I had been staring at the white walls of the video game store for about 2 hours since lunch. It was a very 1 day. I glanced at the table in front of the store, and my heart 2. It was the donation table for the victims of Typhoon Yolanda and even though I had donated what I could, I 3 felt sad whenever I saw the people on the TV suffering.I was broken out of my 4 when the doors got open. Customers, 5 !

    She was a small girl about 10 or 11. Her mother was accompanying her with a few plastic bags. I 6 her mom. When I was selling cigarettes on the street, I saw her selling clothes she7herself at the market.

    The daughter just had a 8 and her mom finally had 9 money to buy a PS3 and some games.

    The girl half-jogged, half-skipped to my counter. She 10 her backpack and pulled out a console(操纵板). Her mom handed me the bag full of games.

    “Can I 11 this?”

    “Sure sweetie, no problem.”

    I inspected the console and the games, and nothing was opened. According to our 12 , I returned the 13 to the mom. She handed it to the girl. And the girl ran off as fast as her little feet could take her. I was about to ask when the mom, seeing my 14 , explained, “She wants to sell her birthday 15 , so she can donate to the 16 .”

    She was 17to give up what was supposed to be hers and gave to those 18 . That's real generosity out there.

    19 I was watching her talking to the girl at the donations table, I was reminded that even though there are a lot of 20 people in the world, there are still those people just like that little girl.

    John Clark was a postman. He was fond of dogs. However, when he was delivering（投递）letters, he found that 1dogs were his friends. One particular dog called2, who lived at No.108 Turner Road, was one of John's 3. Whenever John came near his 4house, Spot would lie in and 5out on John, barking（吠叫）and trying to 6his ankles.

    After a heavy snow,7was freezing that morning. The road was covered with8. John was afraid of 9 down, so he10his bike and walked with11steps. Unfortunately, John slipped on a patch of ice, which was opposite to No.108 Turner Road. Spot12this as John together with his bike made such a big noise.Spot jumped onto John's 13and tried to bite his neck.Quick as a flash, John,14hands were full of letters, bit15on the leg.

    John Clark said later, it was the 16thing I could do.I don't approve of（赞成）17to animals, but that dog18 had it coming. Since that day I've had no 19at No.108.Spot always hides round the 20of the house when he hears me coming.

    I worried about my personal image and how I could be remembered during my boyhood. In the fifth grade, there seemed to be only one 1－to be cool. In the sixth grade, suddenly, there were two choices: be cool, or be invisible. 2 one day, when a teacher had us fill out a questionnaire with 3 questions, I found the4 option.

    Assuming the teacher would read our answers privately, I felt it was 5 to share my privacy. To my 6, she collected and redistributed (重新分发) them to us. We were asked to 7 the name and our three favorite answers to the whole class. My answers went to the meanest boy in class.

    The first question was “What's your favorite movie?” My answer was Beauty and the Beast. A laugh erupted and my cheeks 8. The next was “Where would you like to travel?” My answer was 9 special — “Wherever a book takes me.” The 10 this time had an explosive quality.

    I could11 remember what happened next; all that I had in mind was the laughter. But something amazing happened. A(n) 12 came, “Guys, cut it out.” The room went 13. It's Michelle Siever, a popular and cool girl. Then she 14, “Why are you laughing? What is the point of 15 if we just laugh at others?”

I can't remember the teacher or other kids' names, but I remember Michelle's. When she 16 for me that day, she 17 me we actually have three choices if we want to be remembered.

    Be cool, and you might be remembered 18. Stay invisible, and you won't be remembered at all. But if you stand up 19 someone when he or she 20you most, then you will be remembered as their hero for the rest of their life.

    "The biggest obstacles (阻碍) in our lives are the barriers our mind creates..." The quote I saw in an old friend's house when I was about eleven has got me through the 1 parts of my life, which has actually been based on it. When I 2 for the basketball team, not 3 it became what I was worried about most. I went to the tryouts but simply sat on the sidelines and 4. I missed out on making the team, not for lack of 5, but because of the rather too big barriers I bore in my head preventing me getting around and then 6 the ball.

    The year continued, and at that age I hadn't overcome the fears 7 in my mind. Football season came and yet again I had to try out for the team, 8 to display myself to the full. Once again the barrier in my head kept me from doing something I loved.

    From that moment on I knew that God wouldn't make barriers if somebody could 9 them. I started training, mentally, 10, and emotionally.

    I went to a small 11 in the county where the teachers didn't care whether you succeeded. I went to practice daily and competed as if it was my 12 day outing on a helmet. Later that week I made the football team. But it was simply 13. In my eyes this wasn't good enough, and I could do much better. In the middle of the season, the coaches said I was 14 to play with the big boys, and before I knew it I was starting as a(n) 15.

    I'd come a long way from the little boy that was scared from his own 16 I had 17 in whatever I did. I tried out for wrestling and made the team, the AAU basketball team and made that 18. I then realized I was a(n) 19 athlete, and that the obstacle course started to become smaller. I chose to 20 myself and let nothing get in the way.

    When I was a kid, my mum liked to make breakfast food for dinner every now and then. And I remember one night 1 when she had made dinner after a long, hard day at 2.

    On that evening so long ago, my mum 3 a plate of eggs, sausage and extremely burned toast in front of my dad. I remember 4 to see if anyone noticed! 5 all my dad did was reach for his toast, 6 at my mum and ask me how my day was at school… I don't remember what I told him that night, but I do remember 7 him spread butter and jelly on that toast and eat every bite!

    When I got up from the table that evening, I remembered hearing my mum 8 to my dad for burning the toast. And I'II never 9 what he said: "Honey, I love 10 toast."

    Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy good night and I asked him if he really 11 his toast burned. He 12 me in his arms and said, "Your Momma put in a hard day at work today and she's really 13. And besides, a burned toast never 14 anyone!"

    15 is full of imperfect things... and imperfect people. I'm not the best at anything, 16 I forget holidays and anniversaries just like everyone else. But what I've 17 over the years is that learning to accept each other's 18 — and 19 to celebrate each other's differences — is one of the most important keys to creating a healthy, growing, and 20 relationship where a burned toast isn't a deal-breaker!

    Shayla Mitchell, 16, was diagnosed with the terminal stage of cancer. As a father, Mitchell always stayed home to care for her. He said the 1left them financially worse off. Then a group called Growing Hope 2 in with $1,800 to help with his living costs.

    3, he wanted to pay them back. In his 4, he had been a 5. So at age 40, Mitchell took up the6again, participating in two fights in Fairfax. Mitchell was7out in the first and second rounds, but he still8to raise $ 20,000 that he gave to Growing Hope. During this time, he 9 his daughter. "I fell into a dark bottom," Mitchell said, and for six months, he did little but 10.

One day, Mitchell11 upon a Mark Twain quote— "The two most important days in your life are the day you are born, and the day you 12why." "After I read that quote, I was going to spend the rest of my life helping kids with 13and their families." he said.

    Mitchell thought of creating a foundation, though boxing did not seem 14anymore for fund-raising due to his age. Then he found that 15 could be a source to raise money. In the Corps Marathon, he cut a striking figure on the course.16by this success, he set his sights higher. He 17each of the miles of the race to a different child with cancer, and he carried their 18with him. Years after his daughter's death, Mitchell now 19up in the morning knowing his 20.