My whole life began to make more sense after I was diagnosed with Turner syndrome（特纳综合征）at 12. Before that, I1understood why when the rest of my classmates were growing like weeds, I 2a seed stuck in the ground. I had always struggled being the3girl in my class and was known as “Shorty” . Though this 4 me deeply, I refused to let my classmates5my enthusiasm for school and learning. I 6 lots of after-school activities, though they sometimes presented problems. Because girls with Turner syndrome tend to have 7coordination (协调), I hardly had any athletic ability. I loved to sing, but it proved 8to share a microphone with a group of girls seven inches taller. Despite this, I 9 to drive myself to prove that heart and brains could make up for lack of 10. Once diagnosed, I was given a 11plan that involved daily growth hormone (激素) injections. I am the type of person who 12 a doctor's appointment for weeks in advance, 13 getting used to injections every day — and even worse, giving them to myself — was a true test of my character.14 , I got over this difficulty and after five years, I have grown 11 inches. This was a(n) 15 response and I consider it my own little miracle. I am not 16that I have Turner syndrome. It has built up my character and17me into the person I am today. I have learned that you need to try your best to 18the difficulties in your life. Someone once told me, “No one can make you feel inferior (自卑) without your permission.”This statement has always 19 me and so I will journey on to the next stage of my life with  20and self-confidence.

    During the fifth grade, I was often bullied(欺凌) by a boy.1I told it to my teacher. Kyle's bullying never stopped. I was very2and full of hate until he went to another school the next year.

    One night in eighth grade I3again the bullying Kyle had put me through. I waited for the rush of anger I'd always4when thinking about Kyle,5none came. I tried again, thinking about the marks he'd6so many times on the tops of my feet, the words, the pain…but I felt no hate for him.7I felt a small beating of pity inside my heart. This boy, who had8my fifth grade experience, had probably been9his own troubles then. He was obviously10at the world and maybe he was simply taking that11out on me. It was no excuse for what he did, but it was a12.

    I felt as if I had an13understanding. Being angry with Kyle for what he had done was like drinking poison. By holding my hate for Kyle14. I was only hurting myself. That night, I15to let old wounds heal(愈合), and I forgave(宽恕) my fifth grade bully.

    In letting go of that pain, I felt great16. I wasn't letting a three-year-old incident17me. In that way, I guess forgiveness is the most18tool humans have been blessed with. Because, with it, we can let go of19burdens and truly live our own lives. Who knew an eleven-year-old boy could20me that?

    In storm-ravaged (风暴肆虐的) Santa Clarita, California, last March, Martinez approached Runner Road carefully. A 1 creek(小溪) had flooded it. Martinez, driving a Toyota SUV, 2 he'd be OK. Big 3. Halfway across, the rushing waters grabbed hold of his vehicle, sweeping it off the road. It finally 4 a good 80 feet away, when the 5 somehow lifted the SUV and put it into the ground at a 45-degree angle. Shaken, and trapped inside with the water rising quickly, Martinez was certain he was going to 6.

    On the road right behind Martinez were a delivery 7 and his niece. They 8 the horror unfold, and when Martinez's SUV came to 9 in the middle of the pouring creek, the man leaped to 10. First, he grabbed heavy-duty (结实的) 11 from the back of his van and tied the unsteady SUV to 12 posts. Then he climbed on the top of Martinez's 13 and hit a rear window with his fists. Frustrated, he 14 to his niece and yelled, “Give me a 15!”

    Over and over he hit the rock into the 16 very hard, but in vain. “We were scared that something else was going to come down and take the SUV, take him, take my uncle,” Krystina Reyes, 27, said. But her uncle's name was not publicly known.

    Reyes's uncle shouted to Martinez to 17 away from the window. He 18 and threw the rock. 19, the glass broke. Soon, a soaked Martinez went out of the window, and the men escaped to dry land.

    Martinez was saved by a(n) 20 delivery driver.

    Brian Peters had one thing to do before leaving his job as a police officer in Brooklyn. He decided to spend $500 he 1 for his service to buy 10 gift cards and handed them out to strangers in Brooklyn Center on his 2 day.

    It took him about two hours to 3 the cards and that he could put smiles on a lot of people's 4, including one woman he stopped 5 noticing the condition of her car. "Her car was really old and really 6. I saw her screen wipers were 7 in the up position," Peters said. "I 8 what I was doing and gave her a gift card, and 9 she lit up with a smile."

    Once people 10 the initial shock of what he was doing, Peters said he 11 a lot more hugs that day. Monique Drier, who 12 with Peters, said Peters has 13 wanted to give back and didn't really want the attention. "He didn't even have a going away 14," Drier said. "He has always tried to 15 the human side of law practice. He was a great 16 and will be dearly missed."

    Peters, who started his 17 job three days ago, said he still wants to continue giving back to the 18. "Community service is extremely 19, and when you're fortunate in life, you should give back to others who aren't as fortunate as you, Peters said. That's what 20 the world go round."

Go for the Gold

    Diana Golden was 12 years old when she found she had bone cancer. Doctors recommended 1 her right leg above the knee.

    2 Diana heard the news, she asked the first question that came into her mind, "Will I still be able to 3?"

    "When the doctors said yes," she later said, "I thought it wouldn't be too 4."

    That was Diana's 5 to life. Losing a leg would cause most children to lose 6, but Diana refused to think about the 7 side. "Losing a leg?" she'd say. "It's nothing. A body part."

    Most of all, Diana didn't want to let cancer stop her from doing what she loved—skiing. She had been on ski since five. After the operation, Diana worked hard to get back to the 8. "I always skied, and I intended to keep on skiing. There was never any question in my mind about that," she 9. Seven months after losing her leg, Diana met her 10. She was back out on the slopes (斜坡).

    Skiing wasn't quite the same with just one leg, but Diana made the best of it. She 11 to go faster on one leg than most people could go on two. When she was just 17, she became a member of the U.S. Disabled Ski Team.

    After high school, Diana went on to Dartmouth College. There she saw how top two-legged skiers trained. 12 not to be left behind, Diana began training with the Dartmouth team. When they ran up and down the steps of the football stadium, she went up and down the steps too—by 13. "I had to 14," she later explained. "I was an athlete. I had one leg, which meant I had to do it 15."

    Her constant efforts finally paid off. In 1987, Diana placed 10th in a race 16 some of the best nondisabled skiers in the country. And in 1988, the magazine Ski Racing selected her "Skier of the Year", breaking the 17 of electing able-bodied World Cup athletes.

    As a result of her 18 and determination, Diana has changed the way the world looks at19 athletes. People have begun to see them as strong and competent. "Everyone has some kind of 'disability'," Diana says, "It's what we do with our abilities that 20."

A Labrador has been doing an important job to help people stay safe during the COVID-19 pandemic.

Eight-year-old Roby runs through the streets of the hilly city of Medellin several times a day with a 1 in his jaws, taking vegetables, fruit and packaged foods to customers of the Fresh4U mini-market.

"He helps us to maintain social distancing," said Roby' owner, Sherry Botero. "And people 2 it when we send the dog." Roby enjoys eating carrots 3 to him by customers, a tip for bringing a basket of food.

Roby wasn't always a star. He was accepted into the family 4 by Ms Botero after repeated requests by her son to 5 a dog.

But Ms Botero quickly 6 with the dog. And when she opened a mini-market four years ago, he started to accompany her to make deliveries.

Roby can't read 7. But he remembers the names of customers who have previously rewarded him with treats. And with some practice, he has learned to go to their houses on his own.

"He knows the names of five or six of our customers," Ms Botero said, "So I send the goods with a receipt in the basket, and my customers 8 me through a bank transfer(转账；转移)."

Roby might not know that he's become an 9 worker. But he is happy to help his owner and 10 his daily pay.