The day finally came，when I had to leave the warm home where I'd grown up.I ran to the back yard，as tears came up from my heart.Suddenly I1a hand rest on my shoulder.I looked up to2mygrandfather.“It isn't3 ， isit，Billy？”he said softly.

    Gently4myhand in his，we walked，hand in hand，tothe front yard，5a hugered rose­bush sat alone.

    “What do you see here，Billy？” he asked.I looked at the flowers，not knowing6to say，and then answered，“I see something soft and7 ， grandpa.”

    He pulled me8.“It isn't just the roses that are beautiful，Billy.It's that special place in your heart that makes them so.”“Billy，I9these roses when my first son was born.It was my10of saying 'thank you' to God.I11to watch him pick roses for his mother. Then, as a young man of only 20，a terrible war robbed him of his life.” Grandpa slowly stood up.“Never say good­bye，Billy. Never12to the sadness and the loneliness.Instead，I want you to remember the joy and the13when you first said hello to a friend.”

    A year later，my grandpa became very14.Then all members of the family were15back，and I returned to the old house. When it came to my16 ， I took his hand as17as  he had once taken mine.

    “Hello，grandpa，”I18.His eyes slowly opened and said，“Hello，my friend.” With a brief19he died. Suddenly，and truly.I knew what he had20about never saying good­bye—about refusing to give in to sadness.​

    My father and I are moving gracefully(优雅地) across the floor. Around and around we go, 1 and nodding to the other dancers. We are the best dancers on the floor, they tell us. My father holds my hand and smiles at me. All the years that I 2 to dance with him disappear now. And those 3 times come back.

    I remember when I was almost three and my father came home from work, he pulled me into his 4 and began to dance me around the table. We danced through the years. One night when I was fifteen, I was 5 in some painful feelings. My father asked me to dance with him. “Come on,” he said, “let's get the 6 on the run.” When I turned away from him, my father put his hand on my shoulder, and I 7 out of the chair shouting, “Don't touch me! I am sick and 8 of dancing with you!” I saw the 9 on his face, but words were out and I could not call them back. I ran to my room crying 10.

    We did not dance together after that night. My father waited up for me through my high school and college years when I danced my way out of his 11. Many years later, soon after his 12 picked up from a heart problem, my mother wrote that they had 13 a dance club. “You remember how your father loves to dance.” Yes, I remembered. My eyes filled up with 14. I knew he was waiting for a(an) 15 from me, but I could never find the right words.

As my parent's 50th wedding anniversary 16, I knew 17 I wanted to do was dance once more with my father. On the big day, in the party after the dinner, my parents danced around the room with the other dancers. I walked 18 the dancing people, looking directly into my father's eyes, “Excuse me, but I believe this is my dance.” My father stood 19. Our eyes met and traveled back to that night when I was fifteen. In a(an) 20 voice, I said, “Let's get the unhappiness on the run.” My father bowed(鞠躬) and said, “Oh, yes. I've been waiting for you.”

    A woman professor walked around in a classroom while she was teaching stress management to her students. As she 1 a glass of water, everyone 2 they would be asked the "half-empty or half-full" question.

    3, with a smile on her face, she asked, "How 4 is this glass of water?"

    Answers called out 5 from eight to twenty ounces (盎司).

    She quieted the students down and then replied, "The absolute weight doesn't 6. It all depends on how long I hold it. If I hold it for a minute, it's not a 7. If I hold it for an hour, I'll have an ache in my 8. If I hold it for a day, my arm will feel 9 and paralyzed. In each case, the 10 of the glass of water doesn't change, but the longer I hold it, the heavier it becomes. Do you know why?"

    All the students kept silent and listened carefully, lost in thought.

    She continued, "our 11 and worries in life are like that glass of water. Think about them for a while and 12 happens. Think about them a bit longer and they begin to 13. And if you think about them all day long, you will feel paralyzed— 14 to do anything."

    It's important to remember to 15 your stresses. As early in the evening as possible, put all your 16 down. Don't carry them through the evening and into the night. Remember to put the glass down!

    More often than not life gets terrible 17 we think too much. And the moment you remove your burden, you'll find yourself feeling so much more 18.

    So rather than moping around and feeling sorry for yourself, 19 doing something about it. After all, life is too short to 20 yourself to anything that's not making you happy.

    There are lots of ways to raise awareness for a cause. Usually, the 1 the idea is, the more it gets noticed. And that's precisely why one 2 Frenchman has caught our attention.

    Baptiste Dubanchet is biking across Europe, surviving 3 on discarded (丢弃) food. The three-month, 1,900-mile journey from Paris to Warsaw is Dubanchet's 4 of raising awareness of food waste in Europe and throughout the world.

    As you can 5, the trip is no piece of cake. While restaurants 6 tons of food each year, much of it remains inaccessible because of 7 garbage containers, health regulations, or business policies. Only about one in ten places 8 him food that would otherwise be discarded. For legal 9, most restaurants have a policy against 10 food waste. "Some people have even 11 their jobs by giving me food," Dubanchet said.

    What's 12 interesting is the attitude various cities have toward Dubanchet's cause. Berlin has been the 13 while the most difficult was the Czech town of Pilsen. There, he had to 14 at some different stores or restaurants before finding food. The 15 is all the more serious when you consider the 16 exercise required to bike from France to Poland.

    "I have to get food 17 because after all the biking I am tired and I need the 18." Dubanchet explained "Is my 19 full or empty? That is the most important thing, not what I am eating."

    He aims to 20 his journey by mid-July. With any luck, he'll turn a few more heads in the process.

    As a child I once read an article about the Pacific Crest Trail (太平洋屋脊步道) in National Geographic. It was a 1 of two men who walked 2,650 miles from Mexico to Canada with huge packs. It caught my eye, as I, too, 2 adventures in the wilderness. I've always remembered that story, but never believed I would actually 3 it. It was too far out of my comfort zone.

    But then, at the age of 42, I hiked the 88 Temples Trail through Japan. There, I experienced how 4 it could be to hike alone. What 5 me most were the fantastic mountains, grand temples and generous local people. And 6, I managed to complete the trail in six weeks without any severe injuries. For the first time, I 7 that I could achieve my dream of travelling around America one day.

    When I shared my plan with friends and colleagues, the news was welcomed with 8 reactions. From some I got enthusiastic 9. But from others there were frowns and question marks. Half a year away from my family was a 10 for me. Yet it wouldn't defeat me. After all, six months is 11 a short period in a lifetime. After having worked hard for 20 years in shiny office buildings, I felt the need for more 12 in my life. I hoped to 13 and look within, as well as explore the unfamiliar things. I understood that I needed them both. 14 John Muir once put it, "Keep close to 15… and climb a mountain or spend a week in the woods. Wash your spirit clean."

Cruz Genet,11, and Anthony Skopick, 10, couldn't agree. Were the birds out on the ice ducks or geese? So on a 1 January evening last year, the two friends ventured onto the 2 pond near their homes, to get a better look. First they tossed a rock onto the ice to3 it. Then they stepped on it. 4 the ice would hold their weight, Anthony took a few steps, then…FOOMP. He crashed through the 5 frozen surface." There was no sound, no crack," he recalled,"I just fell through instantly". Cruz 6 to help his panicked friend. FOOMP— the pond 7 him too.

 The boys were up to their necks in icy water and quickly losing feeling in their limbs. Any chance of their 8 themselves was slipping away. Cruz was sure he was going to die. Anthony's older sister was nearby and started screaming for help.

 John Lavin, a9 driving nearby on his way home, heard her. He quickly 10 . Seeing the boys, he grabbed a nearby buoy (救生圈), 11 off his shoes, and ran into the cold water, chopping(劈) his way through the ice with his free 12 .

 Lavin made his way to Cruz and Anthony and pulled them back to land. When in hospital, doctors discovered that their five- minute 13 in the water had lowered their body 14 nearly ten degrees.

 Fortunately, the boys have fully recovered, though they are still a little awestruck by their 15 neighbor." Just to think," says Cruz," If he weren't there, we could have died."