A young English teacher saved the lives of 30 students when he took1of a bus after its driver suffered a serious heart attack. Guy Harvold, 24, had 2the students and three course leaders from Gatwick airport, and they were travelling to Bournemouth to3 their host families. They were going to 4 a course at the ABC Language School in Bournemouth where Harvold works as a teacher.

    Harvold, who has not 5his driving test, said, “I was speaking to the students 6 I realized the bus was out of control.” The bus ran into trees at the side of the road and he 7 the driver was slumped (倒伏) over the 8 The driver didn't 9He was unconscious. The bus hit a lamp post and it broke the glass on the front door before Harvold 10 to bring the bus to a stop. Police 11 the young teacher's quick thinking. If he hadn't reacted 12there could have been a terrible13.

    The bus driver never regained 14 and died at Easy Surrey Hospital. He had worked regularly with the 15and was very well regarded by the teachers and students. Harvold said, “It was16 that no one else was hurt, but I hoped that the driver would17.

    The head of the language school told the local newspaper that the school is going to send Harvold on a weekend 18to Dublin with a friend, thanking him for his 19. A local driving school has also offered him six 20 driving lessons.

    For one hour twice a week, I sat patiently and watched my son have his martial-arts (武术)lessons. I started to see martial-arts1effects on him. What I didn't know was that it would2me, too.

    One evening, I sat3my sons martial-arts lesson. At the moment, martial-arts seemed like such a beautiful art. I thought I might4to do this. Two weeks later, I stepped5into the martial-arts world at the age of thirty-six. I6completely nothing about martial arts. The first class was the hardest, I7that first class feeling silly. I left feeling8and helpless, as if keeping any balance was far out of my9. I was fairly10that I would never go back again,  11having already paid the first months fee.

    However, I 12to the very next class, not because I wanted to, 13 because I wanted to set a good14for my child. I am so glad I did. In the years since those first silly ad nervous  15onto the training ground, I've learned a lot of important 16.I learned that I don't have to be 17in everything, that even though something doesn't come easily. It doesn't mean it isn't worth learning, and that having  18with myself is far more important, and far more difficult, than having patience with19.

    Two months before my fortieth birthday, I20a physical and mental test and came out with a black belt.

    He stood on the comer looking a lot like Santa Claus, a smile on his face and a cup outstretched in his hands. I smiled 1 and asked if he was 2, "Would you like to go somewhere and share a sandwich?" He 3 with a bigger smile and a resounding（夸张的）YES.

    His name is Aed. We went together to a comer bakery and then 4 the next hour, he very slowly ate his sandwich, 5 with deep delight on each bite as he 6 his story with me.

    He was one of the few hand pruners（修剪树枝者）still trying to work. He spoke lovingly and with deep 7 about all sorts of plants and trees and how to properly 8 them. Much like humans, each one required kindness and 9.

    He spoke of his time 10 in Vietnam and how the war forever 11 him. He spoke about a pathway diverged（分开）but then 12. He spoke about his philosophy on life that we all have gifts to 13 and we all have the 14 to be happy even without a place to call home. His blue eyes 15 brighter and brighter.

    I asked if I could hug him. 16 resounding YES. And then we hugged a second and third time，each one a bit 17 and a bit more joyful.

    Aed gave me a gift that day. It was the gift of his story. We 18 in touch now and again via email; he is a(n) 19 man. So, the next time you see someone on a comer with an outstretched hand, 20 out and gently take it. You may receive the bigger gift.

A conversation with a Stranger

    Last Sunday I sat on the bus talking with excitement and so ready to spend time in London with one of my best friends from college. As I took the window seat and wore headphones over ears, I almost didn't 1 the elderly man sitting beside me.

    Half an hour passed and I was still absorbed in my own world.2 the elderly man asked me a question, a simple question 3 the bus's Wi-Fi connection, which turned into a two-hour 4. In fact, it directly 5 my personal life.

    We talked much about my dreams, my fears and my life. I 6 more with this stranger on the bus than I have with any friend or family member in months. Maybe it had something to do with me just being 7 to let anyone I know close to me. I was 8 that the stranger was not only so deeply interested in getting to know me, but also just as willing to 9 me to my greatest abilities. He listened carefully to every word I said and gave some useful10 at times. Instead of politely11 his head when I mentioned my major, he told me that my strong liking seemed to be psychology, but not the one I was studying. He said that he knew I would face difficulties if I studied psychology and that he fully understood my12 for the failure.

    The elderly man made me 13 the plans that I had laid out(安排) for my life with just that simple statement. He helped me realize that my neatly 14 plan for the next five years of my life wasn't all that neat, but actually complex and filled with 15.Most of all, he helped me 16 the anxiety and told me not stay away from it because of my fear for the unknown. I 17 a lot from talking with the elderly stranger.

    Several days later, he emailed me, saying, "I think you're 18 for great things no matter what you decide to do." The email was filled with words of 19. In a few hours a stranger showed me a sense of kindness that made me realize that life is sometimes 20 but it is going to be okay.

    One night, when I was eight, my mother gently asked me a question I would never forget. "Sweetie, my company wants to 1 me but needs me to work in Brazil. This is like your teacher telling you that you've done 2 and allowing you to skip a grade, but you'll have to 3 your friends. Would you say yes to your teacher?" She gave me a hug and asked me to think about it. I was puzzled. The question kept me 4 for the rest of the night. I had said "yes" but for the first time, I realized the 5 decisions adults had to make.

    For almost four years, my mother would 6 us from Brazil every day. Every evening I'd 7 wait for the phone to ring and then tell her every detail of my day. A phone call, however, could never replace her 8 and it was difficult not to feel lonely at times.

    During my fourth-grade Christmas break, we flew to Rio to visit her. Looking at her large 9  apartment, I became 10 how lonely my mother must have been in Brazil herself. It was then that I started to appreciate the tough choices she had to make on 11 family and work. 12  difficult decisions, she used to tell me, you wouldn't know whether you made the right choice, but you could always make the best out of the situation, with passion and a 13 attitude.

    Back home, I 14 myself that what my mother could do, I could, too. If she 15 to live in Rio all by herself, I, too, could learn to be 16. I learnt how to take care of myself and set high but achievable17.

    My mother is now back with us. But I will never forget what the 18 has really taught me. Sacrifices 19 in the end. The separation between us has proved to be 20 for me.

"I was born for soccer, just as Beethoven was born for music. " These words are exactly from Pele. He is considered the greatest soccer player who has had a huge influence on the 1 world. His great 2 are not the only reason why he is my hero, though. He is also very kind.

When I play soccer, I often think of Pele, and then I will become very 3. I like 4 videos of his games because I can learn from all his moves. I 5 his skills and want to be like him one day. He started playing soccer when he was very young and 6 his professional career at age 14. He had surprising speed and skills in ball 7 and seemed to be able to make the ball do as he wanted.

I dream of breaking Pele's records one day. He 8 the record of scoring (得分) the most goals in a career:1,283. When he was 17, he was the 9 scorer in a World Cup Final. Pele is the only 10 to have been in three World Cup winning teams (1958, 1962 and 1970) and was named "South American Player of the Year" in 1973. Every time the ball was at his feet, some surprising, record­breaking feat (壮举) was 11 to be made by Pele.

Pele is also famous for his 12 for others. He is a 13 person and gives money to organizations that 14 children around the world and social services in Brazil. 15 ， he is also a member of many charity fund raisers. When he travels, he 16 goes out of his way to help children.

Heroes are people we admire and want to 17. Ney Blanco de Oliveira, Pele's personal friend for more than 40 years, 18 Pele: "My friend Pele is not only the19 soccer player in the world, but also one of the kindest human beings that I have ever known." These are also the reasons why Pele is my 20.