It was a rainy morning and the children, mainly boys with various learning difficulties, refused to settle for the start of the lesson. As an inexperienced teacher, I tried every means to get them to be 1, but in vain. my panic was rising and I could feel my heart beating wildly. This was the 2 of my job as a music teacher, I thought —teaching was not for me. Then I had an idea. Hoping that no one would notice that I was 3 inside, I threw my voice as far as it would reach: "Put your heads on the desks and close your 4! We are going on a journey."

    5, the children fell silent. "Now what should I do?" I thought to myself. Reaching over to my collection of CDs, I blindly took one out, put it in the machine and played it.

    Obediently (顺从地), my class lay their heads on their desk, closed their eyes and 6. When the music started, the room as filled with the most beautiful tones and musical colors I could have ever imagined. All the children were 7. When the music finished, I asked them all to raise their 8 slowly so that we could share our musical journey.

    At this point, when all the children were willing to share their experiences, I began to learn how to 9. The music allow me to learn that teaching is about sharing and respect, tears and smiles, the knowing and the 10 and most of all, an understanding of each other. This was the power that music in the classroom could have.

    I was really nervous this year because I was in a new class. It1me that I didn't know anyone in the class, But 2I didn't know anyone. I had the 3to do something I love- people watching.

    The girl sitting behind me was always laughing and talking happily. She was one of the very few people who made any4 to acknowledge me.

    At the end of the year, we were5to do a big open-ended project where the6were basically to read something, then watch something related to it, and then7a presentation based on what we learned.

    On the presentation day, that girl8 in front of the class, and told everyone how she had read about eating disorders, because she herself had9with one. As it was too difficult for her to talk about it10, she had made a movie, where she had11some people about their eating disorders and how they had felt and12them eventually. After the presentation, almost13was in tears. Several people commented on how 14she was to stand up and talk about it, and how strong she was to have got over the disorder.

    I never15she would have a problem like that because she always seemed16. Her courage to talk about something so17in public and her strength to get through her difficulties have18me. I've also learned how difficult it is to19people. You never know what type of person someone is just by20for a term.

    Miss Bessie was only five feet tall, but she was the only woman strict enough to make me read Beowulf. I shall never forget the day she 1 me and persuaded me to read it.

    “But Miss Bessie,” I complained, “I ain't much2 it.”

    “Boy,” she said, “how dare you say 'ain't' to me! I've taught you better than that.”

    “Miss Bessie,” I responded, “I'm trying to be the 3of the football team, and if I go around saying 'it isn't' and 'they aren't', my friends are going to laugh at me.”

    “Boy,” she said, “you want to be the leader4 you have courage. But do you know what5 takes courage? It's 6to lower your standards to those of the crowd.”

    Then, I 7 saying “it isn't” and “they aren't, '' and I 8 became the leader, without losing my friends' 9

    Born in 1895 in poverty, Miss Bessie grew up in Athens, Alabama. She never attended university because she could not 10 it. In the local high school, she11a lot about Shakespeare and the great importance of12“What you put in your head,” she once said, “can never be13 by anybody.”

    During her14 44-year career （职业生涯）, Miss Bessie taught hundreds of youngsters. I remember her now with 15and affection. Miss Bessie noticed things that had nothing to do with schoolwork, but were important to a youngster's 16 Once a few classmates 17 my worn-out overcoat, and as I was leaving school, Miss Bessie18 me,” Carl, never worry about what you don't have. Just make the most of what you do have —a brain.

    When Miss Bessie died in 1980, hundreds of her former 19mourned. Many of them20 by Miss Bessie's example, became excellent teachers.

    Today my son didn't feel well and came home from school early. I decided to take him to lunch. On the way, he saw a woman pushing her cart along the street. He said to me, “Ma, she's wearing baseball cleats（夹板）as 1 I just wish I made enough money to be able to 2 a pair of comfortable shoes for 3 I see that doesn't have shoes.”

    We drove to a shopping center and he went inside. He 4 thought out what he'd get. He 5 the most comfortable and the longest lasting shoes that would keep her 6 too. He 7 two pairs: athlete shoes and also boots for the winter, along with a six pack of socks.

    We drove back to find her and give her this 8. I had no intention of taking a 9 but I was holding my phone as I saw her reach up to 10 him. It choked me up and I couldn't 11 that moment. I opened the camera as quickly as I could and 12 it. It brought tears to my eyes as he hugged her and then helped her 13 the tags and put them on. He quietly got back into the 14 and he sat there for a minute or so. When he looked over at me he said, “Ma, today is her birthday. She was so 15.”

    He didn't ask questions or talk 16 about her situation. He simply 17. He took basically one week of his pay and made this lady's birthday 18. I challenge everyone to love a 19 with the20 of a child. Show compassion and give what you can. It doesn't have to be a lot.

    It's a Friday morning in Boston, which1Dr. Jim O'Connell is making his rounds. He might be more2inside an exam room, but that's not where his patients are. Dr. Jim O'Connell is one of a handful of physicians making house calls to the3in the city.

    More than 550, 000 Americans are homeless, and many have health problems but no4to cure. O'Connell and his team are doing something about it. On a daily routine, they5about 700 regular patients. "I feel like I'm a country doctor in the middle of the city." he said.

    O'Connell began to do this 33 years6, when he was at Harvard Medical School and was7to be a one-year position as the founding physician of a new health-care program for Boston's homeless. That turned into a 33-year8at the Boston Health Care for the Homeless Program, one of the country's largest of its kind. O'Connell9about everything, from stitches (缝补)for an arm to surgery for the soul. If patients can't be treated on the street, he finds them a treatment bed at the respite facility(休息治疗区), a place for patients10are too sick to be on the streets11not ill enough for a hospital stay.

    "12I had been taught to do—go fast, be efficient—was13when you take care of homeless people." When you see somebody outside, you get them a cup of coffee and sit with them. Sometimes it14six months or a year of offering a sandwich or a cup of coffee before someone would start to talk to me. But15they engage(参与), they'll come to you any time because of16you. When asked about how his life might have17, if he had become a highly paid physician, O'Connell said, "I18think about it anymore."

    Some things are far more valuable than money. Just ask Dr. Jim O'Connell who19 everything from patients who have nothing20to give.

As an only child, Nicole Renae often felt lonely in her youth. But that all changed when she turned ten. For her birthday, Renae's grandmother 1 her with an adorable gray 2 named Chloe.

From the very start, the two were 3 . "She was my best friend," Renae said. Every ounce of love Renae gave, the little dog returned tenfold.

But when Renae was 14, her father 4 a new job that came with a shocking warning: He'd be working at home, and the house needed to 5 noise disturbance.

"Chloe was very noisy," Renae said. "I was just a kid, so I didn't have any 6 in the matter. I didn't want to 7 my dog. I just felt so sick and 8 about it. With no easier option, the family sent Chloe to a humane society.

9 , Renae grew up, got married, and had a child of her own. But her family didn't feel quite complete. Remembering the 10 that having a dog had brought her as a kid, Renae wanted her daughter to 11 the same. She had it in her mind that she would 12 a puppy, but then one day she saw a post on a social media platform about a 13 dog that needed a new home. The dog in the photograph looked a lot like Chloe —she was even named Chloe. In an instant it was 14 : She would adopt this older dog.

When she met Chloe, the dog seemed so familiar. And Chloe appeared to feel the same 15 about Renae. Soon Renae cried with excitement because she felt so lucky to have Chloe again.