Mrs. Brown was tired after her day's shopping in London, so she went into a restaurant for a cup of tea 1 catching the train home. When she had ordered her tea, she suddenly remembered that she had to buy some 2 for her husband, who had a cough.

    “Is there a chemist's near here?” she asked the waiter. “Yes, madam.” the waiter said. “It's only about three minutes' walk away. Turn right when you go out of the restaurant, then take the second turning to the left. You'll find a big chemist's about a hundred yards up the road on the right-hand side. It closes at five, but if you 3, you'll just get there in time.”

    Mrs. Brown followed the waiter's directions 4 and found the chemist's shop without any difficulty. She bought the cough mixture and started to 5 her way back to the restaurant. But after she had walked for about ten minutes and there was still no 6 of the restaurant, she realized that she must have made a mistake.

    “Oh! I am 7!” said Mrs. Brown. “I've left all my shopping in the restaurant and now I'm lost.”

    She was still wondering what to do when a policeman came 8 and asked if he could help. Mrs. Brown 9 what had happened.

    “Well, first of all,” said the policeman, “we had better go back as far as the chemist's”. “Now,” suggested the policeman, when they got to the chemist's, “let's go in this direction. It leads to the main road, where we shall probably find your restaurant.” When they reached the main road, the policeman said, “I think you'll find the restaurant you are looking for along there, on the opposite side of the road.” Mrs. Brown thanked the policeman for his help. “I can't 10 how I went wrong,” she said. The policeman smiled. “It's quite easy,” he said, “to get lost in a big city like London.”

    Around twenty years ago I was living in Seattle and going through hard times. I could not find 1work although I had a lot of experience and a Master's degree.

    To my 2, I had to drive a school bus to 3my family. At the same time, I had some 4with different companies but they all5to say I did not get the job. I went to the bus barn（车库）, feeling6.

    Later that afternoon, 7doing my rounds through the town I had an inner wave rise from deep 8 me and I thought “Why has my9become so hard?”

    Immediately after this internal（内心的）scream, I 10the bus over to drop off a little girl. As she11, she handed me an earring saying I should keep it12somebody looked for it. The13was stamped with words “BE HAPPY”. Then it struck me. I had been putting all of my14into what was wrong with my life rather than what was15!

    One night there was a phone call for me from the16at a large hospital. She asked me whether I17do a one-day training for 200 hospital workers. I said 18and got the job.

    My day with the hospital workers19very well. I got a great20and many more days of work. To this day I know that it was because I changed my attitude to life.

    We came back to the classroom after lunch while our classmates were playing outside.

    “Look at 1 I found in Ms. Lee's office.” Karen, a friend of mine, held up a small box filled with pieces of chalk in every color of the rainbow.

    “Wow! What fun it would be to write on the 2,” Judy's eyes shone with joy. “But Ms. Lee doesn't let us do so,” I responded. “Don't be 3, Janet. No one will ever know,” said Karen, 4 into the box and drawing out some chalk. At first I 5 joined my friends, however, gradually I found it was fun.

    Then it struck Judy that we should6each other to write names with our left hands. Picking up their chalk, they started. I7a white piece...

    “Better get this board cleaned off now,” said Judy, 8what I wrote on the board. Everything came off9my name! I was sweating in10and I felt my knees were getting11. It wasn't chalk at all, but a white piece of crayon(蜡笔). Mom had a 12: “Fools' names and faces always 13 in public.” I never understood 14 what it meant before. Now I did!

    I rushed to the toilet to get a can of cleanser and Judy 15 with paper towels. After rubbing hard, my name was 16, but an abrasion(磨损处) remained on the board.

    Hearing 17 coming, we remove every trace of wetness as 18 as possible. We were just slipping into our desks 19 the teacher walked in. Perhaps Ms. Lee never 20 the abrasion. But I did. I learned that day: “No one will ever know” is never true.

    One day, I drove into a service station to get some gas. It was a beautiful day and I was feeling 1 . As I paid for the gas, the attendant said, "How do you feel?" That seemed like a 2 question, but I felt fine and told him so. "You don't look 3." he replied and continued to tell me my skin appeared 4.

    By the time I left, I was a little 5 . About a block away, I 6 to the side of the road to look at my face 7 the mirror. Was everything all right? Had I picked up 8 rare disease? By the time I got home, I was beginning to feel a slight 9 somewhere in my body.

    The next time I went into that gas station, I 10 what had happened: The place had recently been painted a bright yellow, and the light reflecting off the walls made everyone inside 11 as though they were sick! That was the truth. 12 , I let that short conversation change my attitude for an entire day. His 13 observation affected the way I felt and acted.

    This experience made me think a lot. It is the same with life, in which attitude 14. The way we look at life determines how we feel and how we 15. If we expect something to turn out 16 , it probably will. But the 17 also works in reverse. If we expect good things to happen, they 18 do. An optimistic attitude, I believe, is not a luxury but a(an) 19. So after that, I chose to highlight the 20 throughout the rest of my life.

    I was driving in my car the other day. The sun was out, the radio was playing, and I was 1 along. The song was a 2 one and even my weak voice sounded good singing it. Then it 3, however. The sweet sound of the music 4 and there came the 5 news. Gas prices 6 again. Fans of two sports teams got into fight. I sighed and wondered about this 7 world we live in.

    8, I could take no more and turned off the 9. Silence seemed preferable to listening to 10 else about the crazy, competitive society we live in. I slowed down as I entered a town and 11 the people as I drove by. A tall man was 12 an elderly lady out of a car and helping her place her walker so she could go into store. A smiling woman was 13 food onto the square while a dozen birds flew down to enjoy the 14 being laid out before them. A young man was walking along, carrying his 15 safely in his arms. When the daughter pulled the hat off his head, they both 16. I laughed too as I looked at all of his 17. The radio may have been off in my car, 18 in my heart I was 19 singing.

    In truth, this world could have more kindness and less 20. Kindness makes us all winners in this life and our life is full of kindness, love and joy.

    I was a shy girl and I was afraid to talk to people I didn't know. I enjoyed the1 of exploring nature. 2, at school I had to spend all day in the company of others. My3was reading. I spent a lot of time studying and was 4  good grades. My only failure was Spanish — I'd get all As on my written work and tests, but Ds and Fs on the5 part.

    Eventually I went to college. During my third year of college, I had6of being shy and determined to change my outlook and behavior. One day while at school, I noticed an advertisement for7on the local classical music radio station. I had8listening to classical music, and I could easily pronounce names such as Tchaikovsky and Chopin.

    I had no background in radio, and absolutely no hope of getting the job. The idea of9thousands of listeners in "radio land" terrified me. However, I10survived the interview. I was given brief descriptions of symphonies（交响乐）and a public service announcement to read, and a list of composers' names11 . It wasn't hard for me. I left the recording session（录音场次）with a sense of relief and a sense of12. About two weeks later I actually landed the job. It was a13 job, but I grew to14 it greatly. I began to feel comfortable talking to people.

    Although I now spend many hours each week talking with people, I'm15basically a quiet person. Perhaps it is my soft voice and my16nature that helps draw people out when they respond to my questions when I17 them. My former shyness is a18, as I can relate to people who feel discomfortable when they talk to reporters. I still enjoy moments of loneliness and the19found in nature. But I'm also glad I decided to make a20in my life that has opened many doors and opportunities that I never knew existed.