What a man offered to take curt of a stranger's baby so that the baby's mother could rest on a recent flight, many people on the plane watched it.

“It was so 1,” one passenger, Andrea Byrd said. She shot a photo of the man 2the baby up and down the aisle and 3 it on Facebook, where it spread 4

     “I was 5” Byrd wrote in the post, which has been shared almost 100,000 6 “Not because he was white and she was black7 because it showed me today that there are still good people out there in a world8evil.”

    The Southwest Airlines flight was9from Minneapolis to Atlanta on September. 5.

    The mom, Monica Nelson, who is pregnant, said she had been 10about traveling alone with her 20-month-old son Luke. When he grew annoyed and wouldn't 11 the man seated next to them 12 her by offering to help, she said. He walked 13 the aisle holding the boy, relaxing him to sleep.

     “It was such a 14 because I was a little worried traveling15 my husband there to help out,” said Nelson, a teacher who lives in Atlanta. “I'm still very16—he was so kind.” She said the man's name is Reid, and she learned that he also' has a son 17 Luke.

    Byrd said die was particularly 18 by the scene because she has two children of her own and could put herself in the mom's 19 Now their story has touched thousands of people across the world, reminding people how powerful a simple act of20can be.

    I wasn't prepared for the way I felt when my 18-year-old son, Dylan, left for Asia during his winter break.

    I was 1 the moment he first told my husband Michael and me that he wanted to use some of his 2 to travel around China. We were excited for him to explore the world. We told him that3 was one of the best ways to spend his money and the 4 will last a lifetime.

    On the morning of Dylan's departure, he5 a few more things into his bag. Before he and Michael 6to the airport, I yelled, “Be safe, and 7 when you arrive in Shanghai.”

    That night 8 he was flying somewhere over the Pacific Ocean, it hit me that Dylan was really on his9I woke hourly, each time 10the clock and counting the hours before he would land the following morning.11 my decision to let him go alone, I prayed，and thought about all the things that could go 12 Then I heard from him. The first text said he'd arrived. The second text said his luggage didn't 13 it.

    Feeling anxious, I madly attempted to 14 down his luggage. To search for lost baggage, I persuaded him to go back to the 15 and suggested he go to the airline's office. My efforts 16 All the while Dylan was texting me he was all right.

    After that, there was no more 17 about lost luggage. I knew that he'd figure it out, and that the life lessons would be18.

    Several days into the trip, Dylan sent a photo from Hong Kong. “I thought I could never study abroad anywhere but Europe19 I could definitely do it here.” his note read.

    And I was 20

Double Trouble

    When I was eight, I wanted a toy and needed $10 to buy it. But, as usual, I was broken. I decided to ask my 11-year-old sister, Kathleen, for a loan. I went to her room, 1her for the cash. Laughing, she agreed to2 me the money, but added, "I will charge you 10 percent compound interest every 3until you pay me back."

"Compound interest—what's that?" I asked.

    "Well, interest is what you call the4money borrowers have to pay back on a loan," she explained. "Compound interest means that the interest payments get bigger and bigger the5you take to pay back the loan. To repay the loan, you will need to give me $11 after one month. If you wait two months to pay me back, your6 will grow from $10 to $11. So I'll be charging you interest on $11. Then I will add that interest to the $11 you already owe me, for a 7of $12.10. That's what you'll owe after two months."

    "Sure. I get it," I said. Though truthfully, I was getting 8.

    Kathleen lent me the money, and I bought the toy. My birthday came a month later, and my mom gave me $10.  9, that was just the amount I needed to buy another toy I wanted 10. I put off paying my sister for a month. After another month, I11about the loan.

    Several months later, on Christmas morning, my sister and I each found a $02 bill in our stockings. I was just putting it into my pocket 12Kathleen tapped me on the shoulder.

    "Sorry, kiddo. That's mine. I'm 13on your debt."

    "Huh?" Then I remembered the loan. "Hey! How can it be that much? I 14borrowed $10."

    "True," she said, "but interest has been compounding for eight months. Now you 15me $21.43." She paused, then added. "You can pay me the $1.43."

    I 16to believe that a $10 loan could more than double so quickly. Much to my 17, my sister got her pencil and tablet and showed me exactly how it all added up.

    My head 18as I tried to keep track of Kathleen's 19, but this time, I got the basic idea of compound interest. I 20the hard way that borrowing money can be "double trouble" in no time.

In 2017, I was diagnosed (诊断) with Type 1 diabetes (糖尿病). And then I was told that I couldn't drive for a few weeks until my blood sugar levels had1 . 

Driving was a2 very soon after diagnosis for me. I needed to get to the chemist's shop for my diabetes medicine and get to hospital appointments, but at first couldn't, for having been told not to drive. I didn't want to be a3 , having to ask for lifts all the time. 

I found it really4 to be unable to drive, but things settled down after that and seemed to be5 for a while. 6 , to my surprise, I had severe hypoglycemia (低血糖) last year and wasn't able to7 it myself. I called an ambulance and was taken to8 , where I saw doctors and nurses I didn't know as none of them were connected to the diabetes team who usually cared for me. That's where my9 began. They advised me not to drive on the basis of this disease. They told me to call the Driver and Vehicle Licencing Agency (DVLA) and10 what they'd told me to them. This led to my licence being canceled. 

I couldn't11 all that had happened. It seemed12 . I needed answers and13 , so I phoned the Diabetes UK Helpline number I got from their website. They14 I was right in thinking that the DVLA shouldn't have15 my licence based on this hypoglycemia, according to the law. With their help, the DVLA sent me a letter admitting making a mistake. I got it back in six weeks.