It was on a summer burning afternoon in Denver．The sky was blue and the wind was blowing slightly．A man from a big 36  with a new wagon （马车） and a beautiful pair of horses was 37 along a country road．He did not 38  much attention to 39  he was going．Pretty soon he realized that he was 40  , but he continued to drive, 41  to find his way or to meet someone who could tell him how to 42  to the town．
It was a long 43  road．For several hours he kept on driving．44  it was almost dark, he saw in a cornfield a tall farmer plowing （犁） the land．He stopped his 45  team of horses near the fence and called out, "Hello, farmer"
"Hello, yourself" the farmer replied, 46  plowing．
"Where does this  47  go ?"
"I haven't ever seen it go anywhere．It always 48  right where it is " , said the farmer, without stopping his work．
"How far is it  49  the next town?" said the stranger, speaking a little louder．
"Don't know, never  50  it " replied the farmer．
By this time the city man was getting 51  , "What do you know? You're the biggest 52  I ever saw"
The farmer 53  the plow and turned and looked for a long time at the city man．Then he said scornfully （轻蔑地） , "Maybe I don't know much．54  I am a fool．But 55  I'm not lost!"

Billy is fourteen years old and in the ninth grade. He has a  36  job which gets him  37  at five o'clock every morning. He is a  38  .
Each morning, Billy leaves the house at 5: l5 to go to the corner  39  the newspapers are. The newspapers are delivered （递）to the  40  by truck at midnight. He always takes a wagon (手推车) to carry them.
In  41  , it is still dark and cold when he gets up, but during the rest of the year it is bright and warm. Billy must deliver the newspapers to the houses of people on his route (线路) in all kinds of weather. He tries to put each  42  on the porch (门廊) where it will be protected from  43  , rain or snow. His  44   think he does a good job. Sometimes they give him  45  .
Billy  46  about $70 per month, and he is saving some of the money to go to college. He spends the rest  47  records and clothes. Once a month, he has to  48  money from his customers. Since many of them  49  during the day, Billy has to collect the money  50  . Sometimes, when Billy is   51  , his older brother has to  52  the newspapers. Once  Billy's father had to help as well.
Billy has seventy customers now,  53  he hopes to get more soon. Some day, if he gets many more customers, Billy might win a prize for being an outstanding(杰出的) newspaper boy. He wants to win a  54  to Europe, but he will also be happy  55  he wins a new bicycle.

On April 11 Lincoln, Mrs Lincoln and two friends were spending night in talk, when Lincoln suddenly began to discuss his dreams. “I had one the other night. About 10 days ago I went to bed very  36 . I had been up   37  for important letters from the White House for a long time. I could not have been   38  in bed when I fell into sleep. I soon began to   39  . There seemed to be a dead silence about me. Then I heard sobs(抽泣)，  40  a number of people were weeping. I thought I left my bed and   41  downstairs. There the silence was broken by some pitiful(令人可怜的) sobbing, but the mourners(送葬者)were   42 .I went from room to room, no living person was in sight; but the same mournful sounds of distress(悲痛) met me as I   43 along. It was light in all the rooms;  44  was well known to me，but   45 were all the people who were sobbing as if their hearts would   46 ? I was puzzled and frightened. What could be the   47  of all this? I kept on walking until I arrived at the East Room, which I   48 . Before me was a dead body. Around it were soldiers who were acting as   49 ; there were some people   50  pitifully. ‘‘Who is dead in the White House?” I asked.
“The president，” was the answer.
“It’s   51 !”I said to myself and was surprised. How did he die?”
“He was killed by an assassinator (暗杀者)!” was the answer.
“  52  came a loud burst of crying from the crowd，which woke me from my dream. I slept   53 that night, and although it was  54  a dream I have been rather angry about it   55 .”

Mrs. Jones was over eighty, but she still drove her old car like a woman half her age. She loved driving very fast, and was  21  of the fact that she had never, in her thirty-five years of driving, been punished  22  a driving offence (犯规).
Then one day she nearly  23 her record. A police car  24  her, and the policemen in it saw her  25  a red light without stopping. Of course, she was stopped. It seemed 26  that she would be punished.
When Mrs. Jones came up to the judge（法官）, he looked at her seriously and said that she was  27  old to drive a car, and that the reason why she had not stopped at the red   28  was most probably that her eyes had become weak   29  old age, so that she had not seen it.
When the judge had finished what he was    30 . Mrs. Jones opened the big handbag she was  31  and took out her sewing (针线). Without saying a word, she  32  a needle(针) with a very small eye, and threaded it at once.
When she had successfully done this, she took the thread out of the needle again and handed  33  the needle and the thread to the judge, saying, “Now it is your 34 . I suppose you drive a car, and that you are quite sure about your own eyesight.”
The judge took the needle and tried to thread it. After half a dozen tries, he had still not succeeded. Mrs. Jones’ record   35 unbroken.

To this day,I still remember the first day of classes exactly 30 years ago. I  _16_ in Dr Charles E. Offutt’s British literature class，listening to him _17_ what his seniors would learn and get them excited about the journey they would __18__ .I’m the principal(校长) of the school now，but for a few minutes I was back in 1975，__19__ what the future held.
I have been learning from Dr Offutt for 30 of the 51 years he has been teaching at DeMatha. he not only taught me to think，he _20_ me，as much by example as _21__，that it was my moral duty to do so and to serve __22_ .
Neither of us could know how our _23_ would develop over the years. When I first came back to DeMatha to teach English，I worked for Dr Offutt，then the department chair. After several years，I was _24__ department chair，and our relationship changed __25__. I thought that it might be __26__chairing the department，since all of my former English teachers were still there，but Dr Offutt _27__ me throughout. he knew when to give me _28__ about curriculum(课程)，texts and personnel，and when to let me design my own course.
In 1997，I needed his advice about leaving DeMatha to become principal at another school. If he had asked me to stay at DeMatha，I might have. _29_，he encouraged me to seize the new __30_ .
Five years ago,I became the__31_  of DeMatha. Once again, Dr Offutt was there for me,Letting me know that I could__32_ on him as I tried to fill such big shoes.I’ve learned that great teachers have a (an)___33__wealth of lessons to teach __34_ his students don’t know it yet.I know how __35_ they are.I’m still one of them.

Once there was a very brilliant, creative and learned man. He gained much ____36_____while traveling throughout the world. Unfortunately he lost his legs and left arm in a traffic accident, leaving only a finger and thumb on his right hand. He became so ____37_____ that he was afraid he would spend his life _____38_____ and would no longer be able to use his life in a(n) ____39_____way.
One day, he remembered how he had always loved getting ____40_____. He realized that he still had partial ____41_____ of his right hand and could write with  ____42_____. Then, he had an idea. “Why not write to other people who need encouragement?”
He ___43___ where he could find those who could be encouraged if they read his letters. He thought of people in ____44___. Many of them had hope of regaining their ____45___ . Others would keep feeling depressed and remain put away for the rest of their lives. He decided that he must try to __46____ them. So he wrote to a prison ministry about sending letters to the prisoners. The prison minister replied that writing to the prisoners would be  ____47____. However, it would be against prison rules for the prisoners to write back.
____48_____with the intention, the man began sending   49   messages of God’s love, hope, strength, and encouragement. He wrote twice a week, testing his strength and ability to the ___50____. He poured his heart and soul into his words,  ___51_____ his experience, sense of humor, optimism, and faith.
It was difficult to write those letters, especially without hope of any ___52___. Frequently, he felt discouraged, wondering if anyone  ___53____read his letters. However, this was his ___54____chance，so he determined to continue.
At last, he received a letter from the prison officer, which said, “Please write on the best paper you can afford. Your letters are passed from cell (牢房) to cell until they almost fall to ____55___!”
We all have unique experiences, abilities and talents. We can discover ways to reach others in need of encouragement and strength.

I was feeling a little blue. My mother had been laid off from her job, but she said she was OK since her boss wasn't the nicest person   36 .
I got off the college bus and started walking. That's  37  I heard piano music and singing rising above the  38 of the people and the traffic. I walked a little slower  39 I could find out where it was coming from.   40 the crowd I saw a young lady sitting at a piano with a   41 next to her, singing songs about love. The way she was singing  42 me a bit. I stood there watching her   43 for about fifteen minutes, thinking that it must take  44 to perform on her own in public.
Feeling my presence, she looked in my  45 . I walked over and put some money in her carriage. “I have been going through a   46  time lately, but you’re made me hopeful again.”
"I'm happy that I could   47 . Why are you so sad?"
"Well, my mum had got  48 from her job, but I’m not sure what to do….”
"You see, the way you were   49 ," she explained. “Don't look defeated,   50  comes in different ways. If your head is down you might never see it. Smile more ...   51  your head up."
I smiled slightly, amazed by how she was  52 me.
“Why are you playing here?” I asked.
“I am not making music. I study psychology. I often see many  53  people and hope to relieve their   54  and make them think positively by sharing music.”
I smiled a little wider. She was doing a good thing. My heart was touched by a   55 soul.

It's fourteen years since I left the Philippines to live with my family in the USA. A month ago, while on summer vacation back in my motherland, I learned a lesson from mosquito (蚊子) bites. Right before   16  Kennedy Airport in New York, my grandma   17  me of the behavior of the native mosquitoes around the   18  like me. She said, "There's an old saying—the   19  you stay away from the motherland, the sweeter your blood   20  to the mosquitoes. " Not   21  it, I replied, "Grandma, that's just an old wives' tale!" 
Well, less than a week   22  my arrival in Manila, I was already carpeted with a   23  of mosquito bites. I took many measures to keep myself from being   24  , but they all proved useless.
Late one   25  in my cousin's home, I couldn't bear the   26  of the bites. Hoping to find some comfort, I   27  my cousin, who was sleeping peacefully in the bed next to mine. Unhappy for being   28   she said, "There is nothing you can do. Go back to sleep. "  With a few turns, she slept again. Enviously (妒嫉地)   29  her sleep, I hoped a big mosquito would   30  on her face.  However, the mosquitoes would just lightly dance around her forehead and fly away quickly, never biting her. Amazed (惊奇的), I ran to others'   31  , only to find they were all sleeping  32  as the same thing occurred again and again.
From those bites, I came to   33  my grandma's silly tale. From then on, I've always tried to keep a(n)  34  mind about those strange old wives' tales   35  they do have some truth to them.

One man was to meet his wife downtown and spend some time shopping with her. He waited 36  for 15 minutes. Then he waited impatiently for 15 minutes more. After that, he became  37 . When he saw a photograph booth (照相亭) nearby, he had  38 . He wore the most unhappy expression he could manage, which was not  39  in the situation. In a few moments, he was holding four small photos that  40  even him.
He wrote his wife’s name on the back of the photos and handed them to a  41  behind the desk in the booth. “ 42  you see a small, dark lady with brown eyes and an apologetic expression, obviously  43  someone, would you please give her this?” he said. He then  44  his office in Morrison Building,  45  that if a picture is worth a thousand words, then the four photos must be a good  46 ! He sat down with a smile.
His wife  47  those pictures. She carries them in her purse now and shows them to anyone who asks if she is married.
How are you with  48 ? One person calls it “wait training.” It seems that there is always something we are  49 . We wait on traffic and we wait in lines. We wait to hear about a new job. We wait to complete school. We wait for someone to change his or her mind.
Patience is an important  50  of a happy and rewarding life.  51 , some things are worth waiting for.  52  presents many opportunities for wait training.
We can hate waiting,  53  it or even get good at it! But one thing is  54  --- we cannot avoid it. How is your  55  coming along?

After the earthquake hit northeast Japan on March 11, 2011, many touching stories that I saw with my own eyes happened around me.      
I had to walk home since all the 36 had stopped after the quake. On my way home I 37 an old Japanese lady at the bakery shop who was giving out free bread, which made my heart 38 . A middle-aged Japanese man was holding a sign that said, “Please use our  39 .” He was 40 his house for people to go to the restroom.  My friend wanted to  41 others. He stood in the cold with a sign “If you are okay with a motorcycle, I will  42  you to your house.” And then I saw him take one gentleman home, all the way to faraway place!        Then the next day I drove to  43   my car with gas. There was a  44 of gas now and many gasoline stations were either closed or had very  45   lines. I got  46 ,since I was behind 15  cars. Finally, when it was my 47  , the man smiled and said, “48 this situation, we are only giving $ 30 worth gas per person. Is that alright?”“Of course, I’m just glad that we are all able to 49  ,” I said. His smile gave me so much  50 .      
I saw a man at the evacuation(疏散) center 51 when people brought food to him, It was the first time in three days that food has been brought to their center. However, after he wiped the tears, his next  52  surprised me. “I am very 53  that we are provided with food. But people in the city next to us haven’t  54  any food at all. Please go to that centre as well.” And when hearing that, I realized there is a bright future on the other side of this 55 .