The meaning of the word “volunteer” may be a little different in different countries, but it usually means “one who offers his or her services．” There are many different ways in which people can volunteer, such as taking care of sick people, working in homes for homeless children, and picking up garbage from beaches and parks．Volunteers may work within their own countries or in other countries．They are often people with a strong wish to help those who are less fortunate than themselves．Volunteers don’t expect any kind of pay．

   At the root of volunteering is the idea that one person may have the ability to offer services that can help other people．Tracy, a good friend of mine, however, recently came back from India with a new idea of what being a volunteer means．She worked for two and a half weeks in one of Mother Teresa’s homes in Calcutta．The following is her story．

   “I first heard about Mother Teresa in my high school．We watched a video about her work in India and all over the world．I was so moved by her spirit to help others and her endless love for every human being that after I graduated from high school, I too wanted to try her kind of work．So with two friends I flew to Calcutta for a few weeks．”

   “I was asked to work in a home for sick people．I helped wash clothes and sheets, and pass out lunch．I also fed the people who were too weak to feed themselves and tried to cheer them up．I felt it was better to share with them than to think that I have helped them．To be honest, I don’t think I was helping very much．It was then that I realized that I had not really come to help, but to learn about and experience another culture that helped improve my own understanding of life and the world．”

According to the text, a volunteer refers to a person who ______．

         A．is willing to help those in need without pay  

         B．can afford to travel to different places

         C．has a strong wish to be successful          

         D．has made a big fortune in life

Tracy started her work as a volunteer _______．

         A．after she met Mother Teresa              

         B．after she finished high school

         C．when she was touring Calcutta            

         D．when she was working in a hospital

Why did Tracy choose to be a volunteer?

         A．She liked to work with Mother Teresa．     

         B．She had already had some experience．

         C．She was asked by Mother Teresa’s example．  k.s.5.u

         D．She wanted to follow Mother Teresa’s example．

Disposing of the garbage we produce every day is a major problem in cities around the world. In the United States, over 160 million tons of garbage is produced every year. Ten percent is recycled, ten percent is burned, and the rest is put in landfills. But finding land for new landfills is becoming more difficult.
A city that has solved this problem in an unusual way is Machida in Tokyo. They have developed a totally new way of dealing with garbage. The key to the operation is that people should work together. Families must divide their garbage into six groups:

How often do you let other people’s nonsense change your mood? Do you let a bad driver, impolite waiter，rude boss, or an insensitive employee  1  your day?
Sixteen years ago I learned this lesson in the back of a New York City taxi cab. One day I was in a taxi and we headed   2  the airport. We were driving in the  3  lane when suddenly a black car drove out of a parking space right in front of us.  My taxi driver slammed on his  4, slide sideways，and at the very last moment our car stopped and  5  the other car by just inches！The driver of the other car, the guy who almost caused a big accident, looked around and started  6  at us.
My taxi driver just  7 and waved at the guy. And I mean, he was  8, so I said，"Why did you just do that? This guy almost ruined your car and sent us to the hospital！” This is when my taxi driver taught me what I now call "The Law of the Garbage Truck".
He said, “Many people are like garbage trucks. They run around full of 9 full of frustration, full of anger, and full of disappointment. As their garbage  10  up, they need a place to dump it and sometimes they'll dump it on 11 .  Don’t take it personally; Just smile, wave, wish them well, and move on. Believe me. You’ll be  12 .”
So I started thinking, how often do I let Garbage Trucks run right over me? And how often do I take their garbage and  13  it to other people at work, at home, or on the street? It was then that I said, “I don’t want their garbage and I’m not going to spread it anymore.”
Life’s too short to wake up in the morning with 14 . The mark of your success is how quickly you can refocus on what’s 15  in your life. See, Roy Baumeister, a psychology researcher from Florida State University，found in his extensive research that you __16  bad things more often than good things in your life. You store the bad memories more easily, and you __17  them more frequently. So love the people who treat you right. Ignore the ones who don’t. Life is ten percent what you make it and ninety percent how you _18  it！The odds are against you when a Garbage Truck comes your way, but when you follow “The Law of the Garbage Truck”，you take back control of your life. You make room for the good by  19 go of the bad.
Have a Garbage-Free Day！Have a marvelous, garbage-free day！The seeds you plant today  20  the harvest you reap tomorrow.

A man hired a taxi outside the airfield．The cab had a woolen carpet with  36 lace edges．On the glass partition that  37 the driver's seat was a copy of a famous painting．Its windows were all clean．The customer was very much  38 and said to the driver，“I've never seen a nicer  39 ．”“Thank you for your praise．”the driver answered  40 ．
“The car isn't mine，”said the driver．“It belongs to the company．I used to be a  41 of cabs．When they returned，all of them were as  42 as garbage cans with cigarette butts and rubbish  43 here and there．On the seats and door-handles could be found something  44  like peanut sauce or, chewing gum．Why so? I thought if the car itself were very clean the passengers would most  45 be considerate and refrain from littering．”
“So when I got a  46 to be a taxi-driver，I began  47 my idea into practice-to tidy and  48 the car． Now before a new passenger gets on my car，I'd make a cheek and be sure it is in good order．When my car  49 after a day's work，it always remains  50 ．”
When doing a thing，one makes efforts and wants to see the result．To change others，one has to make twice the  51 but get half the result．To change oneself is the other way round-more fruit with less effort．One had better ask oneself why one makes  52 on others much more than on oneself．  53 you take enough care to do as best you can for other people's sake，your efforts will yield results，If you  54 the inner world of your own，examine yourself and wipe out the dust and dirt，instead of fixing your eyes on other people，you will find a cheerful  55 for yourself and create a pleasant environment for others．

That cold January night, I was growing sick of my life in San Francisco. There I was, walking home at one in the morning after a tiring practice at the theater. With opening night only a week away, I was still learning my lines. I was having trouble dealing with my part-time job at the bank and my acting at night at the same time. As I walked, I thought seriously about giving up both acting and San Francisco. City life had become too much for me.
As I walked down empty streets under tall buildings, I felt very small and cold. I began running, both to keep warm and to keep away any possible robbers(抢劫犯). Very few people were still out except a few sad-looking homeless people under blankets.
About a block from my apartment, I heard a sound behind me. I turned quickly, half expecting to see someone with a knife or a gun. The street was empty. All I saw was a shining streetlight. Still, the noise had made me nervous, so I started to run faster. Not until I reached my apartment building and unlocked the door did I realize what the noise had been. It had been my wallet falling to the sidewalk.
Suddenly I wasn’t cold or tired anymore. I ran out of the door and back to where I’d heard the noise. Although I searched the sidewalk anxiously for fifteen minutes, my wallet was nowhere to be found.
Just as I was about to give up the search, I heard the garbage truck(垃圾车) pull up to the sidewalk next to me. When a voice called from the inside, “Alisa Camacho?” I thought I was dreaming. How could this man know my name? The door opened, and out jumped a small red-haired man with an amused look in his eyes. “Is this what you’re looking for?” he asked, holding up a small square shape.
It was nearly 3 a.m. by the time I got into bed. I wouldn’t get much sleep that night, but I had got my wallet back. I also had got back some enjoyment of city life. I realized that the city couldn’t be a bad place as long as people were willing to help each other.
【小题1】How did the writer feel when she was walking home after work?