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　　Mickey was a nice, cheerful, optimistic boy．No one could remember ever having seen him 　　1　　; it seemed he didn't 　　2　　 whatever people said to him．Even his teachers admired his good 　　3　　．It was so unusual that a story was going around that Mickey's 　　4　　 must be due to some special secret．They asked Mickey so much that he 　　5　　 his favorite teacher, Mr．Anthony, to tea one afternoon．When they had finished, Mickey 　　6　　 Mr．Anthony around the house．When Mickey opened his bedroom door, the teacher 　　7　　．The huge wall was a unique collage(拼贴画)of thousands of colors and shapes! It was the loveliest decoration Mr．Anthony had ever 　　8　　．

　　“Some people at school think that I 　　9　　 think badly of anyone,” Mickey started to explain, “and that 　　10　　 at all bothers me, but that's not true at all．I'm just like anyone else．I used to get angrier than all the other kids．　　11　　 years ago, with the help of my parents, I started a small collage．With every little piece I stuck on, I added some bad thought or act．”

　　It was 　　12　　．The teacher looked closely at the wall．In each one of the small 　　13　　 he could read “fool”, “silly”, “idiot”, “pain”, and a thousand other 　　14　　 things．

　　“This is how I started 　　15　　 all my bad times into an opportunity to 　　16　　 to my collage．Now I like the collage so much that, each time someone makes me angry, I couldn't be 　　17　　．They've given me a new piece for my work of 　　18　　．”

　　That day, the teacher was impressed by Mickey's 　　19　　 to have an optimistic character．Without telling anyone, Mr．Anthony 　　20　　 his own collage and he would often recommend it to his students．

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　　Driving to the hospital that day was different from every other time．My father was seriously ill again He was 　　1　　 asleep when I arrived at the hospital, 　　2　　 he tried to sit up, 　　3　　 …and then went back into his coma(unconsciousness)．The doctor told us my father only had a short time to live Yet my father bravely showed us that he wanted to 　　4　　 to stay alive．I hugged my mother,and I told her I had to get back to Philadelphia,and the“Phillies”,afamous baseball team On the drive back,I felt a 　　5　　 strength I turned up the radio and drove 　　6　　 down the highway．Something told me that my father would be in my life for a little whiIe 　　7　　

　　As I was driving I 　　8　　 blew past the speed limit and a policeman stopped me The officer．a Phillies fan at heart, 　　9　　 me and as he wrote me up,he started telling me,“You're having a 　　10　　 year．but your value to our community is priceless．”It was wonderful having someone 　　11　　 me of what amazing blessings and gifts I'd had in my life．

　　From that point on,I 　　12　　 to play the best baseball I had played in years,and by the time of the last game of the season 1 was two points 　　13　　 from my goal of scoring 1,000 points When I arrived at the Stadium in Miami, I 　　14　　 no time．I scored with my first hit of the day for number 999．In my next turn,I hit the ball to the left for my 1,000th．I felt 　　15　　 that day,as if something bigger than me was swinging the bat on my 　　16　　 At that moment 7∶15 P m.,my father quietly 　　17　　 at Hackensack Hospital．

　　Maybe his work was done here,maybe he felt that 　　18　　 within that all men long for but are afraid to look for．　　19　　, deep down,I knew it was a good thing I also knew that he gave methe confidence and faith that when my turn came．1 would 　　20　　 it too．

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