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　　Bob King, a Grade 12 pupil who was deserted(遗弃)at the age of 13, has become an inspiration(激励)to his 　　1　　, teachers and the society where he lives．Every day 　　2　　 school and on weekends, while his classmates are having 　　3　　, he works as a gardener to 　　4　　 his school fees(学费), and to buy food and clothes．

　　“　　5　　 is my last only,”he says．“I know that 　　6　　 I get a good education, I'll continue to live like a 　　7　　 kid for the rest of my life．”

　　Bob's being 　　8　　 into poverty(being poor)and hardship(苦难)started in 1994 when his father 　　9　　 tuberculosis(肺结核)．Then, he was sent to 　　10　　 his mother's relatives in a nearby village and a few months later, he received a message that his mother was 　　11　　．When he went back home to 　　12　　 his mother's funeral(葬礼), he learned that she was 　　13　　 not dead, but had gone to Mozambique with a boyfriend．For nine years, the young boy 　　14　　 from one village to another, living with 　　15　　 who often treated(对待)him like a slave(奴隶)．But he 　　16　　 gave up school．

　　Last year, a teacher gave him a small piece of 　　17　　 in the township where he built his own small house．

　　“He is a(n)　　18　　 to all of us,”said school master Richard Ball．“In contrast to(相比之下)what he had gone 　　19　　, many young people of his age would have given up hope or 　　20　　 to crime(犯罪)．”

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　　When Alice started to cycle home from Jenny's house, she wasn't nervous．She was certainly not afraid of the dark．　　1　　, it was only a 15-minute ride home．But halfway there, she began to wish that she hadn't been so 　　2　　．

　　As she rounded a sharp bend, it suddenly 　　3　　 cold－very cold．Alice's breath became puffs of white cloud and her legs were so cold that it became hard to ride．

　　With her heart beating fast, she struggled so hard to move 　　4　　 that she didn't hear the car which suddenly appeared beside her．She stopped by the road．The big black car also 　　5　　．Slowly, the passenger-window began to slide down．Alice held her breath．In the soft light inside the car, something 　　6　　．Then, the light brightened and Alice was staring at a sweet, grey-haired old lady．“Hello, dear,”said the old lady．“I need 　　7　　．I'm afraid I'm lost．I need to find the nearest airport．I must be there in the next five minutes．”

　　“Airport?You 　　8　　 are lost,”Alice said．“You need to go back five kilometers 　　9　　 you reach the T-junction．Turn left and 　　10　　 for about another 10 kilometers to the main highway．From there, just follow the 　　11　　 to the airport．But I'm afraid there's no 　　12　　 you'll get there in five minutes!”

　　“Thank you very much, dear,”replied the old lady．“Don't worry－I'll 　　13　　 in time．”

　　The 　　14　　 moved up and the car started off．A little way ahead, it 　　15　　 and with headlights flashing, it drove past Alice．But then, something 　　16　　 happened．The car began changing．First, its color 　　17　　 from black to silvery-grey．Then, the wheels began disappearing, but the car continued to move forward, 　　18　　 just above the ground．As the car 　　19　　 into the dark sky, the big red tail-lights grew larger and larger and glowed more and more brightly．With a faint whistling 　　20　　, the car was gone in seconds, leaving Alice shaking her head in disbelief…

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　　I believe in my mother．My belief began when I was just a kid, when I 　　1　　 becoming a doctor．

　　My mother was a 　　2　　．Through her work, she observed that 　　3　　 people spent a lot more time 　　4　　 than they did watching television．She announced that my brother and I could only watch two to three 　　5　　 TV programs during the week．With our free time, we had to read two books each week from the Detroit Public Library and 　　6　　 written book reports to her．She would mark them up with check markers and underline the 　　7　　 parts．Years later we realized her marks were a 　　8　　．My mother was illiterate(文盲)．Although we had no money, 　　9　　 the covers of those books, I could go anywhere, do anything and be anybody．

　　When I entered high school, I was an A-student, but not for 　　10　　．I wanted the fancy clothes．I wanted to hang about with the guys．I went from being an A-student to a B-student and to a C-student, but I didn't 　　11　　．I was cool．

　　One night my mother came home after her several jobs and I 　　12　　 about not having enough Italian knit shirts．She said,“Okay, I'll give you the money I 　　13　　 this week by rubbing floors and cleaning bathrooms and you can buy the family food and pay the bills．With 　　14　　 left over, you can have all that you want．”I was very 　　15　　 with that arrangement．But once I got through 　　16　　 money, there was nothing left．I realized my mother was a financial genius to be able to keep a(n)　　17　　 over our heads and any kind of food on the table．I was also 　　18　　 that immediate satisfaction wasn't going to get me anywhere．Success 　　19　　 intellectual(知识上的)preparation．I went back to my studies and became an A-student again, and 　　20　　 I realized my dream and I became a doctor．

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　　The other day, I happened to meet someone I hadn't seen for many years．I couldn't believe the change in him．In fact, he didn't even seem like the 　　1　　 person．

　　When I first knew Bill, back in 　　2　　, he was one of the most carefree(无忧无虑)people I had ever 　　3　　．He was always ready to have a party．He thought 　　4　　 of going out for beer at three o'clock in the morning or driving 50 miles to see an old 　　5　　 he really liked．Bill and I were in the same class in college, and 　　6　　 was never dull when he was 　　7　　．With him there was one wild 　　8　　 after another．Sometimes I wonder how we 　　9　　 to study for our exams．

　　Last week I was in Houston on business and I ran into Bill in the bar at the hotel．　　10　　, I wasn't even sure it was 　　11　　．Was this short-haired businessman really the same person?I wasn't really sure until I came near him but it indeed was Bill．Now he works for a bank．He 　　12　　 most of the evening about his job, his new car and his house．How he had changed!Back when we were in college, the 　　13　　 thing Bill cared about was possessions．Now they seemed to be his main 　　14　　．Although I have changed quite a bit myself, somehow, I never 　　15　　 Bill changing so much．My image of him 　　16　　 the one I had formed 　　17　　 the time when we were college students together．

　　I suppose it's 　　18　　 to expect people to remain the same, especially 　　19　　 I have changed so much myself．But I must say that I enjoyed the old Bill much more than the new Bill．Maybe he 　　20　　 the same way about me．

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　　I live in a big city with a lot of homeless people．luckily there're small ways of helping them and you needn't have a lot of 　　1　　．One way to help is to buy their monthly magazine．　　2　　 doing this one day, I got to 　　3　　 a young homeless man．He was often 　　4　　 the magazine at the train station．He was a poor farmer from another country．After a while, I discovered that his 　　5　　 was close to mine．It 　　6　　 that we were born in the same month．

　　I met him last year 　　7　　 after his birthday, and after congratulating him, without 　　8　　, I asked if he had had a good day．He 　　9　　 and said that he hadn't really celebrated．I felt so 　　10　　．I just couldn't bear the thought of this nice ,young man being 　　11　　 on his 25th birthday with no presents, no cake, nothing!So I went home and looked in my yarn(亚麻)basket．　　12　　 for me, I had enough yarn 　　13　　．I set to work and knitted(编织)a 　　14　　 for the young man．The yarn had become a little dirty 　　15　　 I didn't knit very often．Then I washed the yarn so the scarf(围巾)would be 　　16　　 when he got it．

　　I met him on my own birthday as I was going shopping．I had 　　17　　 to meet him so I had 　　18　　 the scarf and a piece of my own birthday 　　19　　 around with me．He was very happy with these gifts and so was I．The 　　20　　 in his eyes was the best present he could have given me．

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　　My 14-year-old son, John, and I Spotted(挑出，察觉)the coat at the same time．It was hanging at a(an)　　1　　 clothing store．

　　The coat had a black velvet collar(天鹅绒衣领), delightful tailoring, a Fifth Avenue label(标签)and a(an)　　2　　 price of $28．We looked at 　　3　　, saying nothing, 　　4　　 John’s eyes shone．Dark, woolen topcoats were popular just then with 　　5　　, but could 　　6　　 several hundred dollars new．

　　John 　　7　　 the coat．He turned from side to side, eyeing himself in the mirror with a serious, studied 　　8　　 that soon changed into a smile．The 　　9　　 was perfect．John wore the coat to school the next day and came home wearing a big smile．“How did the kids like your coat?”I asked．“They love it．”He said, carefully 　　10　　 it over the chair and smoothing it flat．

　　Over the next few weeks, the 　　11　　 came over John．Quiet, reasoned discussion was 　　12　　 argument．He became more thoughtful and eager to 　　13　　．“Good dinner, Mum,”he would say every evening．One day when I suggested that he might start on homework before dinner, John said,“You are right, and I guess I will．”

　　When I 　　14　　 this to one of his teachers and remarked that I didn’t know 　　15　　 caused the changes, she said with laughter,“It must be his coat!”At the library, we 　　16　　 to meet a friend who had not seen our children for a long time．“　　17　　 this be John?”He asked, looking up to John’s new height and coat, and extending his hand, one gentleman to another．

　　John and I both knew we should never 　　18　　 a person’s clothes for the real person within them．But there is something to be said for 　　19　　 a standard of excellence for the world to see, for practicing standard of excellence in thought, speech and behavior, and for 　　20　　 what is on the inside with what is on the outside．

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　　People have always communicated(交流)with 　　1　　．In the past when they couldn’t write, they used simple symbols(记号)to send their message．Some groups of North America Indians were experts 　　2　　 messages．For example, a small stone on top of a large one meant “This is the way．”If there was another small stone on the right, it meant “Turn right．”Some grass with a knot(结)meant “Danger” 　　3　　．

　　Maybe you know that in the forests of Africa, it 　　4　　 to travel from village．But drum(鼓)　　5　　 from many kilometers away．So, some groups of Africans made their drums 　　6　　 like people．

　　The Incas(印加人)of South America used to send messages by typing knots in a rope．Messages have been found, but 　　7　　 can understand 　　8　　 they mean．And the Egyptians used pictures as a kind of 　　9　　 but only 　　10　　 people 　　11　　 to understand them．

　　Today, we also use 　　12　　．When we are in a car and we see a red light, we stop the car．When a mother says to her child,“Eat your cake!” the child eats the cake sometimes．The red light and the words of the mother are 　　13　　．And it is a 　　14　　 that the basic means of communication between people is, of course, sounds．

　　Maybe you know that there are more than 3000 languages in the world today．And about 13 of 　　15　　 are spoken by large groups of people．Languages of the world are both similar(相似)　　16　　 different．They are similar because we can talk and write about the same things and they are different because we talk and write about these things in 　　17　　 ways and we use different 　　18　　．

　　It is 　　19　　 that we have to learn a second language 　　20　　 communicate with people who do not speak our language．

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　　Forty-three years seems like a long time to remember the name of a person．I have forgotten the name of an old lady who was a(n)　　1　　 on my paper route when I was a twelve-year-old boy．Yet it seems like just yesterday that she taught me a lesson in 　　2　　．One afternoon, a friend and I were 　　3　　 rocks onto the roof of the old lady’s house 　　4　　 her backyard．The object of our play was to observe how the rocks changed to missiles as they 　　5　　 to the roof’s edge and shot out into the 　　6　　．

　　I found myself a perfectly smooth rock and sent it for a ride．The stone was too smooth, however, so it 　　7　　 from my hand as I let it go and headed 　　8　　 for a small window on the old lady’s back wall．

　　I was too scared about getting 　　9　　 that first night to be concerned about the old lady with the broken window．However, a few days later, 　　10　　 I was sure that I hadn’t been discovered, I started to feel 　　11　　 for her misfortune．

　　I made up my mind that I would 　　12　　 my paper delivery money, and in three weeks I had the seven dollars that I 　　13　　 would cover the cost of her window．I put the money in an envelope with a(n)　　14　　 explaining that I was sorry for breaking her window and hoped that the seven dollars would cover the 　　15　　 for repairing it．

　　I waited until it was dark, then put the envelope through the letter slot in her door．

　　The next day, I 　　16　　 the old lady her paper and was able to 　　17　　 the warm smile that I was 　　18　　 her．She thanked me for the paper and said,“Here, I have something for you．”It was a bag of cookies．I thanked her and ate the cookies as I 　　19　　 my route．

　　After several cookies, I 　　20　　 an envelope．When I opened the envelope, I was shocked．Inside was the seven dollars and a short note that said,“I’m proud of you．”