One day, when I was in high school, I saw a kid named Kyle from my class walking home from school with all his books, I thought to myself, “__21___ would anyone bring home all his books for the weekend? He must really be    22___.”As I was walking, I saw several kids running toward him. They ran at him,   23 all his books out of his arms and he fell down in the dirt, His glasses went   24 and landed in the grass.
My   25 went out to him. So, I ran over to him. 26 I handed him his glasses, he looked at me and said, “Hey, thanks!”
I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived. As it   27 , he lived near me. We talked all the way home. Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends.
Kyle was the   28 student of our class, one of those guys that really found themselves during high school. Therefore he had the   29  to prepare a 30 speech. On the graduation day, I could see that he was 31 . So, I patted him on the back and said, “Hey, big guy, you’ll be  32!” He looked at me and smiled.
He cleared his throat, and began. “Graduation is a time to   33 those who helped you make it through those   34  years. Your parents, your teachers… but mostly your friends, I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best   35 you can give him.”
I just looked at my friend with   36 as he told the story of the first day we met. He had planned to 37 himself over the weekend and was carrying his books home. “Thankfully, nothing happened. My friend   38  me from doing the unspeakable.”
Not until that moment did I realize that you should never underestimate(低估) the   39 of your actions. With one small gesture you can   40 a person’s life. For better or for worse.

Having left the town, the girl stopped the car at the landing near the entrance of the bay. She stepped into the  __11__  and rowed out silently. The tide was rushing to the entrance and  __12__ to the wild open sea. She had to row across the bay to reach __13__  side. The waves struck against the side of the boat, __14__ and uneven; it became  __15__ difficult to row. If she __16__ for a moment, the tide would push the boat back towards the  __17__.
She wasn’t even halfway,  __18__ she was already tired and her hands  __19__  from pulling on the rough wooden oars (船桨). "I'm never going to  __20__  it”, she thought. She rested the oars on her knees and __21__ her head helplessly, then looked up as she __22__ the boat shift(晃动) against the tide.
The east wind , which had swung(旋转) around from the south-west, __23__ her help and pushed the boat towards the mountains. It was going to be  __24__. Her hands weren't so painful. Her chest didn’t feel as if it was about to burst __25__.
The lights of the town became __26__. one of the oars banged against the side of the boat and she __27__ it with a start. Had she been asleep, or just  __28__? She looked over her shoulder. She was almost on the beach. The girl gave one last __29__ on the oars to ground the boat, and then lay back against the seat. She listened to the waves  __30__ and knew she had come home. Far across the moonlit bay the lights were no more than a sparkling chain.

One day a famous speaker gave a speech to a crowd of people. He held up a   21   bill. He asked, “Who would like this $20 bill ? ” Hands were   22  . Then he said, “I am going to give this $20 to one of you, but first let me do this.” He began to crumple（弄皱）the   23 . He then asked the audience, “   24  still wants it ?” Still the hands went  25  in the air.
“ What   26  I do this? ” He asked, and he  27  it on the ground, and started to step on it. He  28  it up. Now the bill was  29  and crumpled. “ Now who still wants it?” Still the hands went up.
“My friends,” He continued, “You have all  30   a good lesson . No matter   31  I did to the money, you still wanted it because the bill did not lose its  32 . It was still worth $20. Many times in our   33 , we are dropped, crumpled, and stepped on, because we sometimes  34  wrong decisions, or we may   35  with something we do not   36 .When that happens, we feel depressed and think we are   37 . But in fact no matter what has happened or what will happen, you will never lose your value. The worth of our life comes not   38  what we do or whom we know, but in who we are! Don’t forget ‘the worth of a thing does not depend on its outside   39  , but on its inner value.’ This is the   40  of life.

Some years ago I was offered a writing assignment that would require three months of travel through Europe．I had been abroad a couple of times， 36 I could hardly claim to know my way around the continent．Moreover， my  37 of foreign languages was  38 to a little college French．
I  39 ．How would I，unable to speak the language and totally  40 with local geography or transportation systems，  41 interviews and do research? It seemed  42 ，and with much regret I sat down to write a letter begging  43 ．Halfway through，a thought ran through my mind：you can’t learn if you don’t  44 ．So I accepted the assignment.
There were some bad news. But by the time I had  45 the trip I was an experienced 46 ．And ever since，I have never hesitated to  47 for even the most remote places，without guides or even  48 bookings，confident that somehow I will  49 .
The point is that the new，the  50 ，is almost by definition scary．But each time you try 51 ，you learn，and as the learning piles up，the world  52 to you.
I’ve  53 to ski at 40，and flown up the Rhine River in a balloon．And I know I’ll go on doing such things．It’s not because I’m  54 or more daring than others. I’m not. But I’ll accept anxiety as another name for  55 and I believe I can accomplish wonders．

It was a cold winter. The day my husband fell to his death, it started to snow, just 36 any November day. His 37 , when I found it, was lightly covered with snow. It snowed almost every day for the next four months, while I sat on the couch and watched it 38 . One morning, I walked slowly 39 and was surprised to see a snow remover clearing my driveway and the bent back of a woman clearing my walk. I dropped to my knees and crawled back upstairs, 40 those good people would not see me. I was 41 . My first thought was, how would I ever 42 them? I didn’t have the 43 to brush my hair, 44 clear someone’s walk.
Before Jon’s death, I felt proud that I 45 asked for favors. I identified myself by my competence（能力） and 46 . So who was I if I was no longer capable? How could I 47 myself if I just sat on the couch every day and watched the snow fall?
Learning to receive the love and 48 from others wasn’t easy. Friends cooked for me and I cried. Finally, my friend Kathy said, “Mary, cooking for you isn’t a 49 for me; it makes me feel good to be able to do something for you.”
Over and over, I heard 50 words from the people who supported me during those 51 days. One wise man told me, “You aren’t doing nothing because being fully open to your 52 may be the hardest work you will ever do.”
I am not the person I 53 was, but in many ways I have changed for the 54 . I’ve been surprised to learn that there is incredible freedom coming from 55 one’s worst fear and walking away whole. I believe there is strength, for sure, in accepting a dark period of our life.

Mr Black once decided to travel by air on business because of some reason. He liked　16 beside a window when he was　17 ,so when he got onto the plane, he　18　 a window seat. He　19  that all of them had already been taken  20  one, and there was a soldier sitting in the seat beside this one. Mr Black was 21  that he had not taken the one by the window, but, anyhow, he at once went towards 22 .
When he  23 it, however, he saw that there was a notice on it. It was written 24  ink and said,“This is reserved for proper load balance. Thank you.” Mr Black had never seen such a notice in a plane  25 ,but he thought that the plane  26   be carrying something particularly heavy in 27  baggage room which made  28  necessary to have passengers properly balanced, so he walked on and  29  another empty seat, not beside the  30 ,to sit in.
Two or three other people tried  31   in the window seat beside the soldier, but they, too, 32  the notice and went on. Then, when the plane was nearly full, a very beautiful girl stepped into the plane. The soldier, who was 33  the passengers coming in, quickly took the notice off the seat beside him－and  34   that way succeeded in  35   the company of the girl during the whole of the trip.

As a physician who travels quite a lot, I spend a lot of time on planes listening for that dreaded “Is there a doctor on board?” announcement. I’ve been   16  only once — for a woman who had merely fainted. But the   17  made me quite curious about how   18  this kind of thing happens. I wondered what I would do if   19  with a real midair medical emergency — without access   20  a hospital staff and the usual emergency equipment. So   21  the New England Journal of Medicine last week   22  a study about in-flight medical events, I read it   23  interest.
　　The study estimated that there are a(n)   24  of 30 in-flight medical emergencies on U.S. flights every day. Most of them are not   25 ; fainting and dizziness are the most frequent complaints.  26  13% of them — roughly four a day — are serious enough to   27  a pilot to change course. The most common of the serious emergencies   28  heart trouble, strokes, and difficulty breathing.
　　Let’s face it: plane rides are   29 . For starters, cabin pressures at high altitudes are set at roughly      30  they would be if you lived at 5,000 to 8,000 feet above sea level. Most people can tolerate these pressures pretty   31 , but passengers with heart disease   32  experience chest pains as a result of the reduced amount of oxygen flowing through their blood.   33  common in-flight problem is deep venous thrombosis — the so-called economy class syndrome (综合症).   34  happens, don’t panic. Things are getting better on the in-flight-emergency front. Thanks to more recent legislation (立法), flights with at      35  one attendant are starting to install emergency medical kits to treat heart attacks.

When I settled in Chicago，my new city seemed so big and unfriendly. Then I had a     26       problem and had to go to hospital for a     27   examination.
It seemed a small    28  compared to the one I was about to face ,but things started to go     29 right from the beginning , Not having a car or    30   the city, I was depending on a couple of buses to get me from A to B.     31  I’d left myself plenty of time, soon it was    32   I was going to be late, as I had mistakenly boarded a bus that was taking me in the     33   direction.
I    34  the bus and stood on the pavement not knowing what to do. I looked into the eyes of a    35  , who was trying to get past me.     36  , instead of moving on ,she stopped to ask if I was     37  .  After I explained my    38   to her, she pointed to a bus stop across the street , where a bus would take me back into the city to my    39    . Sitting there waiting, I felt   40 that someone had been willing to help .    41   , hearing a horn （喇叭） nearby, I looked up to see a car with my new friend     42     at me to get in, She had returned to offer me a     43  to the hospital.
Such unexpected     44  from a passer-by was a lovely gift to receive. As I climbed out of the car at the hospital and turned to thank her, she smiled and told me not to lose    45    , for all things are possible.

An old man found a sparrow with a broken wing. He brought it home and nursed it back to 26  . Afterwards, though it could fly, the sparrow   27  to leave the house. The old man`s wife asked her husband to get rid of the bird as it was  28  the house.But he wouldn`t listen.
One day while her husband was asleep, the woman  29  the sparrow, took it far away from the house,and let it go,warning it never to   30  . The old man missed his friend and hoped it would come back,  31  it never did. Then one day,several weeks later,he was walking past an old house when he heard a  32  sound.He looked up and there was the  33  , sitting on the gate.The sparrow gave the old man a gold  34  it had found in the house.
The old man did not   35   much about money,but his wife was  36  when she saw the coin,and made up her mind to get more from the sparrow.   37 ,early the next morning she slipped out of her house and made her  38  to the old house.When she saw the sparrow she 39  it to return.
“If you have found  40  __,bring it along and I`ll spend it all on you.”she promised.
The sparrow brought her an old  41   with the help of its friends.The basket was   42  but the woman did not wait to find out what was in it.She grabbed it and ran,  43  that the sparrow would follow and take up residence(住所）in her house again.
The moment she reached home,she  44 the basket,expecting it to be filled to the eaves(屋檐）with gold and silver.Instead,out  45 dozens of sparrows.
The woman spent the rest of her life trying to drive the sparrows out.

When I was growing up, I always gave my mom an apron （围裙）on her birthday．I wanted my own mom —   21  that apron I'd just given her, of course —to   22  me at the end of each afternoon bearing a plate of home-baked   23  as she waited breathlessly to hear about my   24  day at school．
Mom loved her family without question, but as an elementary-school teacher she had her own exciting days to   25   .She had hardly any extra time and   26 , and home-baked treats were rare in our house except   27  very special occasions．Since Mom didn't make cookies very often, the   28  of her baking were not always the same．Sometimes the cookies were browned a little more than planned or   29  together and other times the cookies weren't smooth．  30 , none of that bothered anyone in the family．All we   31  was swallowing whatever we were having for dinner that night so we could get to the cookies   32  us on the kitchen counter．
Now that I'm a mom myself, I can   33  all too well why my mother didn't always have the time to wear the apron．As was true with my mother, the list of things I need to do is often   34 than the day itself．But I also understand the desire to   35  the same yellow mixing bowl my mother used and make something special for my family every so often．Whatever I bake is met with approval, appreciation and good   36  by my husband and children．At some level, I believe they're   37  that I was thinking about them as I   38  the brown sugar into the butter or frosted the cake with their favorite kind of icing．They always know I love them．I  39  they know it a little better when I'm in a baking mood．
I'm sure my mother felt   40  the same way whenever she made cookies for us．Those cookies will always, in my mind, be the best treat．