Last night I was driving from Harrisburg to Lewisburg, a distance of about 80 miles. It was late, I was late, and I was driving 1.

    At one point along an open highway, I came to a crossroads with a traffic light. I was 2 on the road by now, but as I came near the light, it turned 3, and I braked to a stop. I looked left, right, and behind me. Nothing. Not a car, no suggestion of headlights, 4 there I sat, waiting for the light to 5, the only human being, for at least a mile in any 6.

    I started wondering why I 7 to run the light.  I was not afraid of being caught, because there was 8 no policeman anywhere around and there certainly would have been no 9 in going through it.

    Much later that 10, after I'd met with a group in Lewisburg and had climbed into bed near midnight, the question of why I'd stopped for that light 11 me. I think I stopped 12 it's part of a contract (契约) we all have with each other. It's not only the law, but it's an agreement we have, and we trust each other to follow 13: we don't go through red lights.

    We do 14 we say we'll do. We show up when we say we'll show up.

    I was so 15 of myself for stopping for that red light. And as no one would ever have known what a good person I was on the road from Harrisburg to Lewisburg, I had to tell someone.

    When I was in Grade Three, I was chosen to play the lead role in the school play.

    For weeks my mother helped me1my lines (台词), but once on stage, every word disappeared2my head. Then my teacher asked me to change3 and be the narrator.

    Although I didn't tell my 4what had happened that day, she5my unhappiness and asked if I wanted to take a walk in the yard.

    It was a lovely6day.  It was warm.  In the yard all the flowers came out. We could see lots of dandelions (蒲公英) dancing among the colorful flowers.  How beautiful they were! I watched my mother carelessly bend down by some flowers.  "I think I am going to7all the useless grass." She said.

    "But I like dandelions," I said, "All flowers are 8 —even dandelions".

    My mother looked at me9"Yes, every flower shines in its own way, doesn't it?" she said. I nodded. "So that is10of people, too." She added.

    She had guessed my11 I started to cry and told her the truth.

    "You will be a great narrator." She said. Then she told me 12I loved to read stories to her when I was in Grade One.

    Over the next few13I learned to take pride in the role. The big day finally14.A few minutes before the play, my teacher came over to me.  "Your mother asked me to give this to you," she said, passing me a dandelion.  After the play, I took the flower home, laughing that I was perhaps15 person who would keep such a common dandelion.

    Last Friday, I was just in France to visit my 96-year-old grandmother who is very dear to me 1lives alone. I don't visit her very often, so every time I go to see her, 2of us think that it might be the3time we see each other. Last time I visited her in December of 2014, I did some video interviews about her life. I asked her 4 it was like to grow up with her father in the 1920s, to live with two young children, with her husband 5 in a prisoner's camp (集中营) in Germany. I also asked her about her greatest 6. I learned a lot of amazing new things about her that I never know before.

    This year, I did not really have questions to ask. I only wanted to tell her how loved she is. So, I cooked for her and read stories. I gave her a foot massage (按摩). 7 leaving, I wanted to leave something 8 behind besides the memory of our time together. So I wrote her five different love and thank notes to let her know how much she means to me. I 9 them in different places where I knew she would 10find them. One of them was under her pillow. 11 one was hanging from the lamp shade by which she reads in the evening. Another one was by her toothbrush. One was in her mailbox which she has to check every day. And the last one was in her car. She still 12to the nearby village a couple of times a week!

    I knew that these cards would surely cheer her up after I left. Really she called me as I was catching my plane back to the US. She said," I found your three cards! By the time I discovered the third, I was laughing out loud! They did me so much good. Thank you so much!" I smiled to myself, 13she still has two more to go! It is Sunday today, so my guess is that she hasn't 14her mailbox or driven her car! I can 15 how happy she will be when she finds them.