You might have seen this in US TV dramas. A group of girls knock on people's doors, trying to sell cookies. What are they doing? They are Amercican Scouts（女童子军）,and {#blank#}1{#/blank#} (sell) cookies is a tradition of {#blank#}2{#/blank#} (they).

    Selling cookies is just one activity among all the fun things that Girl Scouts do. The Girl Scouts of the USA is a group {#blank#}3{#/blank#} (found) in 1912.It offers all kinds of activities to girls and lets them learn skills.

    Boys can be scouts too. {#blank#}4{#/blank#} they join a different group called the Boy Scouts of America (RSA), {#blank#}5{#/blank#} was founded in 1910.

    Now there are 1.9 million Girl Scouts in the US, according to the group, Usually, they go {#blank#}6{#/blank#} (camp) and learn how to build fires and use a compass. Sometimes they also stay {#blank#}7{#/blank#} (indoor) doing crafts or learning arts. Every time they do an activity or pass a test, they get a badge.

    The Boy Scouts love to win the badges too. They have a ranking system. And winning enough badges is {#blank#}8{#/blank#} must to get into a {#blank#}9{#/blank#} (high) rank. The highest rank is "Eagle", which {#blank#}10{#/blank#} (require) at least 21 badges. Neil Armstrong the first man on the moon, and Bill Gates, the father of Microft, were both Eagle Scouts when they were young.

    I will never forget the day when I went to a coming-of age ceremony. Last month, an unforgettable adult ceremony {#blank#}1{#/blank#} (hold) for all the senior 3 students in our school. It began at half past two in the afternoon. Decorated by colorful flowers and balloons, the stadium looked {#blank#}2{#/blank#} (fantastic) beautiful. All of us students were dressed {#blank#}3{#/blank#} school uniforms with red ribbons on our wrists, showing the energy of youth. We walked into the stadium in high spirits. {#blank#}4{#/blank#} (accompany) by our parents. Our principal delivered {#blank#}5{#/blank#}inspiring speech at first, and we received {#blank#}6{#/blank#} (congratulate) from our teachers. During the ceremony, we expressed our heart-felt gratitude to our parents by{#blank#}7{#/blank#} (bow) to them. I was moved to tears when I got a photo album from my parents, {#blank#}8{#/blank#} reminded me of my happy childhood. In the end, we raised our right hands and {#blank#}9{#/blank#} (make) a serious promise to become reliable and honest citizens. As far as I'm concerned, the ceremony indicates that we should take on more responsibilities to be {#blank#}10{#/blank#} (independence) and get away from the shelter of our family.

    One morning, I was waiting at the bus stop, worried about {#blank#}1{#/blank#}(be) late for school. There were many people waiting at the bus stop, {#blank#}2{#/blank#}some of them looked very anxious and {#blank#}3{#/blank#}(disappoint). When the bus finally came, we all hurried on board. I got a place next {#blank#}4{#/blank#}the window, so I had a good view of the sidewalk. A boy on a bike {#blank#}5{#/blank#}(catch) my attention. He was riding beside the bus and waving his arms. I heard a passenger behind me shouting to the driver, but he refused {#blank#}6{#/blank#}(stop) until we reached the next stop. Still, the boy kept {#blank#}7{#/blank#}(ride). He was carrying something over his shoulder and shouting. Finally, when we came to the next stop, the boy ran up to the door of the bus. I heard an excited conversation. Then the driver stood up and asked," {#blank#}8{#/blank#}anyone lose a suitcase at the last stop?" A woman on the bus shouted, "Oh dear! It's {#blank#}9{#/blank#}(I)." She pushed her way to the driver and took the suitcase thankfully. Everyone on the bus began talking about what the boy had done, and the crowd of strangers {#blank#}10{#/blank#}(sudden) became friendly to one another.

    I remember reading a statement by a psychiatrist who said that if you ever feel depressed, the best thing to do {#blank#}1{#/blank#} to do something for someone else. Why? Because it gets you focused outward, not{#blank#}2{#/blank#}. It's hard to be depressed{#blank#}3{#/blank#} serving someone else. Ironically, a by-product of helping others is feeling wonderful yourself.

    I remember sitting in an airport one day, waiting for my{#blank#}4{#/blank#} (fly). I was excited because I had been upgraded to a {#blank#}5{#/blank#} ticket. And in first class, the seats are {#blank#}6{#/blank#} (big), the food is edible, and the flight attendants are actually nice. In fact, I had the best seat on the entire plane. Seat 1A. Before boarding, I noticed a young lady who had several carry-on bags and was holding a crying {#blank#}7{#/blank#}. Having just finished{#blank#}8{#/blank#} a book on doing random acts of {#blank#}9{#/blank#} (kind), I heard my conscience (良心) {#blank#}10{#/blank#} to me, "You scumbag. Let her have your ticket." I fought these promptings for a while but eventually caved in.