A young British woman had shortly arrived in Hong kong and had not yet 1 anything about the Chinese 2. One day she went to the home of a Chinese friend and was 3given a cup of Chinese tea. She was not 4 and she also found this type of tea rather 5 . However, since she had been given the tea, she felt she should drink it. Hoping to finish it 6 so that she would not feel about having to drink this tea which she did not 7 , she started to drink as much of it as she could. But as soon as her cup became half-full, the host8giving her more. Several times she told the host that she had had 9, but it seemed to have no10 . Her cup kept being 11 , and she kept on drinking. During the time of he 12 , she drank about twelve cups of tea. Later she found out that she should have just 13 the tea, and that this would have meant that she had had enough. Influenced by her 14culture, she felt it too 15 to leave the tea and could not understand why the host took no notice of her protests(抗议) that she had had enough!

    It was a Sunday evening, and everyone was doing their own thing —whatever my sisters and I like to do during our1time. Mom told us to come to the living room. Like most children, of course, we wanted to2whatever we were doing. I don't remember3I was doing, only that I was the last one to go into the4room. Abbey was in a chair, and Elizabeth was by the wall, closest5the stairs.

    I don't remember where everyone else was sitting,6 it was one of the very few times my Dad was with us while we had7. He is usually at work or always busy with something. Mom told us that they were getting a8When she first told us, I didn't know what to think. But when Elizabeth started laughing, all my sisters and I started9, because we truly thought she was joking, or maybe we just didn't10Elizabeth to get mad at us. Looking back, I think the main11 I laughed with them was because I didn't12what to think.

    Mom insisted that she wasn't13, and that she wouldn't joke about something serious; for we wouldn't 14her if something of the sort would15happen. We all stopped laughing, and Elizabeth was the first to get16. She was angry that they were getting a divorce. She went upstairs in17, and then I also got upset. I don't really remember much18Elizabeth went upstairs, but I know that I19the living room so I could be 20.

    How I wish every person had an entire family！

Facebook Post Leads to Home Robbery

    Sometimes, people are required to fill in personal information when they register online, which may lead to some unexpected trouble. Recently, the BBC is reporting that a 17-year-old girl in Australia posted a 1 of her grandmother at home counting a large sum of cash that she 2 hidden in the house. Just eight hours later, two armed men 3the girl's house. They demanded to speak to the girl to find out where her grandmother's house was, 4 they could get the money they had seen 5 , the girl was not at home at the time, so the robbers 6 a small amount of cash from her mother and left.

    Because the 7is still under investigation, local police aren't saying 8 else about it. It's not known yet whether the girl had used privacy setting on the Facebook profile page, and even whether the robbers 9 the girl in the past.

    Two other10were at home then, a 58-year-old man and a 14-year-old boy, the girl's father and brother. Luckily, no one was 11. The robbers left peacefully after 12 that the girl was not at home and that no one else there knew anything about the 13 that had appeared in the photo.

    Police in both Britain and Australia are using the case to14citizens of the dangers of posting personal information on social networks and to suggest users of websites 15 doing so. The police say it is 16 that the girl posted a comment in the past that gave clues to the address, 17 that the robbers knew the girl in another way. 18, they suggest, a posting by a friend on his or her site could have 19 such information. To find it, the robbers would only have had to search for those postings on other pages that 20 the girl's name.

    That day the college entrance exam 1were out at 11: 00 a. m., but I didn't know that. A friend of mine said my 2 remained the same as those I got last year. So I went into deep depression. My hard work 3 and I cried a lot in the bathroom. 4I motivated myself and came to the classroom at 5: 30 p. m. without 5the afternoon activities.

    Just then the headmaster came to our 6 and asked who Snehal Tanwar was. Hearing this I 7slowly and said" It's me". He said that I'd gotten the high score of 665. For a while my mind got struck and I asked him to 8 ; so I told him my hall ticket(准考证) number and waited for the result 9. He checked it in front of me and congratulated me. No words to 10 my excitement and I hugged my friends who were sitting beside me. My11were rolling out and I could not be able to speak a 12word and couldn't control myself. 13 in the class stood up, shouted my name and 14me. I was feeling on top of the world.

    15I was not the person who got the highest score in our high school. It was my best friend who attained the top. He was sitting beside me and at the moment he cried and hugged me tightly16I got my tears out again. I 17very happy and couldn't express the feeling of that moment Just 18the situation, the moment when both tears and happiness 19. Success is achieved by us. It was the best time in my life and of course, the 20moment. I was so happy not only for myself but also for my best friend.

    Feeling tired of waiting for a lift for so long because you don't want to take stairs? Or even feeling so exhausted that you wished for a(n)1 when you could just lie down on the bed all day and not worry about work or studies?

    My name is Beena, and my story begins from here.

    I was born in a poor family. While growing up, I saw my parents making many 2 for me and my brother. They wouldn't buy anything for themselves so that they could 3 all our wishes. The small amount of money they earned is 4 in our childhood to make sure we don't feel lesser than other kids around us.

    I decided to 5 my studies and give my parents a better life, the life that they 6 for all they have done. I finished my 7 and got placed into a Leading firm in Audit industry.

    In the process of fulfilling my dreams, I took my health for granted. I was 8 tired and that was the time I felt that I needed a rest from work and relax for some time.

    I went to a doctor's clinic when I heard these three words which changed my life forever—I was 9 with Guillian Barre Syndrome, a rare neurological autoimmune disorder.

    My breathing was becoming increasingly 10 for me while I was in the ICU. I was in the hospital for two months on life support. During these two months I had 11 some near death experiences, including skin 12 and multiple infections.

    I was sent home from the hospital immediately after being taken off the life support. My body was still fully 13 from neck down and I couldn't even lift a finger at that time. I started my physical 14 from home. It took me one year to take my first few 15 with the help of a walker. I had two options at that time. The first was to give up and 16 that I will never be myself again and the other was to keep pushing. I chose to be my own 17.

    I 18 everything that could help me go to work without having any caretakers around and finally after 2 years of hard work I was ready to go to work again.

    I still have a long way to go, but I have decided I will never give up my 19. It's that door you 20 that will decide whether you will fly or live your life in a cage.

This is a story that happened 15 years ago, but it has always stayed with me since then.

On the way back from work every evening, there would be a 1 man, standing at the exit of the freeway. He often 2 at every car, smiling. Every time I got close to him, I would hand him some spare coins. He always said to me, "Thank you. I'm blessed!" And I always left with 3 and satisfaction.

It 4 me that even in the unsettled lifestyle i he was so 5. And his reply would remind me / of how 6 I was — a single mother with a lovely child, with a place to call home and with a t job to 7 my kid.

One day, I was informed by my boss that I was 8 due to the terrible economy. A feeling of 9 surrounded me. I was in no mood to do anything. On my way home, I didn't do 10 had always done when I saw the man, who was still 11 others by waving with a smile. I just drove straight ahead.

To my 12, while I was in line at a red light y to leave the ramp (坡道), he stopped at my car with a dollar bill, saying 13, "You look unhappy, but you know all will tum out fine. Give you a dollar today and 14!" Then he left.

That day he taught me a lesson. No matter what material things are taken from you, no one can take away your 15 to be joyful.