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　　School was over and I felt quite tired．I sat at the very 　　1　　 of the crowded bus because of my anxiety to get home．Sitting there makes me 　　2　　 out like a shiny coin in a pile of dull pennies．

　　Janie, the 　　3　　, tries to break the uncomfortable atmosphere by striking the match of 　　4　　．

　　I tried to mind my manners and 　　5　　 listen, but usually I am too busy thinking about my day．On this day, 　　6　　, her conversation was worth listening to．

　　“My father’s sick,” she said to no one in 　　7　　, I could see the anxiety and fear in her eyes．“What’s wrong with him?” I asked．With her eyes wet and her voice tight from 　　8　　 the tears, she answered, “Heart trouble．” Her eyes 　　9　　 as she continued．“I have already lost my mum, so I don’t think I can stand losing him．”

　　I was 　　10　　．My heart ached for her．And this reminded me of the great 　　11　　 that my own mother was thrown into when her father died．I saw how hard it was, and 　　12　　 is, for her．I wouldn’t like anyone to 　　13　　 that．

　　Suddenly I realized Janie wasn’t only a bus driver．That was 　　14　　 her job．She had a whole world of 　　15　　 and concerns, too．I suddenly felt very 　　16　　．I realized I had only thought of people as far as what their purposes were in my life．I paid no attention to Janie 　　17　　 she was a bus driver．I had 　　18　　 her by her job and brushed her off as unimportant．

　　For all I know, I’m just another person in 　　19　　 else’s world, and may not be 　　20　　．I should not have been so selfish and self-centered．Everyone has places to go, people to see and appointment to keep．Understanding people is an art．

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　　Like most parents, I teach my children to say“thank You” frequently．What I hope to teach them is not to say Thanks 　　1　　, but to feel it．I believe that thankful people are 　　2　　 people．

　　Dr．Fulton Oursler used to tell of Anna, who 　　3　　 him when he was a child．Without any relatives, Anna worked in his family for many years, who not only 　　4　　 her thanks, but feIt it．

　　He remembered her sitting at the kitchen table, her hands 　　5　　 and her eyes closed as she prayed(祷告), “Much obliged(非常感谢), Lord, for my vittles．”He asked her what vittles were and she 　　6　　 that they were food and drink．He told her 　　7　　 she gave thanks, she would get food and drink．and Anna said, “Yes, we'll get our vittles, but it makes them taste better when we're 　　8　　．”She told him that a man taught her to 　　9　　 look for things to be thankful for．So, as soon as she awoke each morning she asked herself, “What is the 　　10　　 thing I can be Thankful today?”Sometimes the smell of early-morning coffee in the kitchen found its way to her room and she would say, “Much obliged, Lord, for the 　　11　　!”

　　Young Oursler grew up and left his 　　12　　．One day he received a message that Anna was 　　13　　．He returned home and found her in bed with her hands folded just as he had seen them in prayer before．

　　He 　　14　　 what she could give thanks for this time．As if she could read his 　　15　　, she opened her eyes and looked at the loving faces around her bed．Then, 　　16　　 her eyes, she said quietly“Much obliged, Lord, for such fine 　　17　　．”

　　Oursler was deeply 　　18　　 by Anna's ability to always find some 　　19　　 to say“Much obliged．”This wise woman 　　20　　 him how to be happy．

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　　Roberta appeared on the stage．She took a deep breath and began to 　　1　　．Now she was Portia, a strong–willed 　　2　　 in Shakespeare’s The Merchant of Venice．The theater was filled with people．She was speaking with a power she had never before experienced, the words flowing 　　3　　 from her．

　　　　4　　, Roberta had never acted in her life before the audition(选拔试演)．She 　　5　　 being in front of other people．She was very 　　6　　 at school．She had never thought she was good enough at anything to 　　7　　 much attention．She stayed mostly to herself, making 　　8　　 friends．She had excellent grades, 　　9　　 she always thought that something was missing．

　　Two weeks before the audition, Roberta’s mother had heard about it and 　　10　　 her to join in．

　　“I can’t think of anyone else better suited to 　　11　　 the part．Remember all the plays you used to act out for us?”

　　Her mother wouldn’t let the 　　12　　 drop．“You’re just a little scared．Everyone gets scared．You know you 　　13　　 do it．The trick is to look past(忽视)the 　　14　　 to find the love of what you’re doing．’’

　　So Roberta had made an appointment(预约)with the head of the Drama Club．She had read the play and found herself excited by the 　　15　　 of speaking such rich words．In secret she practiced Portia’s part, 　　16　　 the lines by repeating them over and over．It wasn’t hard; she 　　17　　 every minute of it．Every time she spoke the words, she had a new 　　18　　 of the lines, as if Shakespeare had written Portia on many levels．

　　On the day of the audition, she 　　19　　 two of Portia’s famous speeches for the auditors．When she had finished, the head of the Drama Club announced the 　　20　　 was hers．

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　　It was a cold winter morning．Half asleep at the train station, I stared into the distance, 　　1　　 for the train to take me to my 　　2　　 in Boston．The world was quiet．The very few people were in the street bar, 　　3　　 their coffee and chatting．．

　　Reaching into my pocket as the 　　4　　 was approaching, my numb hand searched for the ＄20 bill to pay my fare．The pocket was 　　5　　!I searched through my bag and then I felt 　　6　　．Unless the money dropped from the sky, I'd be 　　7　　 there．

　　“What's the matter?” A short, elderly man stood before me．

　　“Oh, nothing…Well, I 　　8　　 my money and now I can't pay for the ticket．I'm going to 　　9　　 my math class and the train is leaving．”

　　“Here, use this．”

　　The man held a ＄20 bill．I looked up, 　　10　　．People just didn't do that any more．Everyone worried about their own 　　11　　, rarely stopping to think about others, especially teenage strangers．

　　“Thank you, but no, I can't．”

　　“　　12　　 it－go!” The man pushed me 　　13　　 the train．I bought a round-trip ticket, and he refused the change I 　　14　　 to give him back．I did not know what to say－a million thoughts raced through my mind, yet I stood 　　15　　．

　　For the train ride I was silent．I began to see the world through 　　16　　 eyes．That man made a difference with such a simple 　　17　　．

　　A week later I was at the train station again, with an extra＄20 　　18　　 I saw the man．And there he was．

　　“Excuse me, sir, I believe I owe you this．” I 　　19　　 the money into his hand．

　　Failing to refuse, he said, “Just remember to do the same for someone in your shoes some day．” I smiled, 　　20　　．

　　The elderly man is my hero．For many, heroes are famous, but my hero is a giving stranger who taught me a lesson in life．I will never forget his kindness．

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　　I think that sleeping is the most wonderful thing in the world．While 　　1　　 I do nothing, but close my eyes, leaving all my work behind．In fact, I 　　2　　 get up early nearly every morning．

　　My classes begin at 8∶00, but the teacher asks us to arrive before 7∶15 so we have 　　3　　 time to prepare for the class．If you are 　　4　　, you'll lose one point．And when you reach 10 　　5　　, parents' visit to school will be a must．Though I think it's 　　6　　, I still don't want to lose any points．

　　One morning, my alarm clock 　　7　　．I woke up with a 　　8　　 and found that it was already 7∶00．What was worse．I lost six points in a 　　9　, that is to say, I was late every day that week．My teacher said that he 　　10　　 me to be late．My friends joked that my 　　11　　 was coming soon．I finally 　　12　　 to do something．I bought a new 　　13　　．It sings songs on time, 　　14　　 I shut it down．

　　It's perfect for a lazy cat like me．The first time I 　　15　　 it I successfully got up at 6∶00 the next morning．Proud of 　　16　　, I took a deep breath and found that the early morning air is surprisingly 　　17　　．I did some reading, finding that English is really beautiful．I hadn't realized 　　18　　 that the morning is so wonderful．

　　“Life is 　　19　　 a box of chocolates．You never know what you're going to get．” Just as Forrest Gump said, sometimes we should break our 　　20　　．You may find that a new way can change things for the better．

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　　On my first day of the sixth grade, I noticed one little girl called Amy on the school bus．“Don't 　　1　　 her,” Lauren said, who sat beside me, “or they will make fun of you．”

　　Amy had many 　　2　　 differences－lots of reasons for other kids to make fun of her．Her eyes weren't straight．Her glasses were an inch thick．And she had really ugly teeth．

　　Every day 　　3　　 we drove to and from school, kids would shout insults(侮辱)at Amy．“God, what a(n)　　4　　 face!Stop looking at me!” “Mr．Rolland(the driver)!Amy took off her 　　5　　, and now her eyes are 　　6　　 me!Make her put them back on!” For a while I shouted my share of insults, just so I'd fit in(合群)．　　7　　, I didn't want them to treat me the same way they treated Amy．

　　But while I was insulting her, my heart 　　8　　 for the girl．I could see that the insults were making her look 　　9　　, because she was so ashamed and alone．Then I wanted to 　　10　　 her．I just didn't know how to stop my schoolmates 　　11　　 the night of our class roller－skating party．

　　Our whole class was there, including Amy．Amy didn't know how to 　　12　　, but I could see how much she wanted to 　　13　　 like the rest of us．So I skated over to her and took her by the hand．We began the journey together around the skating rink(溜冰场)．She just smiled, and sometimes she would laugh in 　　14　　．

　　On the school bus the next morning there was much news about Amy and me 　　15　　 together, 　　16　　 nobody insulted her or me．And they didn't do that for the rest of the year．

　　After graduation, I never 　　17　　 Amy again．However, I never forget her and I've always 　　18　　 if I changed her life for the better．But I know for sure she changed my 　　19　　 After becoming her friend, I no longer tried to impress(给……留下印象)people by trying to 　　20　　 like them．I became myself．

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　　There was a very special teacher who made a big difference in my life．

　　Fall, 1959, the first day of class at Bethesda Chevy Chase High School was about to begin．“Who”, I asked a senior, “is Mrs．McNamara, my assigned 10th grade English teacher?” He just 　　1　　 and mumbled(咕哝)something about my being in 　　2　　．Soon, I understood what he meant．Mrs．McNamara had a pattern(方式)of 　　3　　 that she repeated again and again．We would have a literature reading assignment for 　　4　　．The next day, when we came to class, there would be two or three topics on the blackboard 　　5　　 to the homework reading．We were 　　6　　 to write an in-class essay about one of the topics．The following day, she would 　　7　　 the corrected and graded essays and each person would be called 　　8　　 to stand in front of the class and to 　　9　　 his/her essay．The class was expected to criticize(评论)that essay, 　　10　　 the grade of everyone in class would be reduced．

　　The first time that I 　　11　　 her read-write-criticize method, I had not bothered(费心)to do the homework and had 　　12　　 something without knowing what it meant．Imagine the extreme 　　13　　 I suffered, standing before my classmates, making a 　　14　　 of myself．No one laughed at me; no one would be 　　15　　 enough, or foolish enough, to do that in Mrs．McNamara’s class．The embarrassment came from 　　16　　 and along with it came a strong 　　17　　 not to let it happen again．

　　Mrs．McNamara kept all of our written work in folders(文件夹); it was easy to see the 　　18　　 in writing that had occurred．What was not so easy to see was the inner change that had taken place, at least for me．What Mrs．McNamara 　　19　　 me to do was to see myself as others see me．Having done that, I could improve me．And I 　　20　　．Thank you, Mrs．McNamara．

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　　Small moments sometimes last a very long time．And a few words though they mean 　　1　　 at the time to the people who say them－can have great power．

　　I recently heard a story from Malcolm Dalkoff, who has been a professional 　　2　　 for the last 24 years, mostly in advertising．

　　As a boy, Dalkoff was terribly shy and 　　3　　．He had few friends and no self－confidence(自信)．Then one day, his high－school English teacher, Ruth Brauch, asked the class to write their own chapter that would 　　4　　 the last chapter of the novel since they had been reading To Kill a Mockingbird．Dalkoff wrote his chapter and turned it in．Today he cannot recall anything 　　5　　 about the chapter he wrote, or what 　　6　　 Mrs．Brauch gave him．　　7　　 , what he does remember is the four words in the paper："This is good writing．"

　　Four words．They 　　8　　 his life．

　　" 　　9　　 I read those words, I had no idea of who I was or what I was going to be," he said．"After reading her 　　10　　, I went home and wrote a short story, 　　11　　 I had always dreamed of doing but never 　　12　　 I could do．"

　　　　13　　 the rest of that year in school, he wrote many short stories and always brought them to Mrs．Brauch for 　　14　　．She was encouraging, tough and honest．"She was just what I needed," Dalkoff said．

　　Later he was 　　15　　 as a co－editor of his high－school newspaper．His 　　16　　 grew; his knowledge broadened; he 　　17　　 on a successful life with great achievements．Dalkoff 　　18　　 that none of this would have happened if that woman had not written those four words．

　　For his 30th high－school reunion, Dalkoff went back and visited Mrs．Brauch, who had retired．He told her what great 　　19　　 the four words had had upon his life and because she had given him the confidence to be a writer, he had been able to 　　20　　 that confidence on to the woman who would become his wife, who became a writer herself．

　　Chang’e I, China’s pioneering lunar probing(月球探测)satellite, came through its first lunar eclipse(月食)yesterday and had regained full operations．

　　The moon orbiter was temporarily hidden from solar rays and lost 　　1　　 with Earth for two-and–half hours during a blackout that started at 10 am．, Ye Peijian, chief commander and designer in 　　2　　 of the satellite system, said．

　　Chang’e I had to switch off some its 　　3　　 and rely on onboard batteries during this challenging time, when it was 　　4　　 from solar energy, Ye said．

　　Full details of how Chang’e I 　　5　　 during the eclipse were due to be released last night．

　　Gu Shen, a deputy(副)director　with the lunar probe’s measurement and control system, said scientists 　　6　　 the orbit of the satellite and shortened the 　　7　　 the probe was out of direct sunlight by about 80 minutes．

　　As of 10 pm．Wednesday, the satellite had 　　8　　 1204 orbits of the moon．Before yesterday’s eclipse, the 　　9　　 time Chang’s I had been without contact with the Earth was 49 minutes．

　　The European Space Agency helped 　　10　　 the satellite, which will perform a second orbital adjustment during another eclipse in August, Ye said．

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　　Carmen's mother Maria had just survived a serious heart attack．But without a heart transplant(移植)her life was in constant 　　1　　．Both the mother and daughter knew that the chances were very small：finding a donor heart that 　　2　　 Maria's blood type could take years．However, Carmen was determined to save her mother．She kept 　　3　　 hospitals all over the country．

　　Days stretched out．By Christmas, Maria had trouble 　　4　　 from one end of the room to the other．Carmen lost all hope．She fell into a 　　5　　 of the hospital, crying．

　　“Are you okay?” a man asked．

　　Carmen told the stranger her story．This middle-aged man was named Frank, whose wife, Cheryl, a tender and devoted mother of four lovely children, had been in hospital with a brain disease and wouldn't 　　6　　 it through the night．Suddenly, an idea came to Frank's mind．He knew Cheryl had always wanted to 　　7　　 something from herself．Could her 　　8　　 go to Carmen's mother?

　　After reviewing the data, doctors 　　9　　 Frank that his wife's heart was by some miracle a perfect fit for Carmen's mother．They were able to 　　10　　 the transplant．

　　That cold night, when Cheryl was 　　11　　 dead, Frank came to knock at Maria's door．She was 　　12　　 for Frank's family as she had been doing every day recently．Though Maria had never met Frank before, they both felt a strange bond as they hugged and cried．

　　On New Year's Eve, Carmen attended Cheryl's 　　13　　 with Frank's family, who were singing their favorite song “My heart will go on．” One day later, on New Year's Day, Maria 　　14　　 with Cheryl's heart．Yes, Cheryl's loving heart would go on, for it was 　　15　　 in another loving mother's chest．