At my heaviest I weighed 370 pounds. I had a very poor relationship with food: I used it to 1bad feelings, to make myself feel better, and to celebrate. Worried about my health, I tried many different kinds of 2 but nothing worked. I came to believe that I could do nothing about my 3.

    When I was 50, my weight problem began to affect me 4 . I didn't want to live the rest of my life with this 5 weight any more.

    That year, I6 a seminar where we were asked to create a project that would touch the world. A seminar leader shared her 7story —she had not only 125 pounds, but also raised $25,000 for homeless children.

   8 by her story, I created the As We Heal(痊愈), the World Heals 9. My goal was to lose 150 pounds in one year and raise $50,00010 a movement founded 30 years ago to end hunger. This combination of healing myself and healing the world11 me as the perfect solution.

    12I began my own personal weight program, I was filled with the fear that I would 13 the same difficulties that beat me before. While the 14 hung over my head, there were also signs that I was headed down the right 15. I sent letters to everyone I knew, telling them about my project. It worked perfectly. Donations began 16in from hundreds of people.

    Of course, I also took some practical steps to lose weight. I consulted with a physician（内科医生）, I hired a fitness coach, and I began to eat small and 17meals. My fund-raising focus also gave me new motivation to exercise 18.

    A year later, I19my 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 20 and enormous.

    You've probably been asked what you would do if you found a leather wallet full of cash. Would you keep it. turn it in to the police or ask for a 1 ? Woralop, a homeless man from Thailand, only had 9 baht to his 2 when he found a leather wallet 3 20,000 baht and several credit cards in it.

    It was more than 4 to buy him food and even a place to stay for weeks. 5, he didn't think about keeping the wallet. He ran after the owner to 6 it, after seeing him dropping it 7. He wasn't able to run fast enough to 8 the man, so he went straight to the nearest police station to 9 it over.

    The owner, Niity, hadn't even 10 he had lost the expensive wallet when the police called to tell him they had it. When he learned that a homeless man had turned it in and saw that all the money and credit cards still 11 inside, he was more than totally 12. The owner admitted that if he had no money he probably would have kept it. What a(n) 13 person Woralop was!

    14 he initially offered Woralop a 2,000 baht reward, Niity later decided to also 15 the man a job at his factory in Bangkok. As a matter of fact, Woralop was more than happy to 16 it. It comes with a 11,000 baht 17 and good accommodation.

    Tarika has already started posting18 of Woralop at his new job on social media. His photos show that Woralop is such a good example that being kind really does19. When you're kind to others, others are 20 kind to you.

    At a battle, we walked slowly through the wet grass, our eyes searching for the enemy. 1, machine gun fire broke the 2. We hit the ground,3from the shots by a low stone wall a few feet ahead.

    My radioman called the commander to  4as I ordered two soldiers to help me locate and knock out the 5. While I crouched( 屈 膝 ) on one knee to talk to my guys, I heard an explosion — and then I was on my6.

    ＂Jack! Jack! You've been  7!＂ the radioman shouted.

    Two rescuers tied me to a stretcher (担架). In an aid station, a doctor put a bandage (绷带) over my8 knee. Some time later came a nurse's shout, ＂Wake up, Jack! You've got to get on a9— you're flying to a hospital in England!＂

    I became  10 . All my possessions lay in a11pile of equipment. I could12everything after the war except the photo of my new bride, Ellen, which I13carried with me.

    ＂I'm not going until I14my wife's picture again, ＂ I said. ＂It's in the gas mask cover you15 from me.＂

    I knew the nurse could 16me go, but instead she said, ＂OK, I'll see if I can find it,＂ then17out to search through the piles. Finally she came running 18back. ＂I've  got it!＂ she shouted,  waving  the picture in her hand.

    How she found it I'll never 19, but I'm glad she did. That photograph comforted me through20 times. Now, 69 years later, it sits on my bedside table.

    I remember arriving at my college accommodation for the first time. I 1my things, and then sat on the bed and burst into2.This 3 for a year. The lectures and exams were both filled4sorrow. I had a terrible 5 that I must be doing something6since everyone else seemed to be happy.

    It was my mum who finally gave me the7to leave. I was home for the weekend and we were talking about how much 8I was putting on myself. Finally she 9said, "How about just not going back on Monday?" At the time, I didn't think of this as10. It felt like falling back into a11hole without a ladder.

    It was hard to climb out. My depression(沮丧) was far12 serious than anyone had ever thought. But I know now that my decision to leave school wasn't about13. It was about stepping back from the education 14wasn't right for me. And it was about moving forward by pushing  15depression.

    I can't say enough about how valuable stepping back was for me. After I left  16 I was ready to move forward. I 17my own company. Almost five18years have passed and my little company is doing well19 now I find myself with another choice to expand or to stay small for another year. I may step back20 but then I will move forward.

    Whenever I felt disappointed I often thought of what my mother had said to me, "Everything happens for the best. If you1, one day something good will happen. And you'll realize that it wouldn't have happened but for that previous2. "

    As it3, mother was right. In 1932, I ended my college life.4that, I had decided to try for a job in radio, and then could work my way up to a sports5. I went to Chicago and knocked on the door of every6－but got turned down every time. In one studio, a7lady told me that big stations couldn't risk hiring a person who lacked8. "Go to9 town and find a little station that will give you a chance," she said. I then10to Dixon. While there was no radio-announcing jobs in Dixon, my father said Montgomery Ward had opened a store and wanted an athlete to11its sports department. Since Dixon was where I had played high school football, I12. The job sounded just right for me. But I wasn't 13.

    My disappointment must have 14. "Everything happens for the best," Mom 15me. Then I 16WOC Radio in Davenport. The program director named Peter MacArthur told me they had already17a contract with another announcer.

    As I left his office, my disappointment18over. I asked aloud, "How can a fellow become a sport announcer if he can't get a job in a radio station?"

    I was waiting for the lift when I heard MacArthur calling, "What was that you said about sports? You know something about football?" Then he stood me before a 19and asked me to broadcast a live game.

    I often20what direction my life might have taken if I'd gotten the job at Montgomery Ward and if I didn't persist.

    There were two hours before the flight landed in Florida. I was going to meet my 1. It was my first time in the United States. Mother had said I was 2 to learn English in Florida, but the main 3 for coming to Florida was to visit my sister, not to learn English.

    The plane 4! I started running when I 5 my sister! "Oh, you little girl!" she said. She changed her style 6 living there for two years. She looked different since she was 7 a sweater and colored jeans. We went back to her apartment. I was very 8, so I fell asleep quickly. Tomorrow would be an exciting day!

    My sister didn't go to work the next day because she had taken the day 9. We went to Disney's Epcot to 10 all the different buildings. Being hungry, we decided to 11. The food was different from what I was used to and there was a lot to 12 from. She showed me her favorite store and we went to buy all the 13 I wanted. I was having the best 14 of my life. It was late when we came home that night; I went 15 to bed.

    Three days flew by. When my sister took me to the 16, she said, "I'm going to miss you." I was so touched 17 she had never told me 18 like that before. On the plane I was looking forward to seeing all my friends, telling them about this 19 vacation and showing them all my new clothes! I was very 20 about this trip!