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.

He Had a Go

    It was a cool spring evening in Melbourne, Australia. I drove to my boxing gym for a Friday night training session. After1up, I started training. Then I noticed a tall and slim young man walking through the doors. There was something about him that caught my2.

    Before long, I realized that he might have a mental illness. Having volunteered for mental illness support groups, I really3his problems when I looked at him.

    He paid for the session, put on a pair of gloves and then started hitting the punching bags. I watched him from a4 and wanted to help him to punch straighter and better. Then I felt it was best to leave that up to the trainer who was 5watching him.

    After a few seconds of punching the bag, he stopped and started staring at the   6.The trainer went up to him and 7to help him. It was almost like he woke up from a dream. He8 eye contact with the ceiling at once.

    Then the bell rang and it was the end of the round.9 rounds we are required to do five push-ups(俯卧撑),10all the boys that were training that night did five push-ups. He11to complete his five push-ups. The bell sounded again and the next round began. He punched the bags for a few seconds and then he12. This time he was taring at the walls which were decorated with boxing posters.

    It was clear to me that he could not 13for long.

    When I finished training, I decided to go to him and offer him my help. I held the bag for him and asked him to punch. He14 the bag a few times and then stopped again.

    I smiled at him and asked, "Do you like boxing?"

    He replied with a very shy 15on his face, "Yes, boxing is alright."

    What else could I do than16 this man and his willingness to give it a go? Most people put self-imposed(自我强加的)17on their lives and stop themselves from having a go. I kept thinking about this man while admiring him for even turning up to a boxing gym, let alone training at what appeared to be his18

    There are many lessons to learn from this man. What I19admired about this man was that he had a go! That is what20ordinariness from greatness.

So what will you have a go at?

    It was 1933. I had been laid off my part-time job and could no longer make my1to the family larder(食品贮藏柜). Our only income was what Mother could make by doing dressmaking for others.

    Then Mother was2for a few weeks and unable to work. The electric company cut off the power3we couldn't pay the bill. Then the gas company cut off the gas. Then the4company. But the Health Department made them5the water back on for reasons of sanitation(卫生设备) The cupboard got very bare. 6we had vegetable garden and were able to cook some of its7in a campfire in the backyard.

    Then one day my younger sister came tripping8 from school, saying: "We're supposed to 9something to school tomorrow to give to the poor."

    Mother started to blurt out, "I don't know of anyone who is10poorer than we are," when her mother, who was living with us at the time, shushed (嘘) her with hand on her arm and11.

    "Eva," she said, "if you12that child the idea that she is one of the poor folks'13 her age, she will be one of the poor folks' for the rest of her14. There is one jar of that homemade jelly15.She can take that.

    Grandmother16our last jar of jelly with some tissue paper and a little bit of pink ribbon, and Sis17to school the next day18 carrying her" gift to the poor”.

    And, 19if there was a problem in the community, Sis just naturally assumed that she was supposed to be part of the20.

    It was our first Thanksgiving in the new house and I wanted everything to be perfect. But my plan for everyone to contribute some preparation work had been 1 by my husband's business trip. Even worse, a critical project for me that week had2two days of planned vacation. By Wednesday, my vision of a table with fresh flowers, 3drinking glasses and various homemade desserts had already4 away, I just hoped that I'd find a clean tablecloth and eight5forks.

    In my perfect Thanksgiving, there wouldn't be any orange in my salad because It hadn't made the grocery list. There would be no perfect family photos to record that day because I hadn't got the broken camera6. Someone had brought home the wrong toilet paper, which was the last straw that made me7.

    I don't remember what my son asked me as he was vacuuming(吸尘), 8I do remember twisting into that mean-and-tight mom-face before barking out an 9. This combination of noise and anger is a universal signal to kids everywhere that they might as well 10 me. But he didn't.

    Instead of disappearing from view, my second-grader turned 11 the vacuum and walked across the room to12me. He never said a word. He just13 his arms around me, making me feel 14of myself until today.

    It turned out a(n)15 Thanksgiving. The people I loved gathered around my table and dined just one choice of the pie. My dad used a mismatched fork without 16. My daughter drew a picture of us where everyone smiled.

    My son took a(n)17 to teach me that sometimes we need a hug most when we are 18huggable. This is the best gift you can give. One size19 all and no one ever minds if you 20 .

Taking a gap year between high school and college can be a great way to explore your interests, gain new experiences, {#blank#}1{#/blank#} develop skills that will benefit you in the future. For me, my gap year was {#blank#}2{#/blank#} unforgettable adventure that allowed me {#blank#}3{#/blank#}(step) outside my comfort zone and see the world in new ways.

During my gap year, I traveled to several {#blank#}4{#/blank#}(country) including Thailand, Japan, and Peru. I {#blank#}5{#/blank#} (volunteer) at a wildlife preserve in Thailand, where I worked with elephants, monkeys, and other animals. In Japan, I taught English to elementary school children, and in Peru, I worked on a farming project with a local community.

These experiences were greatly rewarding and taught me valuable lessons about the world and myself. I learned how to communicate {#blank#}6{#/blank#}(effective) with people from different cultures, how to adapt {#blank#}7{#/blank#} new environments and situations, and how to be more self-sufficient and resourceful.

In addition to my travels, I also spent time {#blank#}8{#/blank#}(explore) my passions and hobbies. I took art classes, learned how to cook new dishes, and read extensively about topics {#blank#}9{#/blank#} interested me. These activities helped me to develop my creativity, curiosity, and critical thinking skills. So far these skills {#blank#}10{#/blank#}(be) invaluable in shaping my ideas and I'm looking forward to continuing to improve them throughout my life.

Here is a story about social media bringing people together.56-year-old Lucy Shepherd was 1 as an infant (婴儿) in the early 1960s. When she turned 18, Lucy 2 to look for her birth parents. She managed to find her mother ten years later. However, finding her father proved to be more 3 .

About her father, Lucy knew few 4 and was only told by a social worker that he was an electrician named Jonah Larson. She tried to find him out but with little information she 5 — until decades later when she saw the 6 appear on the "Suggested Friends" list of the social media site Facebook. After looking through his online profile (简介), she realized she might be indeed 7 her father. 

The pair then 8 for several weeks before meeting for the first time last week — and they both said it was like they "have 9 each other their whole lives". 

"It's 10 . I live in Kentucky and she lives 350 miles (about 563 km) away in Cornwall. And we had been 11 for nearly 56 years. The chances of actually 12 were so slim." said Jonah. The 13 took place in Dorset, roughly halfway between Cornwall and Kentucky. When they first spotted (看见) each other, the father opened his 14 and gave Lucy a big hug. "I love you!" said Jonah, looking straight into her eyes, and they hugged 15 .

"Now there is someone else like me, loving me for me. I'm incredibly blessed to find him." said Lucy excitedly.