When two ninth-grade students found smoke coming out of the back of their school bus early Tuesday morning, their bus driver knew just what to do. Thanks to her1 thinking, more than 50 students' lives were2.

    While3a group of 56 students to their middle school in Duncan, South Carolina, on Tuesday, Teresa Stroble noticed the heavy4rising from the back of her bus. She5pulled the bus over, evacuated (疏散) the students, and radioed the transportation office to ask6to call 911. Firefighters arrived at the scene shortly after the fire began and quickly7the fire, which CBS News reports was so8that people driving by were able to feel its heat inside their cars. Parents of the children on the bus were9the fire, but thanks to Stroble, the news they received was all10: not a single child had been hurt.

    Since then, Stroble, who has been a bus driver for seven years11also works as a teacher's assistant (助教), has been12for her brave actions. “We are so13of our bus driver,” headmaster Scott Turner told local CBS News. “She was14. She also kept the students calm. She made sure they were safe. She didn't leave the bus15they all left. She is our16today.”

    The local fire department is still unsure what 17 the fire, but some say that this 199518has been known to have wiring and electrical problems.19, we're so happy that Stroble was able to,20on her feet and keep everyone safe and sound.

    The young seal couldn't have been more than two days old, and yet he was all alone. Sometimes he would swim1, but he always came back. At first we thought it was2that he kept swimming back to us, until we noticed that he obviously had been3, and had nowhere else to go. We call him “Curious George”.

    Without his mother's milk, George appeared very4with his eyes closed. I jumped into the water and swam up to him,5we were less than two feet away. My heart went out to George and I just hope that he had the 6 to interact with me. Suddenly, he7his eyes and immediately he jumped up between my arms, putting his head against my chest. It was a(n)8 moment. But I knew that George wouldn't9without some help.

We10the local conservation volunteers. They were11that in the absence of his mother, he had developed a12relationship with us. They promised they would bring him to an area with13people living there and keep an eye on him. Even though it hurt to see him14, we knew that he was in better hands.

    The next day we15the conservation volunteers and asked how George was doing.16the volunteers informed us that he was too close to humans, we realized that was probably our17! They decided to bring him to a small island wildlife preserve with a lot of seals in the area, where they could better 18 him.

    A week later, we called again, and were informed that George was19in the water swimming with other seals. George was20. And he will always swim in my heart.

    While high school does not generally encourage students to explore new aspects of life，college sets the stage for that exploration. I myself went through this1 process and found something that has changed my2 at college for the better：I discovered ASL—American Sign Language(美式手语).

    I never felt an urge to3 any sign language before. My entire family is hearing，and so are all my friends. The 4 languages were enough in all my interactions(交往).Little did I know that I would discover my5 for ASL.

    The6 began during my first week at college. I watched as the ASL Club 7their translation of a song. Both the hand movements and the very8of communicating without speaking9me. What I saw was completely unlike anything I had experienced in the10.This newness just left me11more.

    After that, feeling the need to12further, I decided to drop in on one of ASL club's meetings. I only learned how to13the alphabet that day. Yet instead of being discouraged by my14progress，I was excited. I then made it a point to15those meetings and learn all I could.

    The following term, I 16an ASL class. The professor was deaf and any talking was17I soon realized that the silence was not unpleasant.18 if there had been any talking, it would have19us to learn less. Now, I appreciate the silence and the20way of communication it opens.

    Once a circle lost one of its wedges (楔子). The circle wanted to be 1, so it went around looking for its missing piece. But 2 it was incomplete and therefore could roll only very 3, it admired the flowers along the way. It chatted with worms. It enjoyed the sunshine. It found lots of4 pieces, but none of them fit. So it 5 them all by the side of the road and kept on 6. Then one day the circle found a piece that fit 7. It was so happy. Now it could be whole, with 8 missing. It incorporated (合并) the missing piece into itself and began to 9. Now that it was a perfect 10, it could roll very fast,11 fast to notice flowers or talk to the worms. When it 12 how different the world seemed when it rolled so quickly, it13, left its found piece by the side of the road and rolled slowly away.

    The 14 of the story is that in some strange sense we are more whole when we are lacking in something. The man who has everything is in some ways a 15 man. He will never know what it feels like to hope, and to nourish (滋养) his soul with the 16 of something better. He will never get the 17 of having someone who loves him give him something he has always wanted or 18 had. When we19 that imperfection is part of being human, and when we can continue rolling through life and 20 it, we will have achieved a wholeness that others can only long for.

    After suffering severe bums to her back and other pans of her body at the age of three, Sylvia, 49, had spent her life covering up her scars. Her confidence was destroyed by years of1comments. At her lowest she had considered2her own life.

    "I didn't really know what3was. I didn't realize my mental health was being affected﹣I4thought this was a5thing."

    The accident that left her6happened during a7game of hide and seek with her sister. Afterward, a life of8herself up and hiding from attention followed, until a turning point in July last year.

    Sylvia was on holiday with her mother when she9a man's camera phone following her around the hotel pool. She and her mother left for the beach, but she was struck by the10the encounter had on her mother.

    "I could see her11at my scars. She just looked so sad," Sylvia recalled.

So she started to12, calling out to her mum to make her smile.

    "I had been in such a bad place before. I was so13. I was in such a horrible place for so many years. I looked back and felt like I'd destroyed my family s lives and I thought, now is the time for me to stop."

    Sylvia felt it was time not just to make a14for herself, but to help others with disfigurements（外形的损毁）and to raise awareness.

    She15a Facebook group, Love Disfigure, and now runs swimming sessions at High bury pool in Islinton, north London, with the aim of helping increase the16of people with disfigurements or17and health conditions.

    For Sylvia, last year has been18. Having19her body, and had depression, anxiety and post﹣traumatic stress disorder（创伤后应激障碍）she now hopes her story will20others.

    It was a busy morning, about 8: 30am, when an elderly gentleman in his 80's arrived to have stitches (线) removed from his thumb. He said he was in a hurry, as he had a/an 1 at 9: 00am.

    I took his vital signs and had him take a 2, knowing it would be over an hour before someone would be able to see him. I saw him looking at his watch and 3 since I was not busy with another patient, I would assess his wound.

    On 4 it I saw it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors and got the needed supplies to 5 his stitches and redress his wound. While taking care of his wound, I asked him if he had another 6 appointment this morning, as he was in such a hurry. The gentleman told me he needed to go to the nursing home to eat 7 with his wife.

    I inquired as to her 8. He told me that she had been there for a while because she is a 9 of Alzheimer's disease. As we talked, I asked if she would be 10 if he was a bit late. He replied that she no longer knew 11 he was, and that she had not 12 him for five years now.

    I was 13 and asked him, "Do you still go every morning 14 she doesn't know who you are?" He 15 as he patted my hand and said, "She doesn't know me but I 16 know who she is."

    I had to 17 tears as he left. I had goose bumps on my arm and thought, 'That is the kind of 18 I want in my life."

    True love is neither physical nor romantic. True love is a/an 19 of all that is, has been, will be, and will not be.

    Remember that the 20 deeds that we do in life really matter.