A couple of weeks ago, I made a trip to Toronto with my granddaughter who just turned three years old. The two of us were on our way to  1   her parents, and my wife—her  2    who had been gone for over a week. We were all anxious to  3    again and as I pulled out of Mamere and Papere's driveway in Chelmsford, Hailee and I were both  4    about the trip and couldn't wait to arrive at our   5.

When we completed the “SEVEN”-hour trip to Toronto later that day, the reunion was absolutely  6 and I can sincerely say I enjoyed every single minute of that   7     journey.

      Hailee is at that “I want to  8  it myself” stage of her life. And if you can just get over the “hurry-up syndrome” we acquire as  9, it is wonderful to witness. Who knew that putting a straw into the  10  in a juice box for the very first time could be such an earth-shattering (惊天动地的) event? Or being  11  enough to actually open the fridge door for the first time? Or putting on your own  12  on the right feet would be so  13?

      I'll never forget the look on her face the day she was able to  14 into my truck by herself. She finally  15 on my seat, holding onto the steering wheel (方向盘) and declared 16, “I did it!” And when she could actually put her own seat belt on—what a(n)  17!

    Have you ever watched a three-year-old 18 to sip a McDonald's milkshake through a straw? It is hard enough for an adult, too. And 19 every time the icy solution (溶液) touched her lips, you could see the 20 in her eyes. I learned that you can't hurry a child through a milkshake.

    A woman in a（n）1suit stepped in．"Hi, Libby．" she said．Wow, what a 2! The first time she came to the cafe two years ago, she had no money to pay. 3many customers, she volunteered to wash dishes and 4. Look at her now: confident and hopeful. Wasn't this what we'd hoped for?

    In 2003, we'd 5this crazy dream: start a restaurant with a donation box instead of a cash register（收款台). Right away we hit hurdles（阻碍) " There is no such thing as a 6 lunch," one potential landlord（房东）sniffed. I met brokers, bankers and suppliers, only to watch them 7, shaking their heads. No bank would lend us the money to open a restaurant with no 8. The only fund we could get was our individual retirement account. 9we rented space from a landlord on Colfax Street．We put flyers (传单) around the neighborhood, asked friends to 10 the word, and held our breath．

    Word traveled fast, 11stories in the papers and on TV. Soon we had more than 50customers a day．A few ate without paying or 12 an hour of work. But most gave what they could, 13it was just a dollar. Those with money gave, and then more．One of our customers left a 14for 500 dollars. Another bought 1000 dollars in gift certificates.  15another donated a truck so we could transport 16from suppliers．

People came here partly for what our cafe17 —SAME: So A11 May Eat, We 18everyone with dignity (尊严). We hoped to develop a sense of community—so that we might19 one another. The woman in business suit was one of them. Our20 to open the cafe was worth it.

    One day a rich man was invited to dinner at the home of one of his friends. He did not know what “to1the wine, meat and chicken he had just bought.” Certainly he could not2them to the servant. Then he had3 idea. He called up the servant and4to him.

     “I'll be away for the whole evening, and I'll leave you to look after the house. In the cupboard there are two bottles filled with5 Be careful about it. You'll be killed if you take even a6of it. There is also some meat and chicken in the cupboard. Take care of them.”7these words the rich man left the home.

    8the master turned his back, the servant opened the cupboard and began to enjoy all the nice things in it. He 9the two bottles and ate up the meat, the chicken and10he found in the cupboard.He was11and soon fell12

    At mid- night the rich man returned home. He looked into the cupboard and to his great13 all his wine and food were14 He was mad with15and called the servant up. “Oh, Master,” the servant began to say16the rich man could open his mouth; “while you were away, the neighbor's black cat stole into our kitchen and ate up everything in the cupboard. I know you would be angry with me. I was so17that I drank the two bottles of poison to kill18” There were tears in the servant's eyes. “Oh, Master,” he continued, “Please don't get angry with a 19man. I'll soon be dead." The rich man, of course, did not20a word of his story. But again, he could do nothing about it.

"My name's Jim Shelley and I'm an addict(有瘾的人)..."

    With these words I began to1the problem , the problem of my telephone addiction.I used to call people2, from the moment I woke up to the time I went to sleep.I3to be phoned ,I wanted to phone .Just one more call.

    It started socially-a few calls each day.It seemed4, just a quick chat.Gradually though, the5got worse. Soon it was6use, until, finally, addiction.

    And it began to affect my7. During the day I would disappear for8call .If I couldn't make a call , I spent the whole time waiting for the phone to ring .Getting more and more9,in the end , I would ring someone , then someone else,10myself just one more call.

I was phoning people and11messages to make sure 12calls would see me through the day . I used to arrive at friend's homes and before the door was closed , go straight for the phone with the13"Is it OK if I just use the phone...?" At work ,I became14when my fellow workers tried to15me from using the phone.And one day I hit my boss (with the phone ).Finally , the police caught me16a phone box that had taken my last one pound coin, and I was17to see a psychiatrist (心理医生).

    I haven 't18a phone in the house for three weeks now , and it 's several days19 I used a phone box .I try not to watch TV because there are20 people on it making phone calls.My name is Jim  Shelley and I am an addict.

    Can you love someone too much？1 you can express the wrong kind of love, but I'm sure you can't 2 too much.

    One of my favorite stories tells of a woman who finally 3 to ask her boss for a raise in salary. All day she felt4. Late in the afternoon she worked up the 5 to speak to her employer. To her delight, he 6 a raise.

    The woman arrived home that evening to a beautiful 7 set with their best dishes. Her husband had come home early and8 a festival meal. She wondered if he 9 knew that she would not get turned down.

    She found him in the kitchen and told him the good 10. They kissed and then sat down to the wonderful meal. Next to her plate the woman found a beautifully lettered 11. It read, "Congratulations, darling! I knew you'd get the raise! These things will 12 you how much I love you."

    After supper, her husband went to do some 13. As he left the room, she 14 a second card that had fallen from his pocket. Picking it off the floor, she read, "Don't worry about not getting the raise. You 15 it anyway! These things will tell you how much I love you."

    The measure of love is when you love without measure. What this man tried to show his wife was 16 acceptance and love. Whether she17 or not, he loved her regardless. Sometimes his love might celebrate her victories and other times it was there to give 18.

    Upon receiving the Nobel Peace Prize, Mother Teresa said, "What can you do to promote world 19? Go home and love your20." Yes, love your family, and also love your friends. Love them without pressure. And don't worry about spoilage（变质）. So remember, "Potatoes spoil, people don't spoil."

    Last winter was extremely cold and it was also a difficult time for me. A(n) 1 injury happened to me and it might keep me in bed for several months, just in time for the New Year. But how could I feel the 2 when the snow was so heavy and I had months of physical 3 ahead?

    One day I was doing my housework 4 there was a tap against the window from a branch of a fruit tree. On hearing this, I began to 5 the fall of 1995 when somebody placed a pipe from my pump next to the 6. The earth was so wet that it 7 immediately with most its bare roots upward. Seeing this, my mother 8 to pull it out, but I refused, 9 the direction of its strong holding of the earth, and said, "It is 10 of a chance to survive." With tools, we 11 dry soil around the tree and put up some supports into the ground, making it 12 upright.

    Several months had passed before I could be 13 of it. Surprisingly, when spring returned, my "rescue stick" had grown some leaves and many 14. In 2009 it had grown into a towering tree. What a(n) 15 miracle of life!

    The day before the New Year, the 16 at the window was continuing, as if to remind me to look up and appreciate its 17 life. That night I slept peacefully having a(n) 18. In the dream some flowers were coming out 19. The next morning I stood against the window. 20 the window was the tree bursting with life.