One night many years ago I was on the bridge of a ship passing one of our large cities on a quiet night. I saw its lights1in the sky and heard the city's noises.

    I have spent twenty-five years on boats. Now I am a 2. My job is to bring in the large luxury3and stay with them until they are safely stopped in their ports.

    I felt very 4the first time I ever docked a big liner. She came5up the harbor on a flood tide and towered high over the short little boat. As we drew alongside, a doorway opened6at water level and two smartly dressed sailors helped me aboard.

    I was escorted to the bridge where I 7from the captain. I realized I was in 8of a great ship worth millions of dollars. Having docked several of the large liners, I realized I was not important, 9simply the quarterback who called the signals.

    In spite of 10we read in the newspapers, I have great faith in this country, praying that a peaceful understanding will come to this11world, so that my children can grow up in a world full of happiness. I believe this will come 12.

    I remember the understanding and 13 that took over this country, back in 1949, when a little girl named Kathy Fiskus 14into an old well in California. Engineers and sandhogs and people in all walks of life worked almost three days, and when they got her out she was dead.

    People sent in thousands of dollars in 15 funds, but those who did the work and 16 the equipment wouldn't take the money. They worked for bigger things. I talked to captains of foreign 17 that came into New York Harbor, and they were just as 18 as we Americans over the tragedy.

I believe some 19 will be found to work together for world peace with the same sympathy and understanding that people worked to rescue little Kathy Fiskus. I believe God will 20 bring this about.

    It was quite a bad time for me. I was in low 1 and felt tired physically. Probably   2 this I hadn't shaved (剃须) for a few days 3 because I had been doing some repairs at my daughter's house, I was 4 quite scruffily (邋遢的). Boarding the 5 to go home, I saw it was almost 6 so I found a rail to rest against.

    That was when a young woman, siting with her child, stood up and 7 me her seat. “Wow!” I thought, surprised. Out loud I said, “Do I look that old and tired?” She 8 to me with; a smile. You look like you've had a tough day." I thanked her sincerely and stayed where I was standing.

    A moment later a man 9 from his seat at the back of the bus and made his way 10 towards me, walking past several people on the way. He told me that he had a serious alcohol addiction 11 and wanted to ask my advice. We 12 about life for a few minutes and then he went back to his seat.

    13 him go, I also looked at the bus-load of people 14 me and his seat. He hadn't 15 to talk to those strangers. He chose to talk to this stranger for whatever it 16 to him and whatever comfort it brought him. Why?

    That's when it 17 to me that he must have thought that I had been where he was. I probably 18 a man who would understand a difficult life. I was a little sad at first, but then I was inspired by the 19 that even when we are at our lowest we can still 20 others if we look like we might be able to meet them where they live or walk a while in their world.

    On Dec. 6, Kelsey Zwick boarded Flight 588 from Orlando to Philly with Lucy, one of her 11-month-old twin daughters. Lucy was born 11 weeks prematurely （早产）and 1 from severe lung disease as a result of a complication （并发症） of that. The brave baby girl was on oxygen 2 until recently. Today, Lucy needs oxygen at night and while 3— one small good deed reminded Zwick how "4" she and her husband, Yuri, truly are.

    "To the 5 in 2D. I don't know you, but I imagine you saw us 6. I was pushing a stroller （婴儿车）, had a diaper （尿布） bag on my arm and also 7 an oxygen machine for my daughter," Zwick wrote on her Facebook post. "We 8 the plane, sat down in our window seat and made 9 to those around us about having to sit by my yelling-but-happy baby. The flight attendant came over and told me a gentleman was waiting to 10 seats," she wrote. "You were giving up your comfortable, first-class seat to us. Not able to 11 tears, I cried my way up the 12 while my daughter Lucy 13! She felt it in her bones too... real, pure, goodness. I smiled and thanked you as we switched but didn't get to 14 you properly," the mom continued.

    "So… thank you. Not just for the seat itself but for 15. For seeing us and realizing that maybe things are not 16 easy. For deciding you wanted to show a random act of 17 to us. I can't wait to tell Lucy someday. In the meantime... we will pay it 18."

    Zwick's story touched the hearts of many, giving rise to 19 comments on the post that has since been 20 over 164,000 times.

    Last year I went on holiday to Spain. But 1, after two days in Madrid, I started to get severe 2 pain. I was in such suffering that I went to the local hospital for a(n)3.

    No sooner had I arrived than I was 4to a small room, and I had not been waiting too long5 a surgeon came to examine me. He didn't speak English and I only spoke a few words of Spanish. He 6that I had to remove my clothes and he gave me one of those funny hospital gowns （罩衣） which hardly 7anything.

    He then asked me in Spanish if I was embarrassed. "Si, unpoco （Yes, a little）", I replied with my face turning red. You see, not only did I feel embarrassed at 8 my clothes in front of a stranger but also this 9stranger was an extremely handsome man. He looked at me as though I was out of my10 and then he quickly 11 down the passage.

    I was beginning to 12what had happened to him when he suddenly reappeared, this time with a group of 13students, and again asked the same question in Spanish. Now I was feeling 14, and shouted in English, "Yes, I'm extremely embarrassed. I think you would mind too if you had to talk to a crowd of strangers with almost no clothes on." Then a female doctor in the group 15 my arm gently and 16 in perfect English, "I think I see the problem. My17 wants to take a photograph of your back﹣an X﹣ray﹣so he wants to know if you are 18a baby. You see, embarazada means pregnant in Spanish."

    No sooner had she told me this than I realized the 19of the misunderstanding. We all had a laugh, 20 I must admit that I felt rather stupid as well.

    Eddie has lots of hobbies, but he loves baseball best. So it is his1sport. Eddie plays baseball on a team every year in the spring. He loves to go to baseball2.

    Every day when it is3, Eddies father throws a baseball to Eddie in the backyard. This is the time of day that Eddie4best. He enjoys spending time with his father and he loves practicing baseball.

    Eddie5baseball cards throughout the year. He and his father visit the6and buy cards for Eddie's collection. Eddie spends hours with his baseball cards. He arranges them in different7and trades them with other baseball8.

    One day, Eddie s father came home with two tickets to9the Atlanta Braves play the next Saturday. Eddie was so10. He counted down the days on the calendar.

    Finally it was the day of the game. Eddie and his father11to Atlanta early in the morning. Before they watched the match, they12the Braves' museum at the stadium and saw a short movie on the history of the Atlanta Braves. Eddie enjoyed seeing the13

    They ate14at the stadium when it was at noon, and soon it was time for the game.

    The game was exciting. Eddie tried to15every move the players made.16he watched carefully and practiced a lot, he might just be on one of those baseball cards some day!

    17the game, Eddie and his father drove home. They talked about the game. They talked about which18were the best, and which19were the most exciting. Eddie went to sleep that night still20of baseball. His dreams were filled with images from his very special day.

Last week I went shopping in the supermarket. I got to the front of the 1 and put my groceries through the checkout. I was about to pay, when I 2 that I didn't have my bankcard with me. I 3.Then I remembered I left it at home when I 4 something online. All I had was $30 in notes and some coins in my wallet. I was short 5 at least $25, and I needed to buy most of the items.

I started to 6 to the checkout lady. "I'm sorry, I stop the queue. Can I put these things back, and then think I'll 7 these. Oh, no, need that."

An Irish lady was 8 behind me, next in the queue. "Excuse me, Dear," she said. "Oh, I'm so sorry," I replied, "I'm 9 you up." "Of course not. I know 10 you feel. This happens to all of us at some point. Now please use my 11 to pay the bill and you can be on your way."

I was astonished by her kindness, 12 even. No matter how I insisted otherwise, she was 13 to help me. Afterwards I asked for her telephone number to 14 and pay her back. "No," she said, "rather pay it forward. You may do a good deed for the next person in need."

By helping others, can we start chain 15 of positive feeling and charity that can benefit our whole society?