I often read of incidents of misunderstanding or conflict. I'm left1.Why do these people create mistrust and problems, especially with those from other2?

    I was growing up in Kuala Lumpur in the early 1960s,3children from different races and religions played and studied4in harmony. At that time my family lived a stone's5from Ismail's. And no one was bothered that Ismail was a Malay Muslim and I was an Indian Hindu-we just6our differences. Perhaps, our elders had not filled our heads with unnecessary advice, well7or otherwise.

    We were nine when we became friends. During the school holidays, we'd8the countryside on our bicycles, hoping to9the unexpected. At times Ismail would accompany my family as we made a rare shopping trip to town. We would be glad of his10.

    When I was twelve, my family moved to Johor. Ismail's family later returned to their village, and I11touch with him.

    One spring afternoon in 1983, I stopped a taxi in Kuala Lumpur. I12my destination. The driver acknowledged my13but did not move off. Instead, he looked14at me. “Raddar?”he said, using my childhood nickname(绰号). I was astonished at being so15addressed(称呼). Unexpectedly! It was Ismail! Even after two16we still recognized each other. Grasping his shoulder, I felt a true affection, something17to describe.

    If we can allow our children to be18without prejudice, they'll build friendships with people, regardless of race or religion, who will be19their side through thick and thin. On such friendships are societies build and20we can truly be, as William Shakespeare once wrote, “we happy few, we band of brothers”.

    I won't forget my voluntary experience a while back. It always reminds me what people truly need is not always so 1. This story is a lesson which has stayed with me and helped me ever since.

    It was Thanksgiving and I was volunteering with my mother at a 2 for the needy. We stood behind the counter 3 food to whoever came in. It seemed that most of our diners had been having 4 times. Their clothes were ragged, worn and dry; they were hungry and tired. 5 , they looked needy!

    When we were busy with the unlucky fellows, a well-dressed man came in who looked 6 but poor. I wondered what he was doing there and my jaw dropped in7 when he joined the line for food. The closer he came to my service station, the more I muttered. What was this man doing? I wanted to know. Surely he wasn't going to take the food8 for those really in need! He had small talks with 9 and the look on his face suggested that he just wished to10 being alone.

    Then my mother11 took me to one side, saying, “You have12 that the needs of the people who come here must be purely13 : hunger, inadequate shelter, clothing, etc. But this gentleman seems to have none of those problems. What if his needs are emotional? What if he needs 14, friends, or just to be among other human beings?” Her words 15 me like a ton of bricks! I felt like I should apologize to the man, but I didn't.

    About a week later, from an 16source, the shelter received a large donation. I can't help but17 if it came from that man.

    Now, whenever I meet others, I remember my mother's words and try to send kindness and blessings to them,18how they look. Needs aren't always visible. Maybe emotional 19 is not only the loneliest feeling, but the most difficult need to get 20 . But kindness always makes a difference.

    My 9-year-old daughter and I were flying from our home in Carolina to spend a week with my husband in Florida. We were 1 about the trip because we hadn't seen him for five months, and my daughter 2 her Dad terribly.

    As usual on the Charlotte-to-Miami flight, the plane was totally 3. Because we did not get our boarding passes until we 4 at the gate, Kallie and I could not get seats together and were 5 by the aisle (过道). I asked two passengers in my row if they would switch places with Kallie and me, 6 we could be together. They 7, saying they thought they should stay in their assigned seats. Meanwhile, a mother and her three children were in a 8 several rows ahead of us. There had been a mistake in their boarding passes, and 9 the whole family had been split up. The passengers in her row10 refused to move elsewhere. She was very 11 about the younger boy sitting with strangers. She was in tears, yet nobody 12 to help her. There were a troop of Boy Scouts(童子军) on 13. Suddenly the Scout leader stood up and said, “Ma'am, I think we can help you.” He then14 five minutes rearranging his group so that enough space was  15 for the family. The boys followed his directions cheerfully and without 16, and the mother's relief was obvious.

    Kallie, however, was beginning to panic at the 17of not being next to me. I told her that there wasn't anything I could do. 18, the man sitting next to the Scoutmaster, 19to me and asked, “Would you and your daughter like our seats?” 20 to himself and the Scoutmaster. We traded seats and continued our trip, very much relieved to be together and watch the scenery from Kallie's window sea.

    Three months had passed since I lost my husband Willianm. I was extremely sad. My six-month-old daughter, Sienna, had lost her father before she'd even got to1him. I had no idea how I was going to raise her2. I spent six months hanging out with great3before I knew I had to4. I just had to work out how to start5my life.

    Then my mind wandered back to a few years earlier, when I'd6boxing at my local gym. I'd really7the exercise and it had given me something to focus on. So I picked up8and called my old boxing coach, Ken. "I want to get back to the boxing ring(拳击赛场)," I told him.

    I was9when I turned up for my first training. But my fears soon died down once I started hitting the pads (软垫). "You've still got it," Ken said10.

As I built my strength over the following months, I felt the weight of the world slowly lifting off my11. I found myself enjoying my time with Sienna more and I really looked forward to seeing my friends at the gym. I'd been12for five months when Ken scheduled my first boxing match.

    Jumping around the ring, I felt as though William and Sienna were13me on. I was really excited when I was announced as the14. That encouraged me to study to become a fitness trainer myself.

    When I15a job at a Maori health and well-being organization, I wanted to introduce boxing16so I could help others lift their spirits.

    17, my classes have been a huge success and I now hold nine classes every week. More than three years have passed since we lost William and I18miss him every day. I often talk to Sienna about him. She'll always know who her father was and how much he19her.

    I have no doubt that boxing saved my life and made me a better mother. If teaching other people boxing can help them on their journey from darkness to light, it's well worth the20.

In 2015 my husband and I spent some days traveling in Sahara Desert. I was super 1 to ride a camel for the first time and spent a night in a tent in the desert.

2 , the ride started with me hanging upside down from the saddle (鞍) with one3 in the air. Bob, my camel, had decided to stand up4 I could settle in. I held onto the saddle5 as the guide pushed me up onto the camel's back. Bob6 a sound of disapproval and we rode off. I thought it would be bumpy (颠簸的); but it was a very7 journey all the way8 the fact that the camel in front was having a bad case of gas.

After dinner, we returned to the tent for sleep. Even in several thick blankets, I was 9 from head to toe while my husband fell asleep straight away. Thankfully, I drifted into dreamland gradually, only to be 10 by an unusual noise, followed by a(n)11 smell. I tried to go back to sleep, but another unpleasant smell and more 12 , which went on for hours.

After what felt like a 13 night, it was time to rise to watch the sunrise. I dragged my sleepy body out. There, 14 just outside was Bob, who made direct eye contact with me and I promised I 15 a broad grin on his face.

In Hollywood, few actors have experienced a career as diverse and prolific as Harrison Ford. From the fearless Indiana Jones to the charming Han Sol o and the world-weary Rick Deckard, Ford's portrayal（饰演） of iconic characters has left a permanent mark on cinema and pop culture. Yet, the irony lies in how many of his career-defining roles fell into this "late bloomer's" lap by chance.

Born in Chicago, Harrison was discouraged from pursuing a career on the silver screen early on, having failed to land any significant parts. Instead, he turned to professional carpentry（木工） as a means to keep his family fed.

But fate had other plans. While working as a carpenter in Hollywood, Ford crossed paths with numerous celebrity clients such as Joan Didion and, most notably, director George Lucas, who hired him to build cabinets for his office. Little did Ford know that this chance encounter would lead to his breakthrough role as the charming Han Solo in Star Wars. Lucas was impressed by Ford's presence and offered him the iconic role. In time, Ford rose to a star.

Ford's next lucky moment came when he tried out for the role of Indiana Jones in a massive project by Lucas and Steven Spielberg, Raiders of the Lost Ark. Spielberg initially wanted Ford for the role, but Lucas was hesitant as he had already worked with Ford on Star War and 1973'sAmerican Graffiti. Then the production team tried many other possibilities but without luck. Eventually, the role went to Ford, strengthening his status as a Hollywood legend.

The film series became a worldwide sensation, stimulating people's imagination and inspiring a generation of future archaeologists. Over 40 years and four films later, Ford found himself completing the series with the fifth and final installment. Eighty-one-year-old Harrison received a five-minute standing ovation（鼓掌） at the Cannes Film Festival Premiere and picked up an honorary Palmed' Or for his achievements.

Ford's commitment to his career is evident as he said, "I love the work! My luck has been to work with incredibly talented people, to find my way into this crowd of geniuses." Despite his legendary status in Hollywood, Ford's humility shines through.