A lady wanted a birthday gift from her husband. For many months she had liked a beautiful 1, and knowing her husband could  2 it, she told him that was all she wanted. On the morning of the  3, her husband told her how  4 he was to have such a good wife, and how much he loved her. He  5 her a beautiful gift package (纸盒). She opened it and  6 a Bible.  7, she raised her voice and said to her husband, “With all your money, you give me a Bible?” She was so  8 that she left him.

    Many years passed and the lady was very  9 in business. She owned two large companies. She  10 her husband was very old, and thought perhaps she should go to  11him. But before she could, she  12 a letter telling her that he had died, and gave all of his possessions (财产) to her. She needed to come back and  13things.

    When she arrived at his house, sadness  14her heart. She saw the still new  15, just as she had left it years before. With  16, she opened it and began to turn the pages. A ring    17 from the Bible to the floor and a  18 could be seen. She picked it up and found it was the ring she wanted in those days. And on the card was the date of her birth, and the words “LOVE YOU ALWAYS”.

     19 your gift is not packaged the way you want it, it's because it is better packaged the way it is! Always appreciate little things; they usually lead you to bigger things! The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched for they must be felt with the  20.

    “Look, it's Baldy!” A boy shouted in my direction across the playground. Even though I was used to regular insults (侮辱) because of the1on my head, it was2horrible to hear. I sighed as I headed back to the class.

When I was just 20 months old, I suffered serious3after a bowl full of hot oil fell on my head. I was4to hospital and had to stay there for weeks while the doctors5to save my life. “Holly's very6to be alive,' "they told Mum and Dad. “But she'll be7with scars on her head, and of course her hair won't grow there. ”

    As a child, I cared much about my scars, so I8wore a scarf to cover them up when I left home.9I didn't, people would call me horrible names like Baldy. Although my friends were always comforting me, they never10understood how it felt.

Then through the hospital I was11to a children's burns camp, where children like me can get any help. There, I1214-year-old Stephanie, whose burns are a lot more serious than mine. But she is so13that she never lets anyone put her down. "You shouldn't14what people say about what you look like because we're not different from anyone else, Holly,” she15me. “And you don't need to wear a scarf because you look great16it! ” For the first time in my life I could speak to someone who'd been through something17.So weeks later, at my 13th birthday party,18by her bravery, I gave up my scarf and showed off my scars. It felt amazing not having to19away behind my scarf.

    Now, I am20of what I look like and much happier, because I have realized it is your personality(个性) that decides who you truly are.

    Robby was 11 when he took his first piano lesson.I1 students begin at an earlier age,2 I explained to Robby.Robby said it had always been his mother's dream to hear him play the piano.So I took him as a student.

    Much3Robby tried,he4 the sense of tone and basic rhythm.But be dutifully reviewed his lessons.

    Over the months he tried and tried,and he'd always say,“My mom's going to hear me play someday.”But it seemed5.He just did not have any inborn ability.

    Then one day Robby stopped coming.I was glad,as he was a bad6for my teaching!I 7he had decided to pursue something else.

    Several weeks later,my students were to have a recital（演奏会）.To my surprise,Robby came,asking to play in the recital.

    “It is for 8 pupils,but you dropped.”

    “My mom was sick.But I have been practicing.I've just got to play!”he insisted and I agreed.

    The night for the recital came.I put Robby up just in the program9I was to come up and thank all the students and play a finishing piece.I thought I could save his poor performance through my "curtain closer".

    The recital10well.Robby came up on stage.His clothes were wrinkled and his hair looked dirty.“How could his Mom...?”I thought.

    Robby began and it was Mozart's work.I was not prepared for what I heard next.His fingers even11 on the keys.After six and a half minutes he ended and people were all on their feet in wild12.

    13and in tears I ran up and put my arms around Robby in joy."I've never heard you play like that,Robby! How did you do it?"

    Through the microphone Robby explained:"Well,Miss Hondorf,remember I told you my mom was sick?Well...14she had cancer and15this morning.And well...She was born deaf,so tonight was the 16 time she ever heard me play.I wanted to make it 17."

    There wasn't a 18eye that evening.I thought to myself how much 19 my life had been for taking Robby as my pupil.However,he was the teacher,for it is he that showed me the meaning of20and love and believing in oneself.

    I shopped today. While I was1at the grocery store, a woman followed behind me. She was standing by one of those shopping carts with the2in front. The basket held just a few3: some apples, corn, a loaf of bread, some canned goods, and a bunch of beautiful coral colored roses. Several times I4her looking at those lovely roses and5. I told her that they were, indeed, very lovely roses. She said, "I really do love them, and they're my6color."

    Well, just as I was 7, I heard her say to the 8, "You can put those roses back. I really couldn't 9 them." I turned around and asked her if she would allow me to get them for her. She10her head and said, "Why would you want to do that? You 11 don't have to." I replied that I just wanted to especially since she12them so much. She still seemed hesitant so I told her that she would be doing me a great kindness if she would13me to gift them to her.

    With tears in her eyes, she14and said, "I really do love them. Thank you."

    On the way home I was reminded of a 15I had heard decades ago and I've loved it ever since. The song is Bread and Roses. It's a 16 song on many levels and reminds us that we all need food, but we all also need 17.

    A line from this song fits this18 perfectly, I thought. It reads: "19starve as well as bodies. Give us20, but give us roses, too."

    I boarded the airplane heading to Barcelona, frightened because in a matter of hours I'd be landing in a country populated by people who all spoke a language which was completely unknown to me. Not only that. I'd be 1 the next two weeks there.

    All the butterflies I had in my 2 immediately flew away because as I arrived at the warm, colorful campus 3 I'd be living for the next fourteen days. I felt like I'd found myself a second 4.Counselors and other staff members welcomed us at the gate, introducing themselves, and just being all round 5 .

    I made my 6 to my assigned room only to find a crying girl and two other girls 7 her down. Little 8 I know how many memories I'd make 9 these three girls, how close we'd become over the next 10 of weeks and how many times the camp director would have to come to our room at 3:00 a.m. and 11 not to send us shopping if we didn't go to bed 12 .

    In the mornings we took Spanish classes and a guy 13he learnt more Spanish over these two weeks than he did for the past year at 14.During the day, I formed life-long relationships with people from all 15 of the globe, and mostly visited the breathtaking Barcelonan beaches.

    Speaking of breakfast, the meals were restaurant—worthy, the 16were endless and people with special food needs were well 17.

    The staff always found some way or another to 18 us, whether it was having a surprise water party at ten p. m. or having an unannounced watermelon—eating contest, they always had 19 up their sleeves.

    By the end of camp, everyone was so sad that they had to leave, there were enough 20 to fill up an Olympic—sized pool.

    Jayce began noticing when he was in kindergarten that he looked different from his classmates. They had two arms. He had one.

    It started when one boy 1 him, said his mother, Lewis. He'd return to his home with questions: “Why am I 2? Why me? His mother recalled he was actually mad at God for making him that way and that it was a heavy 3 to his heart.

    Lewis 4 she didn't know what to do at that point. A few weeks later, Lewis turned on the TV to a news story about an eighth grader, Trashaun, becoming an Internet hit after 5 videos of his slam dunks (灌篮), and, like Jayce, he 6 most of his left arm. Lewis called Jayce in. To her surprise, Jayce was immediately 7. At the time, it seemed that watching Trashaun was 8 an inspiring moment for Jayce—he saw a role model with a similar 9. If it had stayed just that, Lewis would have been happy enough. But little did she know that a family friend had already 10 to the newspaper to help set up a 11 with Trashaun to build Jayce's confidence.

    The boys met and instantly 12 with each other as both of them were in the same condition. They rode bikes, took photos, and shot basketball on the court. Instead of spending the whole day feeling 13 for themselves, they had a lot of fun. However, Trashaun did get 14 with Jayce sometimes. They talked about his left arm. He told Jayce he was perfect the way God made him. He also told him not to let anyone 15 him and not to let those words shake his 16.

    Since that meeting, Lewis has seen a noticeable 17 in her son. As for Trashaun, his relationship with Jayce made him 18 to help more kids. “Honestly, it 19 a lot to know that I changed Jayce's life,” Trashaun says. Still, he never dreamed that his 20 would have such an impact. “I just thought my friends would see them, and be like, 'Oh, he dunked it!'”

    He certainly did.