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　　One family, which had emigrated from Japan and settled at the turn of the century near San Francisco, had established a business in which they grew roses and trucked them into San Francisco three mornings a week．

　　The other family was a naturalized(加入国籍的)family from Switzerland who also marketed roses, and 　　1　　 families became modestly successful, 　　2　　their roses were known in the markets of San Francisco for their　　3　　vase-life．

　　For four decades the two families were neighbors, and the sons 　　4　　the farms, but then on December 7, 1941, Japan 　　5　　 Pearl Harbor．Although the rest of the family members were American, the 　　6　　 of the Japanese family had never been naturalized．In the turmoil(动乱)and the questions about internment camps(拘留营), his neighbor made it clear that, if 　　7　　, he would look after his friend's nursery(花圃)．It was 　　8　　each family had learned in church－Love the neighbor as thyself．“You would do　　9　　for us, ” he told his Japanese friend．

　　It was not long before the Japanese 　　10　　 was transported to a poor landscape in Granada, Colorado．The relocation center consisted of tar-paper-roofed barracks(兵营)　　11　　

　　by barbed wire and armed guards．

　　A full year went by．Then two．Then three．While the 　　12　　neighbors were in internment, their friends worked in the greenhouses, the　　13　　 before school and on Saturdays, and the father's work often stretched to 16 and 17 hours．And then 　　14　　, when the war in Europe had

　　　　15　　, the Japanese family packed up and 　　16　　 a train．They were going home．

　　What would they find? The family was 　　17　　at the train station by their neighbors, and when they got to their home, the whole Japanese family stared．．There was the nursery, complete, clean and shining in the sunlight, neat, prosperous and healthy．

　　So was the balance of the bank passbook 　　18　　to the Japanese father．And the house was 　　19　　as clean and welcoming as the nursery．

　　And there on the dining room 　　20　　 was one perfect red rosebud, just waiting to unfold- the gift of one neighbor to another．

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　　There at a secondhand clothing store in Northampton Mass, my l4-year-old son, John, and I noticed the coat．While the other coats drooped(低垂), this one looked as if it were 　　1　　 itself up．The coat was beautifully made, with a Fifth Avenue label and an 　　2　　 price of ＄28, which was popular just then with 　　3　　, but could cost several hundred dollars new．John tried it on and the 　　4　　 was perfect．

　　John 　　5　　 the coat to school the next day and came home with a big smile．“Did the kids like your coat?” I asked．“They loved it,” he said, 　　6　　 folding it over the back of a chair and smoothing it flat．Over the next few weeks, a 　　7　　 came over John．Agreement replaced contrariness(作对)and 　　8　　 discussion replaced fierce argument．He became more mannerly and 　　9　　, eager to please．He would generously lend his younger brother his tapes and lecture him 　　10　　 his behavior．

　　When I mentioned this 　　11　　 to his teacher and wondered what caused the changes, she said laughing．“It 　　12　　 be his coat!” Another teacher told him she was giving him a good mark not only because he had earned 　　13　　 but because she liked his coat．At the library, we ran 　　14　　 a friend．“Could this be John?” he asked surprisingly, 　　15　　 John's new height, appreciating the cut of his coat and holding out his hand, one gentleman to another．

　　John and I both know we should never 　　16　　 a person's clothes for the real person within them．　　17　　, there is something to be said for wearing a standard of excellence for the world to see and for 　　18　　 what is on the inside with what is on the outside．

　　For John, it is a time when it is as easy to try on different 　　19　　 to life as it is to try on a coat．The whole world, the whole future is stretched out ahead, a vast landscape 　　20　　 all the doors are open．And he could picture himself walking through those doors wearing his wonderful, magical coat．

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　　Many years ago I drove a taxi for extra money mainly from the downtown to the 　　1　　, beside the Greenwood Racetrack．

　　Each time a taxi drove up to the station, many kids would run along the 　　2　　．One 　　3　　 kid would open the passenger door and say, “　　4　　, sir．” The passenger would always say thanks and give the kid a 　　5　　．It was a routine that everybody knew．

　　One day I noticed a boy, who was 　　6　　 than most of them but was pushed away by even the smallest kid．He never pushed back．　　7　　, he would even step aside when others pushed forward．But he never 　　8　　．

　　Then as I was 　　9　　 to the sidewalk, all the other kids were running after a taxi 　　10　　 mine．They didn't notice mine．

　　The boy saw me and walked toward my taxi．As I pulled up I made sure that I stopped in a 　　11　　 with the passenger door right beside him．He 　　12　　 the passenger door and said, “Good luck at the track, sir．”

　　　　13　　, the man did not tip him a quarter．Instead he 　　14　　, “Get out of my way!” He pushed him aside so 　　15　　 that the boy fell down and was badly hurt．I got out of my car quickly, 　　16　　 find that the man disappeared in the crowd．

　　So I looked for the kid．I decided to give him ＄20 for all his 　　17　　．But he was far up ahead, walking out of the station 　　18　　．　　19　　, I never saw him again．I'd like to find him and tell him that if only he had stuck around a little longer I would have given him a whole ＄20．

　　I learned an important lesson from the boy．When things seem so 　　20　　 that you are ready to give up, that is the time when things are most likely to turn around for you．

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阅读下面短文，从短文后各题所给的四个选项(A、B、C和D)中，选出可以填入空白处的最佳选项，并从答题卡上将该选项涂黑。

　　No one likes the “old people” smell．No one, not even the 　　1　　 people．Trust me, I know．

　　I volunteer at a hospice of Alzheimer's Care(老年痴呆患者临终医院)．My health book 　　2　　 a pretty picture of hospices, describing them as homes where family members and the sick can work together in 　　3　　 incurable illness．It shows pictures of 　　4　　 patients speaking to doctors, with, of course, loving ones around them．

　　That's 　　5　　 what a hospice is．There aren't family members, only cards sent periodically during the year．The 　　6　　 I help seldom smile because they're struggling to 　　7　　 where they are, what year it is, 　　8　　 their own names．

　　And they don't like the “old people” smell－the smell of disease, of medicine and sweat, or of the lost self-respect．They don't like it．But they 　　9　　 in it．

　　Next week is my 　　10　　．I'm moving soon and I won't have to 　　11　　 that hospice．I won't have to 　　12　　 a woman who can't even close her mouth, or 　　13　　 a man who's crying because he can't stop shaking 　　14　　 enough to tie his shoes．I won't have to run for a nurse when Evelyn falls out of her wheel-chair．

　　But I feel far from 　　15　　．After four years of volunteering, the place is the same as the day I started．All the 　　16　　 remains fresh, never to be cut through by youthful spirits．

　　Some visit．Some bring cake and puppy dogs and flowers．But only 　　17　　．When you were born, loving arms held you．Shouldn't you 　　18　　that way too? Shouldn't the elderly, who've lived their lives, raised their 　　19　　 and contributed to society be cared about? Shouldn't they end feeling loved? Why don't 　　20　　?

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　　When I entered Berkeley, I hoped to earn a scholarship．Having been a Straight-A student, I believed I could 　　1　　 tough subjects and really learn something．One such course was World Literature given by Professor Jayne．I was extremely interested in the ideas he 　　2　　 in class．

　　When I took the first exam, I was 　　3　　 to find a 77, C-plus, on my test paper,　　4　　 English was my best subject, I went to Professor Jayne, who listened to my arguments but remained 　　5　　．

　　I decided to try harder, although I didn't know what that 　　6　　 because school had always been easy for me．I read the books more carefully, but got another 77, Again, I 　　7　　 with Professor Jayne．Again, he listened patiently but wouldn't change his 　　8　　．

　　One more test before the final exam．One more 　　9　　 to improve my grade．So I redoubled my efforts and for the first time 　　10　　 the meaning of the word "thorough”．But my 　　11　　 did no good and everything 　　12　　 as before．

　　The last hurdle(障碍)was the final．No matter what 　　13　　 I got, it wouldn't cancel three C-pluses．I might as well kiss the 　　14　　 goodbye．

　　I stopped working hard．I felt I knew the course material as well as I ever would．The night before the final, I even 　　15　　 myself to a movie．The next day I decided for once I'd have 　　16　　 with a test．

　　A Week later．I was surprised to find I got an A．I hurried into Professor Jayne's office．He 　　17　　 to be expecting me．“If I gave you the As you 　　18　　, you wouldn't continue to work as hard．''

　　I stared at him, 　　19　　 that his analysis and strategy were correct．I had worked my head 　　20　　, as I had never done before．

　　I was speechless when my course grade arrived：A-Plus．It was the only A-plus given．The next year I received my scholarship．I've always remembered Professor Jayne's lesson：you alone must set your own standard of excellence．

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　　One night I decided to spend some time building a happier and closer relationship with my daughter．For several weeks she had been 　　1　　 me to play chess with her, so I suggested a game and she eagerly 　　2　　．It was a school night, however, and at nine o'clock my daughter asked if I could 　　3　　 my moves, because she 　　4　　 to go to bed, she had to get up at six in the morning．I 　　5　　 she had strict sleeping habits, 　　6　　 I thought she ought to be able to 　　7　　 some of this strictness．I said to her, “ 　　8　　, you can stay up late for once．We're having 　　9　　” We played on for another fifteen minutes, during which time she looked 　　10　　 Finally she said, “Please, Daddy, do it quickly．” “ No,” I replied．“ If you're going to play it 　　11　　, you're going to play it slowly．” And so we 　　12　　 for another ten minutes, until 　　13　　 my daughter burst into tears, and 　　14　　 that she was beaten．

　　Clearly I had made 　　15　　．I had started the evening wanting to have a 　　16　　 time with my daughter but had 　　17　　 my desire to win to become more 　　18　　 than my relationship with my daughter．When I was a child, my desire to win 　　19　　 me well．As a parent, I 　　20　　 that it got in my way．So I had to change．

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　　My husband and I both work at home．We have four children, so the times when I am 　　1　　 in the house are few．Like many work-at-home moms, when I do get a 　　2　　 to be by myself, I fill that time with more 　　3　　, whether it's related to my career or taking care of the housework．Most of the time, I don't mind．　　4　　, I wanted this job as wife and mother, and I knew from the start that it often 　　5　　 putting others' needs before my own．But, other times, I can't help but feel a little 　　6　　 because I seldom had any plans for myself, and everyone knew it．My life 　　7　　 on my family, but they seldom appreciated this, which often 　　8　　 me a lot．

　　One day, when the kids were at school, I 　　9　　 for the movie theater-alone, I'd 　　10　　 been to the movies alone before, so I was a little nervous．Would I look pitiful going to the theater by myself? Was I being ridiculous(荒唐可笑)by seeing a movie 　　11　　 so much work waited for me at home? I 　　12　　 myself to swallow these 　　13　　 and bought myself a ticket．And then I walked into the theater with my 　　14　　 held high and enjoyed every minute of the movie．I laughed and felt my good spirits 　　15　　 for a couple of hours, I was 　　16　　 wife or mother．I was just myself．

　　From that point on, I 　　17　　 that Fridays would be mine, 　　18　　 for a couple of hours．Some Fridays, I head to(前往)the beach with a good book．Other Fridays, I go shopping,　　19　　 up a little fast food or some clothes just for myself．I really 　　20　　 my Fridays after a long week of caring of my family．

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　　Many years ago , when I was fresh out of school and working in Denver, I was 　　1　　 to my parents' home in Missouri for Christmas．I stopped at a gas station about 50 miles from Oklahoma City, 　　2　　 I was planning to stop and visit a friend．While I was standing 　　3　　 at the cash register(收费处), I said hello to an older couple who were also paying for 　　4　　．

　　I 　　5　　, but had gone only a few miles when black smoke 　　6　　 from the back of my car．I stopped and wondered what I should do．A car 　　7　　 behind me．I found it was the 　　8　　 I had spoken to at the gas station．They said they would take me to my 　　9　　．We chatted on the way into the city, 　　10　　 when I get out of the car, the husband gave me his business card．

　　I wrote him and his wife a thank-you 　　11　　 for helping me．　　12　　, I received a Christmas present from them．Their note that came with 　　13　　 said that helping me had made their holidays meaningful．

　　Years later, I drove to a meeting in a nearby town in the morning．In late afternoon I returned to my car and found that I'd 　　14　　 the lights on all day, and the battery(电池)was 　　15　　．Then I noticed that the Friendly Ford dealership - a shop selling cars－was 　　16　　 next door．I walked over and found two salesmen in the showroom．

　　"Just how friendly is Friendly Ford?" I asked and explained my 　　17　　 trouble．They quickly drove a pickup truck to my car and started it．They would accept no 　　18　　, so when I got home, I wrote them a note to say thanks．I received a letter back from one of the salesmen．No one had ever taken the time to write him and say thank you, and it 　　19　　 a lot, he said．

　　"Thank you" - two 　　20　　 words．They're easy to say and mean so much．

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　　A young student was one day taking a walk with a professor, who was commonly 　　1　　 the students' friend．As they went 　　2　　 , they saw lying in the path a pair of old 　　3　　 , which they supposed to belong to a poor man who was employed in a 　　4　　 close by．The student turned to the professor, saying, “Let's play the man a 　　5　　：We will hide his shoes, and 　　6　　 ourselves behind those bushes, and wait to see his 　　7　　 when he cannot find them．”

　　“My young friend,” answered the professor, “we should never 　　8　　 ourselves at the 　　9　　 of the poor．But you are 　　10　　, and may give yourself a much greater 　　11　　 by means of the poor man．Put a coin into each shoe, and then we will hide ourselves and 　　12　　 how the discovery affects him．” The student did so, and they both placed themselves behind the bushes．The poor man soon finished his work, and came 　　13　　 the field to the path 　　14　　 he had left his coat and shoes．While 　　15　　 his coat he slipped his foot into one of his shoes; but feeling 　　16　　, he stopped down to feel 　　17　　 it was, and found the coin．Astonishment and wonder were seen upon his face．He now put the money into his pocket, but his 　　18　　 was doubled on finding the other coin．He fell upon his knees, looked up to heaven and uttered aloud a fervent(热烈的)thanksgiving, in which he 　　19　　 his wife, sick and helpless, and his children without bread．The student stood there deeply 　　20　　, and his eyes filled with tears．

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　　Recently I was invited to a friend's house for supper and had a meal I'd never had before!

　　All the friends 　　1　　 were a little surprised．It's not that Ben is unsociable, or a bad cook, 　　2　　 it's just that he never spends more than he has to．So how come he was inviting us round for a meal? Had he bought anything 　　3　　 for his friends? He greeted us at the 　　4　　 and showed us into his dining-room 　　5　　 a laid table was waiting for us．“Nothing but the best for my friends!” said Ben．We all felt 　　6　　．What was he up to?

　　Ben returned with four bowls of hot soup．“It's a 　　7　　 of carrots, potatoes and tomatoes,” said Ben．The next course was also a little 　　8　　 in that(因为)we didn't quite know what it was again．“It's just another mixture of vegetables．”

　　　　9　　 we ate, we chatted and finally the 　　10　　 turned back to what we were eating．“Was there a recipe(食谱)for this,” asked Mary, “or did you make it up?” Ben put his 　　11　　 down．What I cooked depended on what I could find．” Mary was 　　12　　．“But you can find anything in the supermarkets these days．” “But there is less choice in what you can find 　　13　　 the supermarkets,” he replied．

　　　　14　　 that we had all finished the food, Ben decided to tell the 　　15　　．He had read recently that supermarkets usually 　　16　　 away 5 percent of their food every day．So Ben decided to look inside his local supermarket bins．There he found food that was slightly out of 　　17　　, boxes of thrown-away vegetables and fruit．

　　So Ben had successfully provided a 　　18　　 for his friends, and made us 　　19　　 the fact that there are many people who need the food, but the amount of food thrown away is enough to 　　20　　 millions of people．

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