The tourist bus winded its way into a mountainous area. When it was 1 to make a turn, two passengers,  2 of young lovers, were so attracted by the beautiful scenery that they  3  a stop to get down. They were left behind and the bus went 4 . Suddenly they heard a loud boom  5  of the road. It was a huge rock rolling down in the landslide that hit the bus and fell with it into a deep valley. The lovers were greatly  6  by the news that no passengers on board  7 . When they calmed down they  8  and expressed their feelings in a few words.

    The above story was told by a guide when we were riding a tourist  9  to a beautiful mountain. He asked us to guess what the lovers said  10 after the disaster that they had narrowly escaped.

    Often we read reports about traffic accidents, among which there were  11  ones who missed the bus and  12  the disaster. Those people usually said with a sigh of  13 “Fortunately I was not on board.” On our bus the passengers'   14  to the guide were various.

    But the answer was quite out of our expectation. “If we hadn't got down and  15  the bus, it would have  16  the dangerous spot and all the passengers would have survived.”

    The story passed from person to person as a sort of wit (智慧) test, but I think  17 . It actually serves as a(n)  18  of a person's mind. I pay my heart-felt respect to the couple who, instead of feeling lucky,  19  themselves for causing the loss of lives. People all have heart for  20 , but it is often a flashing thought across one's mind that decides whether it is good or evil (邪恶的).

    Madison Williams, aged 13, was studying in her bedroom in Dublin, Ohio. Suddenly, her mother, Leigh Williams, rushed in saying1 “A little boy fell into a septic tank（化粪池）, and no one can 2 him.”

    They ran to the neighbor's yard, where they found the boy's desperate mother and other people 3a septic tank opening that was slightly wider than a4. The boy, only 2, had slipped in.

    Madison quickly 5 the situation. She was the only one who could 6 through the small hole. Without 7she got on her stomach next to the opening, placed her8 out in front of her9 told the adults, “Lower me in.”

    Leigh and the others 10her waist and legs. She moved her arms and shoulders from side to side until she got through the 11 Inside, the tank was dark, and the air was sick. She used her hands to 12 the boy in the dirty water, and jammed her left wrist 13a hidden pole, injuring the muscles in her wrist and arm. Ignoring her14 Madison continued. Minutes ticked by before she15grasped his foot.

    Then, ten minutes after Madison had16 the tank, she and the boy were17. But the boy wasn't out of 18.He had been kept from oxygen long enough that he wasn't19. An adult gave him several hard hits on the back. It was only when Madison heard him cry that she knew he was 20 Madison's action made her a hero.

    When I was a junior school student, I was a slightly bored male student who believed that doing any more than 1 was wasted effort. One day, this idea threw me into 2.

    In Mrs. Totten's math class, she3 assigned daily homework, and on the following day, our 4 were based on our oral answers to homework questions.

    Mrs. Totten usually walked up and down the rows of desks 5 answers from student after student in the 6the questions had appeared on our homework sheets. She would 7either at the front or the back of the classroom and work toward the other end.

    Since I was  8 near the middle of about 35 students, it was easy to9which questions I might have to answer. This particular time, I had completed my usual two or three problems according to my 10.

    What I11 to expect was that several students were 12, which threw off my estimate.13 Mrs. Totten made her way from the beginning of the class，I 14 tried to determine which math problem I would get. I tried to work it out before she got to me, but I had 15freeze and it couldn't even16.

    When Mrs. Totten 17 my desk，she asked what answer I'd got for problem No. 14. "I…I didn't get anything," I answered，and my face felt warm.

    "Correct," she said.

    It 18that the correct answer was zero.

    What did I learn that day? First,19 do all your homework. Second, in real life it isn't what you say but how you say it that 20.

    One year my children came home from school asking where we were going on your summer vacation. It seemed that all the other kids were1 where they were spending the summer. I couldn't 2to take them anywhere but I didn't want to tell them that so I just said, “It's a surprise!” They were3. That bought me a little more 4.

    I called several amusement 5to see if there was a half-price event during the summer but no such 6 . I tried everything, with no success, so I called some of the other moms to find that most were in the same7that I was. We decided to 8something fun for our kids to do. We had a meeting, all five of us, and9 what is now called a “playcation”.

    One mother was a 10 , so on Mondays the kids would all go to her house. They would play games using plants and 11. They also planted vegetables and12them grow over the summer.

    Another mother had Bible13on Tuesdays. She asked some questions about Bible. The kid who answered 14got a penny, which they all turned in at the end to buy their goodie bags(礼品袋).

    At our house on Wednesdays, I made an outdoor 15training with my spare tires. The kids also walked a balance beam and raced through large cardboard boxes taped together.

    On 16they had arts and crafts across the street. Fridays were17by a wonderful single dad with a metal detector(金属探测器)who took everyone out treasure18 .

    The summer was a big 19. Okay, it wasn't Disney World,20the kids didn't miss anything. My son actually asked me, “Can we do this again next year?”

    Angela used to fly. Using her 1 for wings, Angela would run faster than anyone. Now, she thought, I am  2  than everyone." She was the last to get off the school bus, with the help of walking sticks.

    "You 3be Angela!" a girl came to her, "I'm Laurie, your instructor. Are you ready to learn to ski? "

    "No." Angela answered, but still followed Laurie into the changing room. "I can understand how you feel." Before Angela said anything, Laurie4 her trousers and showed her left 5 leg. Angela's mouth dropped open. "Track 3 skiing(三板滑雪) was designed   6 people like us. If I can learn to ski, 7 can you." Laurie said. They put on regular ski, and used outriggers(支架) to 8.

    Laurie and Angela made their way to the  9 track. Angela spent the morning climbing and falling, sliding and falling, and turning and 10 . She felt disappointed and 11.

    "OK, last one try before lunch." Laurie said after they climbed up the hill once again. 12 Angela managed to follow Laurie down the small hill without falling. When she stopped beside Laurie  13  the bottom, she punched her fist in the air "Yes!"

    After lunch, they moved to a higher place. 14 down from the top, Angela felt 15 "1 can't go down that!" she cried.

    "Follow me!" Laurie 16, "You are doing great! Try to be Flying Angel again." "That was before I lost my leg  17 cancer." Angela whispered. "Trust 18 " Laurie said.

    Angela took a deep 19, then leaned forward, sped up, took turns and skied down the hill. Faster. Faster. It felt...like 20

Running for a Dream

    I will never forget that November day. It was hotter than normal. This was the 1 my father and I had waited so long for, because we had been working towards this race for three years. Dozens of familiar faces from church and school flashed across my view. They had come2 me. I saw worry and 3 on my father's face. Then the race began!

For the first two and a half miles, I felt4. I had never before been so ready for something. The weeks leading up to the race were filled with controlled 5 and a strict diet. My friends hadn't seen me in weeks, but they understood the 6 required to make my dream a reality. As in all of my races, I didn't 7out in the front. I loved the pleasure of passing people as my strength overtook their premature speed.

    Then without warning, my strength began to decrease. Neck and neck with one of my greatest competitors, I 8 see the finish line. I had begun the final dash into9 when my knees became weak and my legs gave way. Nothing I could do would make them 10 my weight.

    I watched as runners rushed by me. 11 I knew my dreams of victory were destroyed, I had to finish the race. However, my legs hurt badly. With all of the12 left in me, I got on my hands and knees and crawled(爬), inch by inch, across the finish line. Voices, both 13and familiar, cheered me on. They gave me the courage to keep 14 until the very end.

    The doctors were there in seconds, but my eyes searched the crowd for him. There was only one person I wanted to 15 to. I whispered, “I'm so sorry, Dad. I'm so sorry I 16 you." He looked at me, saying, “You could never disappoint me. Sometimes these things just  17. All that matters is that you did your best."

    "But we worked so 18. What about our dream?" He reached over for my hand and said, "Don't you know that you are my dream and it has come true?"

    It wasn't long before my running shoes were back on, marking a 19 path for my journey. I learned that all of the miles, the tears, the sweat, and the pain my dad and I experienced together were not for a  20. What I realized, though, was that to him, I was the greatest prize he had ever won.