I was coming back from home late at night in a 'Sharing' mini van(厢式货车). In Hydera- bad, India, it is a cheap and quick form of 1. The van driver picked up as many as 13 people at times in a vehicle which is 2  for the transport of 8. So our van was very3.

        Making her way to the 4 of the van, a school girl with a bag 5  the driver to stop. While getting down, she slipped and fell. None of us  6  it, as it was dark outside. The driver was 7  for her to pay. It was then that we saw that the girl was on her 8  by the side of the road. Another passenger and l got down9and held her up.

        Even in  10, she held up a note and asked us to pay the driver. The other 11       passenger took the note and paid the driver. My 12 was a few hundred meters away. As a girl, I knew I'd get off and stay with her in the 13. So I paid up the driver for 14 and he drove away with the other passengers.

        I neither  15  her nor did I know what to do. But I was there, giving some 16 words to another girl in pain. I asked her to stand  17 for a few while. I then looked for a place for her to sit. Then I 18 her friend and waited there. She was rushed to a nearby clinic later. Before leaving, she thanked me for 19  and we hugged goodbye.

        The night breezes were blowing  20  upon my cheek as I walked home，with a feeling of relief.

    Mr Jackson was blind from birth. He owned a fruit 1 on a very busy street. 2 he was visually disabled, he ran his business pretty handsomely. He could see nothing and he could only 3 the things within his reach. 4 he was able to handle it and was content with everything he had.

    One day his son came to him. He told Mr Jackson in 5 that he read in the newspaper of a 6 who could operate on his eyes and allow him to see. The father and son traveled to the doctor and paid for the 7.

    After the operation, the doctor asked Mr Jackson, “What is the first thing you are 8 to see when I take the bandages off?” He replied, “I really want to see my beautiful 9 on my stand!”

    The doctor and the son 10 Mr Jackson down to the busy street where his fruit stand had been located for so many years. The doctor 11 unwrapped the bandages 12 he could lay his eyes on the beautiful fruit! Mr Jackson was so full of 13 that he could finally see his life's work—taking care of his fruit! After a few hours of 14 his beautiful fruit stand, he looked down the street both ways and saw there were quite a few fruit stands in both directions. He looked 15 the street and saw many other fruit stands. He spent so much time looking at other people's fruit stands and 16 the competition. Soon his own business 17.

    From Mr Jackson's failure, we should know that everyone is a 18 individual with different fingerprints, DNA and thinking. What we need to do is just be ourselves and 19 everyone else to be who they are. Mind our own business and we should never be afraid of 20.

    A large cat arrived at a farm where many mice lived. None of them dared go outside for fear of being1by the cat.

    The mice decided to hold a 2to find a way of stopping themselves from being in 3One day, when the cat was out, mice of all ages4 into the meeting room.

     “Let's build a big trap,” one mouse5 When this idea was6 another said. “What about poisoning(毒死)her?” But7knew where to buy the poison. One young mouse, whose mother had become the cat's food, said 8.” Let's cut her teeth, so she can do no more harm.” But the meeting did not accept his 9.

    At last, one mouse,10than the rest, jumped onto a table. Waving a bell, he called for11 “Be quiet! We'll tie this bell to the cat's tail, so we'll always know12she is! We'll have13to escape, and the slower and weaker mice will hear her coming and be able to 14!” Hearing the words, everyone got15and they congratulated him on his good idea.

     “We'll tie it so tightly(紧紧地)that it will never16!”

     “She'll never be able to walk 17again! Why, the other day, she suddenly appeared right in front of me! Just imagine”.

    However, the wise mouse said, “We must18who is going to tic it on her tail.” There was not a sound in the room. Nobody was19enough to put the plan into action. The meeting ended without any decision being made.

It's often very easy to have bright ideas, but putting them into practice is more20matter.

    When I was young, each morning I woke up and would find my father nowhere around the house. He usually got up early before1and began milking the cow and cleaning the farmyard. In summer, he got up2earlier to mop the grass and water the flowers and vegetables in the garden. Once I helped my father to3weeds from the corn field. It wasn't long4I felt very tired but the field ridge（田垄） seemed5. Finally I totally threw myself6in the field, feeling7. My dad seemed to have8my mind. He came up and said, "Farming is backbreaking and really takes9and sweat, but in10the sweet harvest will be worth the11. "Encouraged by his words, I struggled to my feet. My father12and added, "Rome is not built in a13but it can be built in hundreds of days. So whenever14with a huge project, just break it into 15parts and then complete them one by one. Finally you will be amazed at your16. "Hearing what he said, I was greatly17and continued removing the weeds from patch to patch. Believe it or not, at the end of the day, I18in weeding half an acre of corn field.

    Now, I have tried different jobs and finally19down running a big restaurant. In my lifetime, my father's devotion to his job and his special working methods can always encourage and guide me20all kinds of difficulties.

    I arrived at my school one morning. As soon as I walked in, the 1immediately felt sad and uncomfortable. I knew exactly why the mood felt this way. The people around me were 2their emotions, trying to keep their 3steady. Today was the day when our teacher would 4 and move to another school. Mr. Smith was finally saying goodbye to our school after five years'5 here.

    Mr. Smith was a(n)6 likable man. He would tell a lot of jokes during the class 7 so you would remember it. He was very easy to talk with and to have 8 with. He was cool, relaxed,9 was always friendly when you would see him. It was 10 hard not to like him.

    I felt sad and 11.I couldn't even imagine how things were going to be 12 him: all the good times I've had with him. The 13 he said that made me laugh, the countless hours of watching him play the guitar, and the warm 14 he kept on his face. These thoughts 15 my mind, and I became 16.Why did Mr. Smith have to go? This is so 17.I was lost into my thoughts.

    "Hey, are you all right?" My friend Peter 18.

    "Yeah, I'm all right. I'm just kind of sad," I 19.

    "Yeah, me too. I wish he was our teacher forever. Mr. Smith is the best," he 20.

    When Mrs Green asked us to discover our professions(职业), the whole class seemed to be greatly surprised. Our professions? We were only 13 and 14 years old! The teacher must be 1. "Yes, you will all be searching for your future 2. Each of you will have to 3 someone in your field and give an oral report."

    Each day in her class, Mrs Green talked about this. Finally, I picked print journalism(新闻业). This 4 I had to go to interview a true newspaper reporter. I was nervous. I sat down in front of him 5 able to speak. He looked at me and said, "Did you bring a pencil or pen?"

    I shook my head.

    "How about some 6?"

    I shook my head again.

    Finally, I thought he 7 I was nervous, and I got my first big tip as a 8:"Never, never go anywhere without a pen and paper. You never know what you'll run into." After a few days, I gave my oral report totally from9in class. I got an A on the project.

    Years later, I was in college looking around for a new career(职业), but with no success. Then I10 Mrs Green and my dream at 13 to be a journalist. And I called my parents. They didn't 11 me. They just reminded(提醒) me how competitive the field was and 12 all my life I had to run away from competition. This was true. But journalism did something to me; it was in my13. It gave me the freedom to go up to total strangers and ask what was 14.

    For the past 12 years, I've had the most satisfying reporting career, 15 stories from Olympic Games to car accidents and 16 choosing my strongest area. 17 I went to pick up my phone one day, an incredible（令人难以置信的）wave of memories hit me and I realized that 18 Mrs Green I was able to be sitting at that desk.

    I get 19 all the time: "How did you pick journalism?"

    "Well, you see, there was a teacher…" I just wish I could 20 her.