B

    A boy and his father walk in the mountains. Suddenly the boy falls, hurts himself, and cries, "AAAhhhhhhhh!!!" To his surprise, he hears the voice(声音) repeating(重复), somewhere in the mountain, "AAAhhhhhhhh!!!" Then the boy cries again, "Who are you?" He hears the answer "Who are you?" He thinks someone else in the mountain is laughing at him, so he gets angry and shouts "Foolish!" He receives the answer "Foolish!"

    He looks at his father and asks, "What's going on?" The father smiles and says, "My son, listen." And then he shouts to the mountain, "I love you!" The voice answers, "I love you!" Again the man cries, "You're the best!" The voice answers, "You're the best!"

    The boy is surprised, but does not understand. Then the father explains(解释), "People call this 'Echo', but really this is life. It gives you back everything you say or do. Our life is just a reflection（反映）of what we have done. If you want more love in the world, have more love in your heart. If you want to be successful(成功), work hard. This can be used in everything in life. Life will give you back everything you have given to it."

    Most of the taxi drivers in Beijing can speak some simple English, so western tourists can communicate (交流) with them. If a foreigner is in a street in Beijing, and he wants to take a taxi, the friendly taxi driver will stop near him and ask him in a friendly way. Here is the usual dialogue in English between them.

The taxi driver:” Can I help you?”

The foreigner: “Yes, please.”

The taxi driver:” Please get on the taxi.”

The foreigner: “Thank you.”

The taxi driver: “Can you tell me where you would like to go?”

The foreigner: “I'd like to go to Tian Qiao Street.”

The taxi driver: “OK, I see.”

    During the ride, the driver will play the western music for the foreigner, and the driver will also begin the conversation with a small talk like the weather or the fashion.

    After getting off the taxi, the foreigner will give the driver some tips (小费) like the way in his country, however, the driver will say politely, “Thank you, but I only take what the ride costs.”

B

    I'm David. Long ago I came to the city near my hometown to find a job. I met all kinds of difficulties and I used up all my money soon.

    It was dark outside one day. I got on a bus quietly. Suddenly, a passenger cried in a loud voice, "someone has stolen my money!" I felt nervous, because his money was in my hand. Some people suggested the driver drive the bus to the police station, but some were against it because they were in a hurry to go back home. The whole bus was very noisy. The driver then stopped the bus by the roadside and turned on the lights. At that time, one passenger said, "Turn off the lights and give the thief(小简)a chance to take out the money."Then the bus got dark.

    When I was still thinking about whether to take out the money or not, the lights were turned on again. There was no money on the floor. Someone said, "Give him one more chance." Then the lights were turned off again. I became even more nervous. The lights were turned on again but they got the same result.

    Then the passengers fell into an open discussion. Later, someone said, "Give him the last chance!" I felt awakened(醒悟的) and took out all the money when the lights were turned off again.

    For many years I have been grateful to those who gave me three chances. When the first and Second chances come, you may not be prepared well or don't have enough courage to act. When the third chance comes, you should know clearly what you should do.

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    Arriving in Sydney on his own from India, my husband, Rashid, stayed in a hotel for a short time while looking for a house for me and our children.

    During the first week of his stay, he went out one day to do some shopping. He came back in the late afternoon to discover that his suitcase was gone. He was extremely worried as the suitcase had all his important papers, including his passport.

    He reported the case to the police and then sat there，lost and lonely in strange city, thinking of the terrible troubles of getting all the paperwork organized again from a distant country while trying to settle down in a new one.

    Late in the evening, the phone rang. It was a stranger. He was trying to pronounce my husband's name and was asking him a lot of questions. Then he said they had found a pile of papers in their trash can（垃圾桶）that had been left out on the footpath.

    My husband rushed to their home to find a kind family holding all his papers and documents. Their young daughter had gone to the trash can and found a pile of papers. Her parents had carefully sorted them out, although they had found mainly foreign addresses on most of the documents. At last they had seen a half-written letter in the pile in which my husband had given his new telephone number to a friend.

    That family not only gave back the important documents to us that day but also gave back our faith and trust in people. We still remember their kindness and often send them a warm wish.