One evening a young woman walked on the beach. She 1 to see the footsteps（足迹） she had left in the sand, but they had already been washed away by the water. When she turned to continue her walk, She was surprised to see an old woman 2 by a fire.

    She walked up to the old woman and asked,”Where did you come from? I didn't see you here a minute ago.

    3answering her question, the old woman said, ”Sit with me, my child. I have something to show you.”

    As the young woman sat down beside the fire, the old woman handed her a book. She turned the pages of the book one by one and was 4 to discover they told the story of her whole life, from the early days of 5to the present. But when she turned to the next page, she found it empty. And the rest of the pages in the book were all empty.

    “Does this mean my life ends tonight?” she asked.

    “No, my child. It means tonight your life 6 .”

    At that time the old woman took the book into her hands and began to tear(撕掉)each of the pages that had words out of the book. She then threw 7 into the fire until all left were empty pages. She handed the book of empty pages to the young woman.

    “You see,” she said, “just as the water washed away your footsteps in the sand, your past is forever gone. What you 8 have is here and now. Each moment is the beginning of the rest of your life and you should live it to the fullest, because you won't live that moment a(an) 9 time. For your future, you are free to shape it as you wish, 10 it has not yet been written.”

    It was a lovely spring afternoon. My classmates and I were playing happily on the playground when I let out a cry, “Ow! Ow! Something in my shoe is biting me.”

    Everyone was shocked（震惊） by the cry. They took me into a classroom and were about to take off my1. “Which foot is it?” One asked “let us have a look.”

    Suddenly, I remembered the holes in2socks. My family was very poor during those years. I wore welfare （福利）socks, which cost only a little, but those3welfare socks didn't last long. They soon had 4at the bottom.

    I refused to take off my shoe. I5stand others seeing the holes in my sock. I tried to hold back my tears. Yet, each time the thing6my shoe bit me, tears raced down my face.

    My teacher, Miss Diane, hurried into the7, “What's wrong?” She asked.

    “Something is biting her right foot,8she doesn't let us take off her shoe,” One of my classmates answered.

    Miss Diane lived next door to me. She9everything about my family .She put both hands on my shaking shoulders and10into my painful and hopeless eyes.

    “Oh, yes, it must be a sock-eating ant,” She said, as if she had11seen the thing inside the shoe. “I had a bite from one of those ants. When I got my shoe off ,it 12almost the whole bottom off my sock.” My classmates nodded while they were listening to the teacher13, although they all looked a little surprised.

Miss Diane took off my right shoe and sock and shook them over the dustbin. Two red ants 14it.

    “Just what I thought it. The ants have eaten part of her sock.” When she stroked an alcohol （酒精）cotton ball on the bites, she added, “You are such a 15girl to take so many bites.”

    The alcohol felt cool on the bites and a little girl's pride was saved by the “sock-eating ant ” story.

    Look at the girl. She is1good friend. She is2English girl. 3name is Kate. 4twelve. My 5is Fangfang. 6a Chinese girl. I'm eleven.

    Kate7a small sports collection. She has 8tennis racket, three basketballs, and five baseballs, but I only9a soccer ball. Kate and I both 10sports every day.

    Last Sunday, we had a class trip to enjoy ourselves. Our head teacher took us to the beach for a 1. When we arrived there at 9:00 a. m. by bus, we heard a big  2. It was made by wind and waves (海浪). It sounded like they were playing wonderful symphony(交响乐). Right away, we sat down and 3 to enjoy our picnic. We told jokes, sang and played games while eating sandwiches, chocolate and other snacks.

    In the afternoon, some students ran 4 each other in the water and swam for fun. Alice and I tried to 5 fish in the water. Some students helped the cleaners 6 up the rubbish. Others played cards and chess. Everyone looked extremely 7.

    At 4:30 p. m. we had to go back to school, 8 we wanted to spend some more time on the beach. Just then, I found a blue hair band on the sand. At first I thought it9be Alice's, because she is the only girl who likes the blue color. Then I thought it 10belong to her because I saw her wearing a yellow one. At last, we knew it was Cindy's. We went back to school at 5:45 p. m. The picnic came to an end, but we'll always remember the good time we had.

    One day a donkey and his owner were walking down the road. They met a1on the road. The traveller wanted to hire（雇用）the donkey, and the owner agreed to have the donkey2the man to the next village.

    The traveller climbed up on the donkey and they3. The day was4and about half way, they decided to5. The only shadow（阴影）they could find was 6the donkey.

    Both men tried to rest under the donkey but there was not enough   7." I should be the one8under the donkey." the traveller said. "I paid for a ride on the donkey."

    "No, "said the owner." You paid to ride on the donkey, not to sit under the donkey. The donkey's shadow is9."

    Then they10on and on. The donkey11listening to them and went off. When the men finally stopped arguing, they found12the donkey and his shadow were both13. Now there was no donkey and there was no14.

    The traveller asked half of his money back and then had to walk on his own to the next village. The owner of the donkey had to spend hours walking around in the sun and15his lost donkey.

    At my heaviest I weighed 370 pounds. I had a very poor relationship with food: I used it to1bad feelings, to make myself feel better, and to celebrate. Worried about my health, I tried many different kinds of diets but nothing worked. I came to believe that I could do nothing about my weight.

    When I was 50, my weight problem began to affect me2. I didn't want to live the rest of my life with this extra weight any more.

    That year, I3a seminar(研讨课) where we were asked to create a project that would touch the world. A seminar leader shared her4story —she had not only lost 125 pounds, but also raised ＄25,000 for homeless children.

    5by her story, I created the As We heal(痊愈), the World Heals project. My goal was to lose 150 pounds in one year and raise $50,000. In this way, I could not only heal myself but heal the world by supporting a movement set up 30 years ago to end hunger.

    6I began my own personal weight program, I was filled with the fear that I would run into the same difficulties that beat me before. While the7hung over my head, there were also signs that I was headed down the right path. I sent letters to everyone I knew, telling them about my project. It worked perfectly. Donations began 8in from hundreds of people.

    Of course, I also took some practical steps to lose weight. I hired a fitness coach. I began to eat small and9meals and exercise often.

    A year later, I10my goal: I lost 150 pounds and raised $50,000! I feel that I've been given a second life to devote to something that is meaningful and great.