As we slowly drove down the street on that cold December evening, we spotted the porch（门廊）light. “This 1be the house." I told our "Positive Teens In Action" group with certainty. We2in front of an older home with the porch light shining. We gathered up our 3 books, walked up the steps, and4on the door. We heard a 5 voice from inside say, "Come in. The door is open." We opened the door.

    There in a rocking chair 6 an elderly woman with a big 7 on her face. "I've been8you,"she said weakly. Ruth was one of our "Meals On Wheels" stops I had9. I had phoned her and told her about it. Going along with me were the10 church members who 11 singing carols（颁歌）.

    We 12 Ruth the basket of delicious food the teens had prepared earlier that evening. Then I asked Ruth what carols she would like to 13Ruth was smiling cheerfully when she 14 singing each song.

    15we hugged Ruth good-bye, she said to me with tears in her eyes, “The day you 16 I was still in bed. l had just finished17 .I asked God if it would be possible to have some Christmas carolers come to my home and18 this year. Thank you for being the 19to my Christmas prayer."

    Wow, what an awesome 20 to have the opportunity to make Ruth quite content!

    Millionaire Peter became blind because of an illness. The doctor told him that only by having a Cornea transplant surgery (眼角膜移植手术)could he1 his sight. Peter offered a large amount of money for the cornea, but he didn't get any2 .

    Because Peter was too3of his" wealth" and had done many unkind things, he had a bad 4.So as soon as donors(捐赠者)heard his name, all of them5.

    At first Peter got angry easily because of his wealth, but later, he had no6but to wait quietly.

    One day, Peter felt his way to the little7before the hospital. He raised his head to enjoy the sunshine.8, he saw nothing but darkness. Just then, someone9him all of a sudden. Peter became10, so he cried, "Don't you have eyes? Don't you see who you hit? I'm millionaire Peter!"

    The answer was from a 11,"Sorry, sir. Please forgive me! " Peter then said, "I can forgive you, but you must12with me!" The boy said yes. Peter nodded13and his face lit up with a smile.

    Peter asked," Is the scene here beautiful? "The boy began14 it," How beautiful! The green grass, the blue sky, and the beautiful flowers everywhere....."

    Peter began to15that boy as he was listening.16he became impatient, shouting toward the sky," Oh, my God, the little boy is so17, nothing but a pair of eyes! Why do you give him light?”

    At this moment, a lady interrupted Peter," You are18! My son is too poor to have eyes. What he just described is what I told him! "19, Peter sat on the square, tears running down his face.

    Since then, the city charity would 20a large amount of money every year. The donor was the very millionaire named Peter.

    In October, I told the eight-year-olds about my plan. "I'd like all of you to do extra jobs to1 some money. Then we'll buy food for a Thanksgiving dinner for someone who might not have a nice dinner 2 ." I wanted the children to3 that it's more blessed to give than to4. I wanted them to understand that religion is5nice theological ideas; that people somehow have to make it come 6 .

    Early in the week, the boys and girls arrived in class seizing their hard-earned money and couldn't wait to go shopping. I watched7they ran up and down the supermarket aisles.8, we headed toward the checkout. Then someone9 a “necessity” that sent them racing.

    "Flowers!'' Kristine cried, The group rushed toward the holiday10 .I pronounced, “you can't eat flowers.” But Mrs. Sherlock, we want flowers.”11,I sighed as the children moved a pot of purple mums（菊花） into the cart.

    Then we set off for the house of a needy grandmother and finally  12 in front of a small house in the woods. A woman with a tired face came to the door to13 us. My little group hurried to get the turkey and the trimmings. As each box was carried in, the old woman thanked us—much to children's 14 , When Amy put the mums on the counter, the woman seemed surprised.

    We returned to the car. Fastening seat belts, we could see the kitchen window. The woman inside waved goodbye, then turned and walked across the room, past the turkey, past the trimmings, 15 to the mums. She put her face in the flowers. When she raised her head, there was a16 on her lips. She was17 before our eyes. The children were quiet. In that one brief18, they had seen for themselves the 19 they possessed to make another's life20 . The children had sensed that sometimes a person needs a pot of funny flowers on a dark November day.

    My husband and I both were working in a lonely village in northern Thailand. There were many 1, particularly around our housing.

    We 2 our house this past June. Shortly after, while we were working at the office, the 3 removed all the surrounding banana trees and the grass in order to raise the ground level — she had 4 on tearing down our house and building a new one after we left.

    She brought in tons of 5. This left our house in a kind of moat(壕沟), and when the heavy rain came, our house 6. This was upsetting, but it turned into something 7, because when the headmaster at my school became 8 of it, he got my eighth-grade class to come to help 9 up.

    The boys dug into the moat to drain the water, and built a path out to the street, 10 the girls mopped up the water inside and spread newspapers to 11 it. Before the problem was truly 12, however, we had another flood. This turned into a 13, with teachers and students again 14, and our host mother bringing lunch for everyone.

    Another time, my husband suddenly got very 15. It was going to take the 16 two hours to reach our house, 17 my co-teacher arranged for a truck from the government office to take us to meet it--this truly helped greatly by 18 two hours off the ride.

    There were many other 19 of care and kindness. This community is dear to our hearts, and there is no way we can ever 20 them. I plan to try my best to pay it forward by looking for people in need of help.

No one is born a winner. People make themselves into winners by their own 1 .  

I learned this lesson from a(n) 2 many years ago. I took the head coaching job at a school in Baxley, Georgia. It was a small school with a weak football programme.  

 It was a tradition for the school's old team to play against the new team at the end of spring practice. The old team had no coach, and they didn't even practice to 3 the game. Being the coach of the new team, I was excited because I knew we were going to win, but to my disappointment, we were defeated. I couldn't 4 I had got into such a situation. Thinking hard about it, I came to 5 that my team might not be the number one team in Georgia, but they were depending on me. I had to change my 6 about their ability and potential.  

I started doing anything I could to help them build a little 7 . Most importantly, I began to treat them like 8 . That summer, when the other teams enjoyed their vacations, we met every day and 9

passing and kicking the football.  

Six months after suffering our 10 on the spring practice field, we won our first game and our second, and continued to improve. Finally, we faced the number one team in the state. I felt that it would be a

11 for us even if we lost the game. But that wasn't what happened. My boys beat the best team in Georgia, giving me one of the greatest

12 of my life! 

From the experience I learned a lot about how the attitude of the leader can 13 the members of a team. Instead of seeing my boys as losers, I pushed and 14 them. I helped them to see themselves15 , and they built themselves into winners.  

Winners are made, not born.