My first lesson is at a meeting. As we settle around the table I hear Meg, who is1a recent operation, talking to Judith, the manager of our project. “Thank you so much for2 my daughters to their dance lessons last week.” “Don't mention it,” Judith says, “It was nothing.”

    Knowing how 3Judith's schedule is, with her work, kids and aging parents, I find her driving Meg's children to lessons unbelievably 4. I am about to say more about this when Donna, another colleague, enters the room5. She apologizes for being late, saying she just hosted a lunch for her friends who are over seventy. “That is so nice of you,” I say, 6 how busy she is, how she doesn't like to cook and clean. “Oh,” she says, waving her hand, “It was nothing.”7, I can still tell the 8in her voice. She did gain a sense of satisfaction from the entertainment offered to her friends.

    Seeing their 9 to help others selflessly, I start thinking about the concept of “nothing”, this way of living—had it really been nothing or are they simply saying that? It 10to me that once I spent a whole afternoon after work helping a friend 11a speech she was going to deliver. I12 her to rearrange the sequence of the stories in the lecture to make it sound more 13. After the fifth try, she finally 14it . She hugged me with15, saying thanks to me. I smiled and said it was nothing.

    Suddenly, I realized that helping someone was really something to me. I learned that giving from the heart doesn't 16 mean sacrifice and hard work. The 17is finding something we love to do and finding someone who18 that something. Our generosity can benefit others19 ourselves. Once you have a good 20of it, it's nothing. And it's really something.

    I can still remember it as if it happened yesterday. I was a college freshman and had 1 most of the night before, laughing and 2 with friends. Now just before my first class of the day my eyelids were feeling heavier and heavier and my 3 was dropping down to my desk to make my textbook a 4. A few minutes' nap (小睡) time before class wouldn't hurt, I thought.

    BOOM! I 5 my eyes and looked around with my heart beating wildly trying to find the 6 of the noise. My young professor was looking at me with a 7 on his face. He had dropped his textbooks onto the teacher's desk 8. “Good morning!” he said, still smiling. “I am glad to see everyone is 9. Now let's get started.”

    For the next hour I wasn't 10 at all. It wasn't from the shock of my professor's textbook alarm clock. It was 11 from the interesting discussion he led. With knowledge and good humor, he made the material 12. His words were full of both wisdom and loving-kindness. When the class was over, I left the classroom not only wide awake, but a little 13 and a little better as well.

    I learned something far more important than not sleeping in class that day too. I learned that if you are going to do something in this life, do it well and do it with joy. What a wonderful world it would be 14 every teacher, doctor, cook, businessman, farmer and worker made their work an expression of their love. Don't sleepwalk through your life then. 15 up! Let your love fill your work. Life is too short not to live it well.

    I never thought I'd be a “runner”. I was the girl who 1 slowest in the PE class. A few years ago, I was walking with a group of2 in the Race for the Cure, a 5KM race designed to 3 money for the fight against breast cancer4 one lady caught my 5.

    She was one of the weakest-looking women I've ever seen. She must have been close to seventy years old,6a T-shirt with the word “Survivor.” She was so small that it seemed as if she could even be  7by a swift wind. But she was running. And she was 8 me my group of friends. She ran slowly, but 9—as if each step pushed her cancer further into her past. Right at that moment, I 10that in the next Race for the Cure, I'd be running along with her.

    A week later, I found myself in the11, running on the treadmill (跑步机). Three minutes after I started, my face was bright red. I felt like my lungs were going to12. I had to slow down to a walk. I thought of the 13at the race. I kept it up. I was able to go a little  14 each time. Three and a half minutes. Four minutes. Five.

    A year later, I was 15 at the Race for the Cure, but this time, I 16 with the runners. When the race started, the other runners passed me by. I ran forward. I wondered if I'd be 17 to do it. But then, I remembered the brave woman. I ran as fast as I could until I finally crossed that finish line. I had just 18 my first race! I looked down at my legs, 19. They had done something I'd never thought 20. I have never felt stronger than at that moment. And, I knew that I wanted to do it again.

    It was my first real trip as a lone（单独的）traveler. My first 1 was Paris. It took a lot of 2 to leave the safety of my hotel, but I'm glad I did.

    I decided to stop for dinner at a café and was halfway through a delicious meal when I found myself 3 by a group of French young men who had heard my Australian 4when I talked to a waiter. Despite their 5 English, we could understand each other and my new friends treated me 6 an adventure. They took me to 7 the city. What followed were three 8 days of parties, clubs, and further sightseeing of Paris I's never have seen on my own.

    Then I went to New Delhi, India alone. 9, I met an American family 10 to a wedding in a church, 11 they were to meet their new distant Indian relatives 12. We got on so well that they 13 I join them for the celebrations, and I found myself 14 with 800 people, when a bride and groom were arriving on elephants.

    On my trip to Japan, I 15 a university student to be my tour guide. This 16 in having a traditional Sunday lunch with her family.

    Travelling alone provides you with 17 to meet interesting people. You get life experience from what you do to 18 difficulties. And I'm 19 enough to have caught the attention of nice people from all over the world who strengthen my 20 in humanity（人性）.

    The accident happened on a Sepember night in 2013. A vehicle struck my car from behind 1 I was driving home. At the hospital. the doctors 2 I was a quadriplegic(四肢瘫痪者) and told me I wasn't going to be able to move anything from my neck 3. I had lost the 4 of almost every muscle and was very weak.

    I realized that my life was 5.My head 6 like a heavy ball and I couldn't hold it up. I was unable to use a phone, and unable to 7 or wash myself. I couldn't grasp anything: a fork or spoon was too 8 to pick up.

    However, I saw a glimpse 9 and was inspired by other patients with 10 like mine in the recovery center. The first year was slow and I didn't see much 11. But I had to learn to be 12 with myself and to enjoy every 13 going forward. I was determined to walk again, so giving up was no longer a(n) 14. I struggled hard on my recovery(康复) and still do to this day. I'm now moving my 15 and arms on my own, doing things like swimming and yoga. All of this is 16 my doctor's wrong, and is turning the page from the impossible to the possible.

    My family, friends and team encourage me to 17 to work harder. I believe that this difficulty is an opportunity to 18 and become stronger. I'm sure my story will inspire others not to 19. If I learned one 20 from my car accident, it's this: Never give up on hope.

    As s businesswoman, I care deeply about my customers. But like anyone for whom you feel affection, 1 can also drive you mad. They'll come rushing in, 2their handbag's been stolen. They'll 3 that they left it in the changing room, create havoe (混乱) and then 4 it had been in their car all the time. They'll have out half the 5 in the shop, and want the only style you don't have left in a 6 colour. I do know how upset the shop staff can get, but I try to persuade them to keep 7.

    I remember the first really 8 customer we had at Covent Garden. She was. 9 absolutely everything, nothing was right and I was rather 10 that she became a "regular". After a while, she 11 for the way she behaved at the beginning. She had split up with her husband the week before, was living in a flat 12, and since she'd found it too much to cope with (应对), she'd taken it out on 13 people.

    That taught me a valuable 14 and I pass it on to the people who 15 in the market. Don't take it 16. If a customer is rude or difficult, just think "Maybe she's had a row with her husband. Maybe her child's not 17." Always water it down and don't let your ego (自我) get 18. If you do, you won' be able to 19 it and the whole thing develops into an unpleasant scene and that 20 everyone's day.