Mrs. Jones was over eighty, but she still drove her old car like a woman half her age. She loved driving very fast, and was proud of the fact1she had never, in her thirty-five years of driving, been punished2a driving offence(犯规).

    Then one day she nearly3her record. A police car4her, and the policemen in it saw her5a red light without stopping. Of course, she was stopped. It seemed6that she would be punished.

    7Mrs. Jones came up to the judge, he looked at her seriously and said that she was8old to drive a car, and that the9why she had not stopped at the red10was most probably that her eyes had become weak11old age, so that she had simply not seen it.

    When the judge had finished what he was12, Mrs. Jones opened the big handbag she was13and took out her sewing. Without saying a word, she14a needle(针) with a very small eye, and threaded it at her first attempt. When she had15done this, she took the thread out of the needle again and handed16the needle and the thread to the judge, saying, "Now it is your17. I suppose you drive a car, and that you are quite sure about your own eyesight." The judge took the18and tried to thread it. After half a dozen tries, he had still not succeeded. The case(案例) against Mrs. Jones was19, and her record20unbroken.

    Many people spend their New Year's Eve getting dressed up and dancing their way to midnight. My brother and I decided to do things a bit1.

    We each filled a backpack with clothes, shoes and other things and headed out to the 2. The first person we saw was a 15-16-year-old boy picking up 3 plastic bottles on the train platform（站台）. We called him over and started up a(n)4. We had a look at his 5 and noticed he had 6 fingernails（手指甲）. We explained that it was 7 to keep short nails and then we 8 cutting them for him. When we were 9 we offered him some chocolate candies, which made him look at us 10. We talked to him some more and began 11 some of the chocolate ourselves. Finally, he 12 took the chocolate himself and then began telling us his 13.

    His name was Raju. After his mother died, his father remarried. Unable to 14 his stepmother（继母）, Raju ran away from 15 and has been living on the streets for 3 years, collecting and 16 empty plastic bottles.

    When we met Raju, he wasn't wearing any 17. One quick look into our backpacks and we18 what we were looking for-a pair of Nike shoes. When we dressed him in them-Raju's eyes were full of19. “These shoes are so great. Nothing will hurt my 20 .Thank you so much!” Touched by our actions, he joined us as we walked around and looked for those in need.

    Kindness is the golden chain by which society is linked together. However .I was not thinking about the golden chain when l had to help people who1their way, and parked in front of my house.

    I was growing tired of helping so many people. Almost every2I was awaken during a sound night's sleep and bad to3 someone out, Many tints l was4by some penniless motorists who did not even hank me for the help that they received and some even complained that I could have done5.

    One day, a young man with a week old beard climbed out of a6automobile. He had no money and no food. He asked if I could give him some 7offering him gasoline and a meal. I told him that if he wanted to work for me, he could cut the grass, but 8the work wasn't necessary.

    Though sweaty and hungry, he worked hard. After working all day, he sat 9to cool himself. I thanked him for his work and gave him the money he10. I then offered him some11money for a task particularly well done, but he 12, shaking his head.

    I never saw him again. He probably thinks I helped him out that day, but that is not13it was. I didn't help him. He helped me to 14people again to repay their trust in me. He helped me to once again want to do something for those who are 15I wish I could thank him for 16some of my belief in the basic 17 of others and for giving me back a little of the18 I had lost. Because of him, I once again felt part of a golden chain of kindness that 19us to others. I may have fed his body that day, but he fed my 20.

    Hailey is an ordinary nine-year-old girl, but her kindness is rather uncommon and awe-inspiring(令人惊叹的). The little girl has made it her task to help the 1 in her community by giving them a place to 2. While most other kids of her age are 3playing with toys, Hailey picks up 4 to build tiny shelters for people living on the streets.

    Hailey's kind spirits 5 four years ago, when she and her mother bought a homeless man a sandwich. She 6 that she wanted to do more in terms of providing 7 for the homeless. So she came up with the idea of starting a 8 to grow and donate fresh vegetables.

    "I was 9 that it would last a week," Hailey's mother told non-profit Together Rising. But it's been four years and she 10delivers food to the homeless constantly. " With her mother's help, Hailey 11 a grant(拨款) from Together Rising 12 she was awarded $ 3,000 to help her get started. "We can't think of a better 13 than our Hailey. She's proof that no person or act of kindness is too 14 to change the world," said Glennon Doyle Melton, founder of Together Rising.

    The wooden homes that Hailey is building will 15 a front door, windows and solar panels.

    16 , she does most of the work herself, under the guidance of her grandfather, who is a(n) 17. She is currently halfway through her first home, which she 18 to give to Edward, the homeless man who inspired her 19. Once she's done, Halley said she wants to 20building more sleeping shelters in Bremerton's Tent City.

    One winter, when I was eight, my father and I took a ride to Aunt Sally's house. Halfway back home, the car 1 to shake and slow down. Dad 2 that the car had a flat tire. To make   3 worse, we were stuck in the middle of a snowstorm. I could hear the 4 in my dad's voice as he said, "we could only use a Christmas miracle right now.” I remember how much I 5 that old red car, mainly because the radio didn't work. Actually, 6 really worked in that car, but 7, Dad got his miracle- the heater began to operate and we were very 8 that we wouldn't freeze to death. We 9 there for someone to come along and help us out.

    The cold wind started blowing in 10 the little space in the door and the window. It whistled and moaned and 11 me very much. From the wind, I could 12 the pine tree in the air, tied to the roof of the car. Dad and I both began searching for some 13 to clog(堵塞) that thin space to14the cold out. As I 15 my jacket pocket, I realized there was a piece of folded paper in it. I pulled it out, 16 to realize that it was the words of the carol(颂歌), Hallelujah. I had a sudden 17 to sing, so I began to sing it. Dad also 18 me now and then. By the time I sang Hallelujah after the second verse, the winds had 19. As we sang, " and every breath we drew was Hallelujah", we heard a 20 honk (喇叭声) coming from behind us. It was my uncle Mitch coming our way with help.

    It was a warm, sunny Saturday afternoon some fifteen or sixteen years ago. I took my two kids to the local playground. As soon as we got there my daughter headed for the swings (秋千)and asked for a1. I noticed another little girl2to get her own swing going high as I was3my daughter to go higher and higher.

    I walked over to the little girl and asked4she needed help. She smiled and said YES and I soon had her feet flying towards the5while she laughed happily. For the next two hours I found myself pushing swings and playing games with my daughter and the little girl. By the time we headed home, I was6tired, but my spirits were flying7than those swings.

    Three years later I was8again after a day's work. Still, I needed to9my kids from their school before heading home. I stood in the10waiting area waiting for my children. Suddenly, I felt two11arms wrapped around my legs. I looked down and there was the little girl I met 3 years before on the12smiling up at me. She gave me a big hug before running away to13the school bus. As I watched her14, I didn't feel tired any more and my spirits were once again15with that swing.

    The love we16with others will find its way back to us. It will travel from heart to heart. It may take seconds or it may take17. The law of love,18, is never broken. We will get back what we give. We will harvest what we19. The kindness we give and the joy we create will always come back to20us.