I had been staring at the white walls of the video game store for about 2 hours since lunch. It was a very 1 day. I glanced at the table in front of the store, and my heart 2. It was the donation table for the victims of Typhoon Yolanda and even though I had donated what I could, I 3 felt sad whenever I saw the people on the TV suffering.I was broken out of my 4 when the doors got open. Customers, 5 !

    She was a small girl about 10 or 11. Her mother was accompanying her with a few plastic bags. I 6 her mom. When I was selling cigarettes on the street, I saw her selling clothes she7herself at the market.

    The daughter just had a 8 and her mom finally had 9 money to buy a PS3 and some games.

    The girl half-jogged, half-skipped to my counter. She 10 her backpack and pulled out a console(操纵板). Her mom handed me the bag full of games.

    “Can I 11 this?”

    “Sure sweetie, no problem.”

    I inspected the console and the games, and nothing was opened. According to our 12 , I returned the 13 to the mom. She handed it to the girl. And the girl ran off as fast as her little feet could take her. I was about to ask when the mom, seeing my 14 , explained, “She wants to sell her birthday 15 , so she can donate to the 16 .”

    She was 17to give up what was supposed to be hers and gave to those 18 . That's real generosity out there.

    19 I was watching her talking to the girl at the donations table, I was reminded that even though there are a lot of 20 people in the world, there are still those people just like that little girl.

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    A white-bearded ancient man was walking over the hills and valleys of the world. On his back he carried a bag which moved uneasily as if something was trying to escape from it, but he 1 it between his shoulders and walked on.

    He was Father Time, travelling forever, and the bag he 2 was filled with Tomorrows, all struggling to get out.

    Each 3 at twelve o'clock, he opened the bag and 4outa Tomorrow, just one, with its wings of5, and its shining feathers rose with hope. All the rest were kept 6 by Time's strong hands and pushed7 in the bag.

    Down flew the Tomorrow 8 its lovely feathers, but as it touched the 9, off fell its blue wings and it changed to a(n) 10 white bird which could not fly. It had become a Today. Everyone knows that Today isn't as 11 as Tomorrow , for Today can be held in one's12, accepted, unloved, but Tomorrow is full of mystery and beauty. It is 13 by all the world. Even those with 14 hope sigh, “Tomorrow may bring a(n) 15. Tomorrow's life will be different.”

    Everybody tried to16 the Tomorrow before it fell to the ground. They thought if they17 beforehand what the Tomorrow carries, they could 18 for it. So they put great nets on the trees, seeking to catch one 19 it changed his feather. Yet although they tried every means, the birds 20 and flew to the ground as Todays.

    While high school does not generally encourage students to explore new aspects of life，college sets the stage for that exploration. I myself went through this1 process and found something that has changed my2 at college for the better：I discovered ASL—American Sign Language(美式手语).

    I never felt an urge to3 any sign language before. My entire family is hearing，and so are all my friends. The 4 languages were enough in all my interactions(交往).Little did I know that I would discover my5 for ASL.

    The6 began during my first week at college. I watched as the ASL Club 7their translation of a song. Both the hand movements and the very8of communicating without speaking9me. What I saw was completely unlike anything I had experienced in the10.This newness just left me11more.

    After that, feeling the need to12further, I decided to drop in on one of ASL club's meetings. I only learned how to13the alphabet that day. Yet instead of being discouraged by my14progress，I was excited. I then made it a point to15those meetings and learn all I could.

    The following term, I 16an ASL class. The professor was deaf and any talking was17I soon realized that the silence was not unpleasant.18 if there had been any talking, it would have19us to learn less. Now, I appreciate the silence and the20way of communication it opens.

    Tara and Lara were twins. Even their parents found it too hard to find the 1between them so the girls were2in different schools.

    Although they look the same, both the girls differ in3else. They don't have any common favorites. Lara is a night﹣bird and study all the night until she finishes.4, Tara is a morning bird; she used to5early in the morning. In addition, Lara wears light darker colors and modem outfits, while Tara likes light colors and6dresses.

    This wasn't the7with these twin girls. However, they8each other that the opposite one was wrong.

    While both sides have the advantages and disadvantages, the9continues. They fight mainly about10things all﹣day and during the study time. Their parents decided to11to their arguments.

    Lara and Tara blindfolded their12with a black ribbon. Their13brought them to the dining room. In the dining room, a big14was placed in the middle. Lara stood on one side of the board and Tara stood on the other side of the board. Both the ribbons were15. The girls were surprised to see a huge board in between them.

    Now, their father asked Lara, what is the color of the board？ She replied, "It is black!" Their mother asked Tara the same question. She replied, "It is white!"

    They began to argue. While Lara16strongly it was black, Tara was17it was white.

    Now, they were asked to18their places. They both were surprised and shocked. The board with Lara's side was painted black and Tara's was white, which was 19by them. They20that they were right on their own perspective only.

    When I was a kid, I kept using a bike with training wheels. And I didn't1much, so, of course, I didn't learn how to2. One day I observed that my younger sister was getting closer to3 how to get rid of the assistance than I was. I couldn't let her4 me! Like an out­of­control mad man, I grabbed(抓住) my bike, 5the training wheels, pushed it out, and pedaled(踩踏板) all over the neighborhood. I tried to stay near the6 as close as I could, so when I fell, I'd7 crash onto the lawn(草坪) instead of the street. After many short­lived8, I finally learned how to balance!

    The process seemed9, since I was afraid of falling. I10 the fear which held me back and gathered the11 instead. I tried my best to fall as much as I might have to, to12 getting hurt, and to quickly get back on the bike and try again. There might be some pain and13, and if so, I'd get hurt and bleed and keep going. It took me probably less than an hour to master the basic skill.

    What14 pushed me to set aside the fear and take action? Nothing but the feeling that I was15. My sister could ride without the training wheels while I couldn't. This feeling of 16 gave me a much needed kick. Using such pressure to motivate(激励) progress is 17. Go take action. Make the attempt. Fall. Get hurt. Get up and try again18 the very moment you create the19 results. Everything can be as 20 as riding a bike.

    As we all know, helping others is a great service, and it's easy to see how to help some people, but what about those people whose needs are not so obvious? This story may have happened a while back—It was a lesson which has1with me and helped me ever since.

    It was Thanksgiving and I was volunteering with my parents at a2for the needy. We stood behind the counter3out hot food to whoever came in. Most of our diners looked like they had been having4times: their clothes were old and dirty.5short, they looked needy!

    Then, a man came in, who looked anything6needy. He was well dressed; he wore a/an7suit. I wondered what he was doing there and my jaw dropped in amazement when he 8the line for food. The closer he came to my service station, the more I9. What was this man doing? I wanted to know. Surely he was not going to take food meant for those who were really in10!

    Then my11quietly took me to one side. She said, "You12that the needs of the people who come here must be purely13: hunger, inadequate shelter, clothing, etc. And this gentleman doesn't seem to have any of those problems.14what if he needs emotional help? What if he needs15, or just to be among other human beings?" Her words16me like a ton of bricks! I felt like I should apologize to the man—but I didn't.

    About a week later, the shelter17a large donation from an anonymous(匿名的)person. I can't help but18if it came from that man.

    Now, whenever I meet someone I remember my mother's19and try to send kindness and blessings their way, regardless of how they look. Needs aren't always20. But kindness always makes a difference.