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　　Two weeks before Christmas, Mother told me we were going to my grandmother’s house for the holiday．Grandma and Uncle Henry lived on a farm some 15 miles out of town．They had no electricity or running water and 　　1　　 what I considered the “good things” in life．They 　　2　　 made no plans for Christmas．When Christmas Eve arrived, Mom told me in her best “I-mean-it” voice to 　　3　　 all the decorations from our tree．She picked those up, along with all the trimmings(装饰物)for a complete turkey 　　4　　．

　　Christmas morning 　　5　　 perfectly, with the sun shining brightly across a fresh blanket of snow．　　6　　 I sulked(生气)silently in the backseat of the car as we made our 　　7　　 to grandma’s．This was going to be the 　　8　　 Christmas ever!Grandma was 　　9　　 to see us as we walked up to her door．“What on earth are you doing here?” She stammered．“We weren’t expecting 　　10　　．It’s Christmas, and I don’t even have a turkey to 　　11　　 for you．” “I knew that,” Mom said as we set boxes of goodies on the kitchen table．“That’s 　　12　　 we brought one with us．” “We must have a 　　13　　,” Mom insisted．“　　14　　, what will we do with all these decorations?” Uncle Henry quickly caught Mom’s spirit．He called me to join him, and we 　　15　　 a perfect Christmas tree in the woods．Soon the 　　16　　 smelled fresh and piney as we decorated the tree, and the day 　　17　　 a festival air．The turkey dinner was very good, too．I was actually beginning to enjoy this unusual Christmas Day!

　　Dessert was forgotten 　　18　　 Mom came out with the final surprise－a flaming pudding!“Merry Christmas, Mother,” Mom said, “Dear me!” Grandma gasped．“I haven’t seen a flaming pudding since I left England before I was married．” Tears of 　　19　　 filled her eyes．

　　I could not keep the tears rolling 　　20　　 my eyes, either．I knew then that Mom had also given me the best Christmas present ever－she had taught me what a beautiful thing it is to give．

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　　I once had a teacher whose husband died of heart attack．About a week after his death, she shared some of her 　　1　　 understanding with students．　　2　　 the late afternoon sunlight came shinning in and the class was nearly 　　3　　 , she moved a few things aside on the edge of her 　　4　　 and sat down there．

　　With a gentle look of reflection(反思)on her face, she paused and said, “Class is over．I would like to 　　5　　 with all of you, a thought that is 　　6　　 to class, but which I feel is very 　　7　　．”

　　“Each of us is put here on earth to learn, share, love and give of ourselves．　　8　　 of us knows when this fantastic experience will end．It can be 　　9　　 at any moment．Perhaps this is the Power's way of telling us that we must make the 　　10　　 of every single day．”

　　Her eyes were 　　11　　 to water, but she went on, “So I would like you all to make me a 　　12　　．From now on, on your way to school, or on your way home, find something beautiful to 　　13　　．It could be the 　　14　　 of the breeze(微风)slightly rustling the leaves in the trees, or the way the morning light catches one autumn leaf as it 　　15　　 gently to the ground．

　　“Please look for these things, and 　　16　　 them．It is the 　　17　　 things that we are put here on earth to enjoy．We must make it important to notice them, for at 　　18　　 it can all be taken away．” The class was completely 　　19　　．We all picked up our books and walked out of the room silently．That 　　20　　 , I noticed more things on my way home from school than I had that whole semester．

　　Remember, life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away．

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　　I had a very special teacher many years ago whose husband died suddenly of a heart attack．About a week after his 　　1　　, she shared her insights(顿悟)with the students．When the class was nearly over, she 　　2　　 and said, “I would like to 　　3　　 with all of you a thought that has 　　4　　 to do with class, but which I feel is very 　　5　　．

　　“Each of us is put here on the 　　6　　 to learn, share, love and appreciate ourselves．None of us knows when this 　　7　　 will end．At any moment it can be 　　8　　．Perhaps this is life’s way of telling us that we must make good 　　9　　 of every day．” Her eyes beginning to 　　10　　, she went on saying, “So I would like you all to 　　11　　 me．From now on, on your way home, find something 　　12　　 to notice．It doesn’t have to be something you see－it could be scent(香味)of fresh bread, or it could be the 　　13　　 of the wind slightly rustling(发出沙沙声)the leaves．”

　　“Please look for these things, and 　　14　　 them．The little things are put here on the earth for us to enjoy．They are 　　15　　 observing, for at any time they can all be taken away．”

　　The class was totally quiet．We all picked up our books and went out of the room 　　16　　．That afternoon, on my way home I noticed 　　17　　 things than before．Every time I think of that teacher and remember what a(n)　　18　　 she made on all of us, I try to 　　19　　 all of those things that sometimes we all ignore．For as we get older, it is not the things we did that we often regret, 　　20　　 the things we didn’t do．

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