When two ninth-grade students found smoke coming out of the back of their school bus early Tuesday morning, their bus driver knew just what to do. Thanks to her1 thinking, more than 50 students' lives were2.

    While3a group of 56 students to their middle school in Duncan, South Carolina, on Tuesday, Teresa Stroble noticed the heavy4rising from the back of her bus. She5pulled the bus over, evacuated (疏散) the students, and radioed the transportation office to ask6to call 911. Firefighters arrived at the scene shortly after the fire began and quickly7the fire, which CBS News reports was so8that people driving by were able to feel its heat inside their cars. Parents of the children on the bus were9the fire, but thanks to Stroble, the news they received was all10: not a single child had been hurt.

    Since then, Stroble, who has been a bus driver for seven years11also works as a teacher's assistant (助教), has been12for her brave actions. “We are so13of our bus driver,” headmaster Scott Turner told local CBS News. “She was14. She also kept the students calm. She made sure they were safe. She didn't leave the bus15they all left. She is our16today.”

    The local fire department is still unsure what 17 the fire, but some say that this 199518has been known to have wiring and electrical problems.19, we're so happy that Stroble was able to,20on her feet and keep everyone safe and sound.

    All kinds of people come in to have their shoes shined. Most folks are friendly. But this man was different.

    “How much do you make a week, boy？” he asked me. I felt he was 1 at me. He kept giving a sharp 2 around every now and then. All the time I kept 3 where I'd seen his face. Suddenly I knew. I'd seen his4in the post office many times. He was the big robber 5 by the police in three states!

    “You know，” he was saying, “it's imagination that people lack. You'll never get anywhere as a 6 boy.”

    I kept brushing away on his shoes as 7 as I could. The sooner I finished, the better. He said, “When I was sixteen, I had8 $2,500 of my own.”

    That reminded me of something. Was it $2,500 or $5,000 or $7, 500? I wasn't 9. I knew a big reward was 10 for him.

    But what could I do about it?11him with a can of shoe polish? A man of his 12 could grind (碾碎) me into the floor. If only someone would come in!

    He kept talking away. “Along with13 ， it takes courage. The courage to take a chance. Start something on a shoestring.”

    Suddenly I saw Officer Dailey 14 across the street. Then, real fast, I began tightening the man's shoestrings.

    The policeman was at the window when I cried out, “Officer Dailey,15！ This man's a robber.”

    “16 ， ” the man shouted angrily. He started to jump off the stand. But he didn't go the way he 17. He fell flat on his face and knocked himself out cold.

    “That was pretty 18 of you，” the officer said. “You'll get a reward of $7,500 for him.”

    “Well, it really wasn't my 19 ， ” I said. “It was his. He told me if you had courage and imagination you could start something big on a 20.”

    Years ago, I lost my sight completely. I would do anything for a 1 . In fact, desperate and 2 , I tried every supplement, experimental trial, diet and anything anyone 3 . All for nothing.

    But now, after 25 years in physical darkness, my life is 4 than ever. The change began one day, many years ago, when I drank my tea 5 , swallowing gulps(一大口) of “poor me” and wondering what my future would 6 . Then, the doorbell rang. Janet came in and brought an idea. “Have you ever thought about working as a(n) 7 ? ” she said, “You speak Spanish. Go for it.”

    Her idea 8 me to make a phone call. And the interpreting company I contacted invited me to take a test. Thank goodness it was 9 .

    “We're so 10 with the results,” the receptionist said the next day, “that we want to send you on your first 11 tomorrow. It's in the Immigration and Naturalization Court.”

    That was the beginning. That was when I began to 12 possibilities when my blindness wouldn't get 13 . The view of my world had changed. Blindness didn't have to label me as

    14 . On the contrary, the blindness improved my ability to 15 information and present a quicker and more 16 interpretation.

    The letters from judges, praising me for my work, 17 me for the hours I'd spent studying, memorizing, and 18 .

    Blindness? Not a barrier any more. 19 , it became a handy 20 to sharpen my creativity. Not only in the courtroom, but at home, in my relationships and in the way I viewed myself.

    When I was about 12, I had an enemy, a girl who liked to point out my 1. Week by week her list grew: I was very thin; I wasn't a 2student; I talked too much; I was too3, always feeling superior to(胜过)others, and so on. I tried to hear all this as long as I could. 4, I became very angry. I ran to my father with 5in my eyes.

    He 6 to me quietly, and then he asked. "Are the things she says true or not? Janet, didn't you ever 7 what you're really like? Well, you now have that girl's 8. Go and9a list of everything she said and mark the points that are10. Pay no attention to the other things she said."

    I did11 he told me. To my great12, I discovered that about half the things were true. Some of them I couldn't 13 (like being very thin), but a good number I could – and suddenly I wanted to change. For the first time I went to a fairly 14picture of myself.

    I brought the list back to Daddy. He15to take it. "That's just for you," he said. "You know16than anyone else the truth about yourself. But you have to learn to17, not just close your ears in 18, feeling hurt when something said about you is true, you'll find it of help to you. Our world is full of people who think they know your affairs. Don't 19your ears. Listen to them all, but hear the truth and do what you know is the right thing to do."

    Daddy's advice has always 20 me at many important moments. In my life, I've never had a better piece of advice.

    I was in the kitchen making lunch when I saw my six-year-old son, Billy, walking toward the woods. I could only see his back. He 1 to be walking with a great effort, trying to be as 2 as possible.

    A few minutes after he disappeared into the 3, he came running toward the house again. I went back to making sandwiches, 4 that whatever task he had been doing was completed. Moments later, 5, he was once again walking slowly toward the woods.

    6curiosity, I walked out and followed him on his journey. He was 7 both hands in front of him as he walked, being 8 not to spill the water he held in them. I secretly walked 9 behind him as he went into the woods and I saw the most amazing 10.

    Several large deer loomed in front of him. Billy walked right up to them. I almost 11 at him to get away. A huge male deer with elaborate（精美的）antlers was 12 close. But they didn't even move as Billy 13. And I saw a small deer lying on the ground, obviously suffering from 14and extreme heat, lift its head 15 to drink the water cupped in my beautiful boy's hands.

    It was on this day that I learned the true lesson of 16. You know, we hadn't had any rain for three months and our crops were 17. As the tears that rolled down my face began to hit the ground, they were suddenly 18 by other drops. I looked up at the sky. It was19 God was moved to weep. The rain came that day and saved our farm, just like the 20 of one little boy who saved another.

I went to a group activity, "Sensitivity Sunday", which was to make us more1the problems faced by disabled people. We were asked to "2 a disability" for several hours one Sunday. Some members, 3, chose to use wheelchairs. Others wore sound­blocking earplugs (耳塞) or blindfolds (眼罩).

Just sitting in the wheelchair was a4experience. I had never considered before how5it would be to use one. As soon as I sat down, my6 made the chair begin to roll. Its wheels were not7. Then I wondered where to put my   8. It took me quite a while to get the metal footrest into9. I took my first uneasy look at what was to be my only means of 10for several hours. For disabled people, "adopting a wheelchair" is not a temporary (临时的)    11.

I tried to find a12position and thought it might be restful, 13 kind of nice, to be14 around for a while. Looking around, I15 I would have to handle the thing myself! My hands started to ache as I16the heavy metal wheels. I came to know that controlling the17 of the wheelchair was not going to be a (n)18task.

My wheelchair experiment was soon 19. It made a deep impression on me. A few hours of "disability" gave me only a taste of the20, both physical and mental, that disabled people must overcome.