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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(装饰物)from our tree．She packed those up 　　4　　 all the trimmings(材料)for a 　　5　　 turkey dinner．

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

　　Dessert(甜点)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 　　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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　　Like that of her own character, Harry Potter, J．K．Rowling’s life is like a fairy tale．Divorced, living on public assistance in a tiny Edinburgh flat with her infant daughter, Rowling 　　1　　 Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone 　　2　　 a table in a café during her daughter’s naps－and it was Harry Potter 　　3　　 rescued her．

　　Rowling 　　4　　 that she always wanted to write and that the first 　　5　　 she actually wrote down, when she was five or six, was a story about a rabbit 　　6　　 Rabbit．Many of her favorite 　　7　　 center around reading－hearing The Wind in the Willows 　　8　　 aloud by her father when she had the measles(麻疹), enjoying the fantastic adventure stories of E．Nesbit, and her favorite story of all, The little White Horse．

　　At Exeter University Rowling took her degree in French and 　　9　　 one year studying in Paris．After college she moved to London to 　　10　　 as a researcher and bilingual secretary．The best thing about working in an office, she has said, was 　　11　　 up stories on the computer when no one was 　　12　　．During this time, on a particularly long train ride from Manchester to London in the summer of 1990, the idea 　　13　　 her of a boy who is a wizard and doesn’t know it．He 　　14　　 a school for wizardry－she could see him very plainly in her mind．By the time the train 　　15　　 into Kings Cross station four hours later, many of the characters and the early stages of the plot were fully 　　16　　 in her head．The story took further shape as she continued working on it in 　　17　　 and cafes over her lunch hours．

　　After her marriage to a Portuguese TV journalist ended in divorce, Rowling returned to Britain with her infant daughter and a suitcase full of Harry Potter notes and 　　18　　．She settled in Edinburgh to be near her sister and 　　19　　 to finish the book before looking for a teaching job．Wheeling her daughter’s carriage around the city to escape their 　　20　　, cold apartment, she would duck into coffee shops to write when the baby fell asleep．In this way she finished the book and started sending it to publishers．

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　　The professor’s house, big and untidy, stood alone at one end of a huge garden．The place was totally uncared for, quite 　　1　　 and overgrown with all sorts of useless things．I 　　2　　 my way through bushes and tall weeds to the front door and rang the bell．

　　I was glad that I had found him．In twenty minutes he 　　3　　 me right on all the 　　4　　 that had puzzled me．I was on the 　　5　　 of leaving when I looked out of his study window and said, “You’re very fond of gardening, I see．”

　　“No, I’m not, ” he said．“　　6　　, I love this garden, though．It’s 　　7　　 I always wanted it to be．I never touch it at all．”

　　“It could be made lovely．It 　　8　　 a pity to let all this ground go to waste．But perhaps you don’t 　　9　　 that way?” said I．

　　“I don’t．I lived here when I was a child, and I had 　　10　　 of gardening then．It was my father’s hobby, you see．Unfortunately, he wasn’t 　　11　　 enough to do it himself．My brother and I did all of it between us year after year．There was one right way and many wrong ways．Each blade(叶片)of grass was an enemy to be 　　12　　 by hand, not just cut off．I’ve spent a good part of life at work here．”

　　“I see．You took a dislike to it, and now you’re getting even！”

　　“I dislike it．Then, of course, I didn’t understand the 　　13　　 it had．It used to 　　14　　 me．It appeared in my dreams－a mistake here, something not quite straight here, the enemy showing its head in a place I was 　　15　　 to have cleaned．The work was too much．It seemed endless．The size of the place was itself a fight to a boy．”

　　“And now it’s yours, you’re just letting it go to…

　　“　　16　　?” he said．“No, I don’t agree with that．This garden and I are now the best friends．I like 　　17　　 it grow 　　18　　 its own way．I make no demands on it．I never disturb it, and it never disturbs me．It has 　　19　　 at last, and so have I．”

　　“But the path is over grown．It’s inconvenient for you, isn’t it?”

　　“That’s part of my 　　20　　, ” he laughed．“You can go out the back way．The weeds are shorter there because they don’t get the sun．”

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　　“It’s no use, Mum,”said Johnny．“I’m just no good at dancing．”

　　“You’ve got to keep trying．Tonight will be 　　1　　, dear．Try a turn with that pretty Lisette．”

　　Johnny 　　2　　．Every Saturday night used to be the best of the week．He and his parents went to the 　　3　　 at the Club, where his hero, Alcide, played the accordion(手风琴)with the band．But lately everything had changed．Now that Johnny was older, he was 　　4　　 to dance with a girl!

　　　　5　　 Johnny and his parents arrived at the Club, music had already started．Johnny got up his 　　6　　 to approach Lisette．“May I have this dance?”Johnny asked．“That’s all right,”said Lisette．Johnny struggled to keep up with Lisette’s 　　7　　 steps, but he was always one beat behind her．Then Johnny heard his friend Pierre say, “Look! Johnny has two left feet!”　　8　　 burst from the crowd．Johnny 　　9　　 and ran outside, determined never to go to another dance．

　　The next Saturday, Alcide 　　10　　 to Johnny’s house for some potatoes．He happened to hear Johnny playing the accordion．Alcide’s eyes 　　11　　．“Bring that accordion and play some songs tonight,”Alcide said．Then he drove off, leaving Johnny staring open-mouthed 　　12　　 him．

　　At the Club, Johnny scanned the crowd for Lisette and 　　13　　 her．The band played for a long time before Alcide said,“Dear friends, I got a 　　14　　 for you tonight．Young Johnny is going to join us!”　　15　　, Johnny stepped up on the platform, his eyes on the floor．He began to play, and the band 　　16　　 behind him．When the song ended, he heard cheers．Johnny kept playing until the dance was 　　17　　．“You did a fine job tonight．Play with us again next Saturday night,”Alcide said．“Yes, sir!”said Johnny．　　18　　 he went outside, Johnny saw Lisette and her friends near the door．Lisette stepped 　　19　　, smiling,“You played really good tonight!”she said．

　　“Thank you,”Johnny blushed(脸红)．As he walked on, Pierre 　　20　　 moved out of the way for him to pass．

　　Johnny patted his accordion．Come to think of it, in his whole life, he had never once seen Alcide out on the dance floor．

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　　The Florida sun baked(烘烤)my shoulders as I worked along the 595 free-way near Fort Lauderdale, picking up rubbish．I paused(停下了)to 　　1　　 the sweat(汗水)off my forehead and look up at the cloudless sky．“　　2　　 can’t it rain?” I thought．That would 　　3　　 things down．

　　I thought about my 　　4　　, who were probably sitting in an air-conditioned 　　5　　 right now．I had had some problems in school, 　　6　　 my parents decided to let me 　　7　　 full-time with my dad．We both worked for my uncle, who had taken 　　8　　 of a maintenance(道路养护)company．It was up to us to keep the roads 　　9　　 of rubbish．The job was 　　10　　 and dirty, especially on hot days 　　11　　 this．I wondered why I ever agreed to do it．

　　We continued our 　　12　　 route along the 595, 　　13　　 for the overpass bridge．Then I noticed an area where some 　　14　　 were broken on the ground．It wasn’t like that before．“Dad! Pull over! I want to 　　15　　 something out．”

　　I jumped off the truck and rushed to the bridge．Something was telling me to 　　16　　…there wasn’t much time．　　17　　 I saw a Toyota that 　　18　　 upside down in the tree．Maybe it was a stolen car that somebody 　　19　　 there, I thought．Then, just at that 　　20　　, I noticed something moving．It was a bloody leg poking out of the driver’s side window! “Heeeelp!” a lady moaned．

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　　The lady with the white fence taught me to leave the gate to life open．

　　When my husband died of a brain disease, I became very angry．Life was not 　　1　　．I hated being alone．One day, as I was 　　2　　 down a busy street in town, I suddenly noticed a new fence, which was being set up 　　3　　 a house．I 　　4　　 to the side to really admire the fence．The carpenter had done such a good job that my eyes almost 　　5　　 up with tears．I could not 　　6　　 myself away．I stopped the engine, went over and touched the fence．It still 　　7　　 of fresh paint．I could hear a lady was trying to start the lawn mower in the back garden．

　　“Hello!” I shouted and 　　8　　 at her．“Well, hello!” She stood up and wiped her hands in the apron．“I…I came to see the fence．It is so beautiful!” I said．

　　“The fence is not there for my 　　9　　,” the lady explained to me in 　　10　　 voice．“I live alone．But so many people drive by every day, and I thought they 　　11　　 be glad to see something really nice．People see my fence and wave．　　12　　 stop like you and come up to veranda(走廊)to have a chat．”

　　“　　13　　 weren't you sad when they expanded the road and everything changed so much?” I asked．

　　Her reply 　　14　　 my life．“Change is a part of life and takes part in 　　15　　 us who we are．When something we do not like happens to us, we have two choices：to become a 　　16　　 person or to become a better person．”

　　I carefully left the gate 　　17　　 and drove on with a new feeling inside me．I could not 　　18　　 what it was, but I could feel the thick stone wall around my angry heart breaking off．And 　　19　　 a pretty white fence was built．I decided that I would keep the gate open for everything and everyone that came my 　　20　　．

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　　Not long ago I wasn't doing very well in exams and I was full of disappointment and negative thinking．While on the 　　1　　, I met many new friends, but one in particular 　　2　　．His nickname is Colorful Day and we 　　3　　 on the Web．He told me he lost his 　　4　　 at age 15, and felt the whole world had closed its door to him．

　　He was 　　5　　 so fast that I couldn't believe he was blind! But he continued to 　　6　　, “Five years ago, I realized it was time to change my life．I had read about Helen Keller and understood her life and 　　7　　．So I developed a website about her life 　　8　　 mine called Three Days to See．”

　　I visited his website which was well 　　9　　 and vividly presented．

　　I asked, “How did you 　　10　　 to build such a website?” he said, “Owing to the new technology, I can use software specially 　　11　　 for the blind．　　12　　 I point the cursor(光标), it will just read it out to me．We can do far more things and 　　13　　 more information than we could before．”

　　I then asked, “Didn't you have great difficulty with it?”

　　He hesitated and then began his 　　14　　 with a smiling face, “Yes, but I have faith in myself to 　　15　　 my colorful day, and modern technology gives me this medium and 　　16　　 to do it．”

　　His 　　17　　 attitude towards life made me believe that our fate offers not the cup of despair, 　　18　　 the chalice(大杯)of opportunity, I returned to my lessons, and this time with a smile on my face and with 　　19　　 of a colorful future．

　　The Internet, which opened to me to 　　20　　 different lives and cultures, has a charm you couldn't find in another wise non-virtual world．

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　　Telling the truth is a very good habit．If you 　　1　　 speak the truth, you can save yourself from a lot of 　　2　　! Here is a story of a man who did a lot of 　　3　　 things, but his promise to tell the truth 　　4　　 him．

　　Once a man came to a teacher and said, “Excuse me, but I have many bad 　　5　　．Which one of them should I 　　6　　 first?”The teacher said, “Give up telling 　　7　　 first and always speak the truth．”The man promised to do so and went home．

　　At night the man was about to go out to steal．Before setting out, he thought for a moment about the 　　8　　 he made with the teacher．“　　9　　 tomorrow the teacher asks me where I have been, what shall I say？Shall I say that I went out 　　10　　? No, I cannot say that．But nor can I lie．If I tell the truth, 　　11　　 will start hating me and call me a thief．I would be 　　12　　 for stealing．”

　　So the man 　　13　　 not to steal that night, and gave up this bad habit．The next day, he 　　14　　 drinking wine．When he was about to do so, he said to himself, “What shall I say to the teacher if he asks me what I did during the day？I cannot tell a lie, and if I speak the truth people will 　　15　　 me, because a Muslim is not 　　16　　 to drink wine．”And so he gave up the 　　17　　 of drinking wine．

　　In this way, 　　18　　 the man thought of doing something bad, he 　　19　　 his promise to tell the truth．One by one, he gave up all his bad habits and became a very 　　20　　 person．

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　　Yesterday I was heading to my writing group with a book to read on the journey．While waiting for the 　　1　　, I searched in my pockets for something to 　　2　　 as a bookmark(书签)．All I had was a couple of ten-pound notes, so I 　　3　　 folded one and slipped it between the pages．

　　Sitting on the bus I 　　4　　 to take the book out to read, 　　5　　 I was distracted(使分心)by a young woman 　　6　　 on her cell phone behind me．She was talking to her younger 　　7　　．She wanted to know where he was, why he had lied to 　　8　　 mother again．She asked him 　　9　　 he knew their mum had broken down in tears because of him．

　　She let him 　　10　　 exactly what she thought of him but I could tell there was 　　11　　 under all the disappointment．She tried so hard to get this boy to come to see his 　　12　　, but I got the impression that she was 　　13　　 a losing battle．

　　I never looked around．I just stared at my 　　14　　 and the ten-pound note sticking out of it．When she 　　15　　 the bus, I got off behind her．I asked her to take the 　　16　　 and buy her mum a box of chocolates or a bunch of flowers．“To tell your mum that being a mother is the 　　17　　 and most important job in the world．”I said．

　　As I turned away I heard her 　　18　　 say, “That's really nice of you!” 　　19　　, I wondered if in some way I was saying a thank you to my own mum by doing this．But most of all I 　　20　　 I had raised a smile on the face of a mother suffering for her child．

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　　Ginger, our beautiful golden bunting dog, isn't with us anymore．She 　　　1　 cancer several years ago．But, while sharing our home, she 　　2　　 such joy and love into our lives 　　3　　 we still miss her．

　　There are so many 　　4　　 stories about the love in this dog, but my favorite is one that created an everlasting image of how to kindly 　　5　　 what is needed without reserve．

　　It was an autumn day is State of Connecticut．However, the weather didn't seem to know the 　　6　　 between fall and winter．Unexpectedly, we were hit with a big 　　7　　 for which no one was prepared．

　　In our backyard we have two apple trees, whose fruit was Ginger's beloved diet．When she went outside, she'd grab an apple, stick it far back in her 　　8　　, and take it into the house to 　　9　　 for eating later．The apples has been on the 　　10　　 and were often muddy so I wasn't always happy that Ginger had brought them into the house．　　11　　 my unhappiness, she would turn her head so I wouldn't see her hidden treasure．It was our little game．

　　On the day that it snowed too early in the season, Ginger went outside and I 　　12　　 her from the window．I noticed that she was anxiously 　　13　　 holes and bringing the apples to the surface so they could be seen above the snow．I wondered 　　14　　 she was doing this．She seemed to be 　　15　　 with some kind of assignment to dig up as many apples as possible during her yard time．

　　When I called her back into she house, she had her 　　16　　 one apple in her mouth．About five minutes later．I looked outside．The yard was completely 　　17　　 with birds．Ginger had dug up all those apples for her bird and squirrel friends to eat．She knew that they wouldn't have stored enough food to 　　18　　 such an early winter!

　　Tears sprang to my eyes as I 　　19　　 this beautiful act of unconditional love from an animal who thought us how to serve life with such 　　20　　．

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