It was the first day of kindergarten. I walked in with my mom and was1at all the toys against the walls.2 I ran over to them and started to play. Most of the other3were doing the same. In the corner, though, I saw one girl sitting4She was small and weak, the only one in the class5than me. Her red eyes6she had been crying. None of the other kids seemed to notice her.

    I was playing with the toy cars. When I7, I saw her sad and lonely eyes. Suddenly I felt something inside my heart8. I wasn't sure what it was. Being the youngest in my family I had become spoiled. My elder brothers always did9while I was free to play. However, that day it was 10that I should think of someone other than myself. Finally, I 11 two toy cars and went over to her. “Do you want to play?” I asked She smiled at me and 12 her head yes.

    What made me remember that first13act was a letter that little girl wrote to me after we both 14  She told me how her illness made other kids 15her and how my act had changed her 16  She cherished(珍惜) the friendship I had17. From then on we continued our friendship through the mail for several years 18the bad health finally took her life.

    Today I still think of her and thank her for stirring(搅动，激发) something in my selfish 19that day. I ask myself how a bit of 20can move a heart, touch a soul, and change a life.

    I grew up on a 40-acre farm in the small rural community of Illinois, as the fifth of six children.

    My parents, Robert and Patti, often noted during meals how everything on the table except sugar and wine came from the land.1 running the farm, Dad was also a carpenter. In the fall of 1980, he was working on a house when all of a sudden the ladder broke. His back was broken.

    He stayed in hospital for almost a month with his head and feet down, 2his back to align (成直线) correctly so the bones would heal.

    On Thanksgiving, Dad was still in hospital recovering from his back injury. Normally he would take us to butcher pigs the day after the holiday, and that year my uncle 3 up with my four cousins to help my two elder brothers 4 our year's supply of pork.

    When Dad came back home from the hospital, he was still in a back brace (支架) and 5 to work. I was too young to realize our family had no money coming in as Christmas 6 . Another day we saw a car coming up the long driveway. Always longing for company, we kids were7 about who was visiting. Rose Anderson, our neighbor, was at the door, holding an envelope stuffed with money. She told my dad she had8 money in the community and came to deliver it.

    Dad tried to refuse,9 Rose insisted. I can still hear her saying, "Robert, whenever someone's baler (压捆机) breaks down, you bale their hay. Whenever someone passes away, Patti cooks. It's our 10."

    I learned later that we also 11 gift baskets from more than one organization. That Christmas, I, a 6-year-old kid, understood what being a good neighbor was, and that as my parents were good neighbors, their12 would be returned. These tales of Christmas kindness will 13 our heart, too.

    My parents were accustomed to being the 14, not the receivers of such generosity. They had a bit of pride to swallow, but continued all of their lives to show us kids the 15of kindness.

    An 18-year-old student was struggling to pay his tuition fees. As an orphan, he didn't know whom to 1 to for money. So he decided to host a musical concert at Standford University to 2 money for his education.

    He reached out to the great 3, Ignacy Jan Paderewski. Paderewski 4 a fee of Us $2,000 for the piano concert. A deal was 5. And the boy began to 6 to make the concert a success.

    The 7 day arrived. Paderewski performed at Standford University. But 8, the boy hadn't managed to sell enough tickets. The total 9 was only US 1, 600. Disappointed, he went to Paderewski and 10 his plight (困境). He gave Paderewski the entire US $ 1, 600, plus a cheque for the 11 of US $4, 00. The boy promised to 12 the money as soon as possible.

    Paderewski tore up the cheque, 13 the US $1,600 and told the boy, "14 the money for your tuition fees, and just give me whatever is left." The boy was very 15, and thanked him sincerely.

    It was a small 16 of kindness. We all come across 17 like this in our lives. And most of us only think, "If I helped them, what would happen to me?" The truly 18 people would think, "If I don't help them, what would happen to them? They don't do it 19 something in return. They do it because they feel it's the 20 thing to do.

The Sweetest Thing

    When I was ten, I was crazy about candy. Whenever in our small-town store with my mom, I would 1 my fingers through my favorite candy on the shelf.

    Once there, thinking about all things sweet, I noticed a man a few feet away pressing buttons on the ATM machine. Dressed in a suit, he seemed to be late for something, 2 waiting for his cash to appear. The machine made a noise, and he immediately 3 a pile of bills and headed out. Curiously, I walked over to the ATM, where I started pressing the buttons as if knowing the 4. Then I looked into the bottom of the machine. There I saw it: a beautiful, crisp $ 20 bill! 5 I wanted to believe my magic made the cash appear, I knew the man in the suit must have left it behind.

    I held the money in my hand, staring at the number "20" and feeling 6 than I ever had. I thought about slipping the money into my pocket. No one would know, but I just didn't feel it was 7. I knew it didn't belong to me. I had to find its owner and give it back! So I told my mom what had happened. "We'll look for him." she said kindly. We rushed out and found him stepping into his car in the parking lot! We 8 him and asked whether he had left money at the cash machine.

    "Let me 9" he said, pulling out his wallet and bills. "Twenty, forty, eighty...Oh! You're right," he said with surprise, "I'm 10 a $20 bill."

    "Here you go," I said, smiling with pride, as if I was a(n) 11 who had solved a mystery. "Thank you so much," he said, bending down and shaking my hand. My heart swelled. Before saying goodbye, he asked my mom for my name and 12. "I want to send your daughter a thank-you card," he said.

    On my way home, my 13 was racing. Twenty dollars. What could I have done with it? I bet I could have bought a puppy or every single candy bar in town! But now 14 of that would happen. Yet I knew I had done the right thing.

    A few weeks later, I got a box with a note. I ripped it open to find packages of candy. "Dear Felice, thank you very much for 15 my $20. You are a great girl, and I appreciate your 16. I hope you enjoy this candy. Best wishes, Tom." Tom included his business card. It 17 that he was vice-president for the candy company. The candy tasted sweet, each 18 reminding me that what I had done mattered. Although my honesty wouldn't always be 19 with candy, it would make a difference to someone. And that was the 20 part of all.

    A video show has become a hot topic on the Internet around China these days. The 35-second video shows that a man driver took a woman out of her red car, threw her to the ground and 1 her several times.

    Later, the man driver told the police that was because the woman driver changed lanes (变道) 2 and scared his child in the car. That made this man driver very 3. And his anger changed into this fight. The man was blamed (责备) a lot from Internet users, who regarded him as " Crazy or Mad".

    However, public attitude (态度) soon took a u-turn when the video from the dashboard camera (行车记录仪) on the man driver's car was put on the Internet on Tuesday. The 4 video shows the woman driver suddenly crossed lanes in front of Zhang's car twice and the two said angry words to each other 5 both cars came to a stop under an overhead bridge. And there the fight happened. The latest online poll (民调) shows that 78% Internet users believe that the woman driver should be blamed for 6 she had done. However, the woman driver 7 to realize her own mistake and refused to say sorry at first. The discussion further grew when some people started a cyber hunt (人肉搜索) against the woman. Some of her personal 8 was put on the Internet, including her ID number, address, phone number and so on.

    9 the morning of May 11, the woman driver finally wrote a letter to say sorry to the public, and put it on the Internet, saying that she felt sorry for what she had done and what her family had 10 about this accident. Both of the two have paid for what they had done! So when we drive on the road, try to be calm enough to avoid such happenings again.

Edward Ndiritu joined Lewa Wildlife Reserve in central Kenya in 1996 as a rhino monitor. Back then, illegal hunting had greatly reduced the country's black rhino population. Worried that they might become extinct, he worked his way up to lead Lewa's anti-hunting team. In 2015, his team's community-focused conservation method won him the first Wildlife Ranger Award from conservation charity Tusk.

He grew up in a village between Mount Kenya and the Aberdare Forest, which was once a wildlife route for migrating elephants and black rhinos. He saw them disappear gradually. He realized that hunting and the disruptive actions of the community were the reasons. The demand for rhino horn(角), which is very valuable in Asia, drives hunters. They are part of a big and rich crime network. There are people who help them by giving them equipment. In 2011 and 2012, Lewa had many difficulties. They lost rhinos. It was found that those involved in hunting were also linked to human smuggling(走私) and other illegal activities.

The hunting challenge has changed. Hunters now have networks, get information from the local community, and use technology like phones and motorbikes. Edward's team has adapted by using cameras, sensors, trackers, and a system that tells them when and where hunting might happen. They also work closely with the community, which is now the first 

line of defense. Lewa gives agricultural training, medical help, and business support to rural women. This makes locals more likely to report hunting before it happens.

To be a good forest guard, one needs to be honest, tough, and motivated. Edward now knows that making sure the forest guards are happy and well is very important. He is hopeful about wildlife conservation in Lewa. Funding is a problem, but organizations like Tusk are helping. Conservation is about people. Looking after those outside the reserve is necessary for the future of wildlife. Only when communities can live in harmony with the animals they see every day will there be a good future for wildlife.