers' home in Minnesota. During the long trip home, following a weekend of hunting. Ehlers 1about the small dog he had seen 2 alongside the road. He had 3 to coax(哄) the dog to him but, frightened, it had 4.

    Back home, Ehlers was troubled by that 5 dog. So, four days later, he called his friend Greg, and the two drove 6. After a long and careful 7, Greg saw, across a field, the dog moving 8 away. Ehlers eventually succeeded in coaxing the animal to him. Nervousness and fear were replaced with 9. It just started licking(舔) Ehlers' face.

    A local farmer told them the dog sounded like one 10 as lost in the local paper. The ad had a 11 number for a town in southern Michigan. Ehlers 12 the number of Jeff and Lisa to tell them he had 13 their dog.

    Jeff had 14 in Iowa before Thanksgiving with his dog, Rosie, but the gun shots had scared the dog off. Jeff searched 15 for Rosie in the next four days.

    Ehlers returned to Minnesota, and then drove 100 miles to Minneapolis to put Rosie on a flight to Michigan. "It's good to know there's still someone out there who 16 enough to go to that kind of 17,"says Lisa of Ehlers' rescue 18.

    "I figured whoever lost the dog was probably just as 19 to it as I am to my dogs," says Ehlers. "If it had been my dog, I'd hope that somebody would be 20 to go that extra mile."