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.

    In the recent interview, Evelyn Glennie who was the first lady of solo percussion in Scotland, recalled how she became a percussion soloist (打击乐器独奏演员) in spite of her disability.

    “Early on I decided not to allow the 1 of others to stop me from becoming a musician. I grew up on a farm in northeast Scotland and began 2 piano lessons when I was eight. The older I got, the more my passion (酷爱) for music grew. But I also began to gradually lose my 3 . Doctors concluded that the nerve damage was the 4 and by age twelve, I was completely deaf. But my love for music never 5 me.”

    “My 6 was to become a percussion soloist, even though there were none at that time. To perform, I 7 to hear music differently from others. I play in my stocking feet and can 8 the pitch of a note (音调高低) by the vibrations (振动). I feel through my body and through my 9 . My entire sound world exists by making use of almost every 10 that I have.”

    “I was 11 to be assessed as a musician, not as a deaf musician, and I applied to the famous Royal Academy of Music in London. No other deaf student had 12 this before and some teachers 13 my admission. Based on my performance, I was  14 admitted and went on to 15 with the academy's highest honours.”

    “After that, I established myself as the first full-time solo percussionist. I 16 and arranged a lot of musical compositions since 17 had been written specially for solo percussionists.

    “I have been a soloist for over ten years. 18 the doctor thought I was totally deaf, it didn't  19 that my passion couldn't be realized. I would encourage people not to allow themselves to be  20 by others. Follow your passion; follow your heart, they will lead you to the place you want to go.”

    Last weekend, I had an opportunity to serve as a volunteer at a nursing home in another city. I don't have a car, and even the 1 train station is far away from my house. 2, I wasn't sure how to get there.

    I posted a(n) 3 for a ride on the ride share board. Soon an individual I'd never met 4 that he'd be able to pick me up and drop me off at the station. He said he'd wait until my train arrived5 he drove away. My heart 6 and the stress I'd been feeling disappeared 7 and thus our friendship began.

    I ended up arriving at the nursing home in 8. The tiny team of servers there were 9 for the additional help. We all worked together as a team. I was glad to be a part of this and be of 10 to the elderly.

    That evening when my new 11 dropped me off at the station, he 12that it was in a deserted area. So he parked his car and said. “We will wait for the 13 to come together.” I couldn't believe is his 14.

    With five minutes left before the train arrived, he 15 with me stories of his childhood. As a young boy, he 16 to sit near the edge of the train tracks, waiting 17 for the trains to rush by with all their force. That night he waited with me as my train 18. It didn't rush by with full force but I left that station 19 the full force of his kindness and generosity. People like him would always 20 me how to love and how to give.

    At least thirty times Bobby had tried to climb the snowy mountain, but he had never 1the top. His friend old Peeper, who knew a lot about his failures,2Bobby to try again. He gave Bobby a pair of3 and said, “If it starts clouding over, put on the glasses, or if your feet start hurting, put them on too. The glasses are very4. They'll help you.” Bobby 5 the gift without much thought.

    At least thirty times Bobby had tried to climb the snowy mountain, but he The day came when he was to have another6. About two hours after he started, he felt his feet hurting. Then he7what Peeper had said, and put on the glasses. The pain was pretty bad, but8 the sunglasses he could clearly see the snow-covered mountain top, so he went on.

    At least thirty times Bobby had tried to climb the snowy mountain, but he9, clouds were gathering. But this time Bobby could still see the 10through the clouds. He kept 11 , leaving the clouds behind, forgetting his pain, and finally arriving at the top. It was certainly worth it. His feeling of12 was extremely good, almost as great as that 13view. The mountain below was surrounded by a sea of clouds. He couldn't believe that the clouds were as 14 as that, so he looked more closely at the sunglasses, and discovered the 15. Peeper had engraved(镌刻) the snow-covered mountain top on the sunglasses,16 Bobby could see it when he was looking upwards!

    At least thirty times Bobby had tried to climb the snowy mountain, but he Bobby17 that the only obstacle(障碍) to reaching the top had been losing18when he couldn't see the mountain top. He was thankful that Peeper had used that little19to help him see that his20 was never impossible, and that it was still there, where it had always been.

When I was young, my mom only had one eye. I hated her. She was such an 1.She ran a small shop at a flea(跳蚤) market and 2 old clothes and some other things to sell for the money we needed. Once during elementary school, it was field day, and my mom came. I was so embarrassed and 3 how could she do this to me？I threw her a 4 look and ran out. The next day at school, my schoolmates asked me, "Your mom only has one eye?!" and 5 me.

I was so angry with my mom and wished that she would just 6 from this world. So I said to my mom, "Why don't you have the other eye?! If you're only going to make me a laughingstock(笑柄)!" My mom did not respond, I guess I felt a little bad, but at the same time, I felt so 7 to have had said what I wanted to say. Maybe it was 8 my mom hadn't punished me, I didn't think that I had hurt her feelings very badly.

    For the words I had said to her earlier, there was something pinching at me in the corner of my heart. Even so, I hated my one-eyed mom and our 9 poverty. I told myself that I would become 10 in the near future, 11 I studied very hard. Later I got accepted by the Seoul University, I left my mother and came to Seoul to study. Then I got 12 there.

    I bought a house of my own. Then I had kids, too. Now I am living 13 as a successful man. I enjoy the 14 in Seoul because it's a place that doesn't 15 me of my mom and my past. This kind of happiness was getting bigger and bigger, 16 one day someone knocked at my door. It was my mom! And still with her one eye! It felt 17 the whole sky was falling apart on me. My little girl 18, scared of my mom's eye.

I screamed at her, "Who are you? I don't know you! How dare you come to my house and scare my daughter!" To this, my mom quietly answered, "Oh, I'm so sorry. I may have gotten the

19 address," and she disappeared out of sight. I was quite relieved.

    One day, I went back to participate in a reunion. After the reunion, I went down to the old shack(窝棚), which I used to call a house, just out of 20. Unexpectedly, there I found my mom fallen on the cold ground. Then a piece of paper in her hand came into my eyes. It was a letter to me.

    My son,

    I think my life has been long enough now, and I won't visit Seoul anymore. I miss you so much. I'm so sorry that I only have one eye, and I was an embarrassment for you.

    You see, when you were very little, you got into an accident and lost your eye. As a mom, I couldn't stand watching you having to grow up with only one eye. So I gave you mine. I was so proud of my son to see a whole new world for me with that eye. I was never upset at you for anything you did. During the couple of times that you were angry with me, I thought to myself, it's because he loves me.

    My son…oh, my son…

    Don't cry for me because of my death. I love you so much.

    After she left the town, Jane stopped the car at the landing near the entrance of the bay (海湾).She stepped into the 1 and rowed out silently. The tide was rushing to the entrance and 2 to the wild open sea. She had to row across the bay to reach 3 side. The waves struck against the side of the boat, 4 and uneven; it became 5 difficult to row. If she 6 for a moment, the tide would push the boat back towards the 7.

    She wasn't even halfway 8 she was already tired and her hands 9 from pulling on the rough wooden oars (船桨). "I'm never going to 10 it", she thought. She rested the oars on her knees and 11 her head helplessly, then looked up as she 12 the boat shift (晃动) against the tide.

    The east wind , which had swung (旋转) around from the south-west, 13 her help and pushed the boat towards the mountains. It was going to be 14. Her hands weren't so painful. Her chest didn't feel as if it was about to burst 15.

    The lights of the town became 16, one of the oars banged against the side of the boat and she 17 it with a start. Had she been asleep, or just 18? She looked over her shoulder.  She was almost on the beach. The girl gave one last 19 on the oars to ground the boat, and then lay back against the seat. She listened to the waves 20 and knew she had come home. Far across the moonlit bay the lights were no more than a sparkling chain.