Every one of us, rich or poor，should at least have one or two good friends. I learned that a true friend is the most important in my life after I had gone        so many terrible things. I felt
upset when I was told that I would have to        the company . As I had a very big family to __ ___   
and was in great need of money，what I was        about was how to find another new  job .In order to         this problem, I rushed from place to place like crazy. I read almost all the newspapers and         almost all the telephone numbers in the newspaper___    in my notebook and tried to call almost a11 the companies that  needed new  _ ___．Not until I found a job in a small town near  Townsville had I        down .My new boss ,Mr. Johnson , was one of my good friends since primary school.“Why didn’t you        me until now ? Was it         to do that ? Explain to me the reason ,”he said ,      me a cup of hot coffee. Both of us were overjoyed to see each other and we          the whole afternoon talking about things and persons that we       at school .John asked me to give him some  advice about          to enlarge his present business and he was entirely happy about my      .To my great surprise，he offered me a         which didn’t need much experience because  I was not         with this field but the pay l got was much more man         .The moment I saw my          ，the sum of money given by the company，I cried for the first time — that was the first time for me to do so since I grew up.

How can you stop smoking?
It is not easy to stop smoking，but millions have     to quit and so can you Here are a few suggestions.
Prepare yourself . Decide on a day to quit Don’t choose a day that you know is going to be stressful, such as the day of an exam. Make a list of all the     you will get from stopping smoking. Then     your last packet of cigarettes.
Be     . Every time you feel like smoking a cigarette，    yourself that you are a non-smoker．Reread the list of benefits you wrote earlier．
Break the habit Instead of smoking a cigarette，do something else. Go for a walk，clean your teeth drink some water, clean the house；in fact，do anything to keep your mind and     your hands busy.
Relax. If you start to feel nervous or stressed，do not reach     a cigarette .Try some deep breathing instead. Do some relaxation exercise every time you feel stressed.
Get help if you need it. Arrange to stop smoking with a fiend so you call talk about your problems，or Join a stop-smoking group .If you feel     ，you might like to talk to a doctor or chemist about something to help you，like nicotine chewing gum.
Keep trying. Do not be disappointed if you have to try several times before you stop smoking. If you      and have a cigarette，do not feel ashamed .Just try again. You will succeed      .

Years ago, if a teenager had some problems in her life, she might go home and write in her diary. Now, a teenager with         problems might go onto the Internet and write about his problems in a blog. In many ways a diary and a blog are very         . So, what makes blogging different from writing in         diary?
The biggest difference is that blogging is much more         than a diary. Usually, a teenager treats his diary like a book full of         that she does not want to        .
It’s interesting that someone who writes in a blog         a diary will probably write nearly the same information.
I have a little sister, and sometimes I go online to read her         . She writes about things like waking up early for swimming practice and not studying enough for her chemistry test.         I was her age, I wrote about the same things, but         in my diary. Then, after I had finished writing, I would hide my diary in a secret place because I was         that my sister might read it!
The biggest         with blogging is that anyone can read what you write. If I was angry with a friend during high school and wrote something         about her in my diary, she would never know!        , if my sister ever wrote something bad about a friend, that friend         read her blog and get a “cry”.
There are also         to blogging, of course. If I felt sad one day and wrote in my diary,  “Nobody cares about me,”         would know about it. However, if my sister wrote the same sentence in her blog, her best friends would         respond and tell her how much they         her. Blogs help people         in touch with their friends and know what the people around them are doing.

Yesterday, I met a delightful woman at a work event. As we talked, she told me about her       in Manila, Philippines. She spoke about the     her culture values their elders,and she explained that children are         from the time of birth to respect and          people older than themselves.
It was       to hear that,so I enjoyed listening and learning. Here is her memory       I found so beautiful:
When she was growing up, her father had three jobs to       his family. She said her dad never      , and though he worked very hard, he always had       for them. One day, her father was        at his full-time job. For several months, he was mailed temporary disability checks       he was recovering.
When her father was able to return to his full-time job, he took all those disability        that were sent to him while he was recovering and handed them back to the        . He told them that he had two good legs and arms, and did not need this money. He told them to give the money to people who could not work, to people who        needed it.
The woman telling the story was a little girl at that time. She had        her father that very day when he went back to his company        all those unopened checks. "My father is my hero," she      . Lowering her voice, she said she would never forget what he did, and what an           and influential mentor(導(dǎo)師) he was on how to live a life.
From my communication with her, it was          that her father's same sweet spirit had been       to this woman, and to her family. Hearing this story was so refreshing to my soul. I hope it is for you too.

People on a college campus were more likely to give money to the March of Dimes if they were asked for a donation by a disabled woman in a wheelchair than if asked by a nondisabled woman. In another        , subway riders in New York saw a man carrying a stick stumble（絆腳） and fall to the floor. Sometimes the victim had a large red birthmark on his      ; sometimes he did not. In this situation, the victim was more likely to         aid if his face was spotless than if he had an unattractive birthmark. In         these and other research findings, two themes are         : we are more willing to help people we like for some reason and people we think     assistance.
In some situations, those who are physically attractive are more likely to receive aid.       , in a field study researchers placed a completed application to graduate school in a telephone box at the airport. The application was ready to be        , but had apparently been "lost". The photo attached to the application was sometimes that of a very          person and sometimes that of a less attractive person. The measure of helping was whether the individual who found the envelope actually mailed it or not. Results showed that people were more likely to        the application if the person in the photo was physically attractive.
The degree of      between the potential helper and the person in need is also important. For example, people are more likely to help a stranger who is from the same country rather than a foreigner. In one study, shoppers on a busy street in Scotland were more likely to help a person wearing a(n)           T-shirt than a person wearing a T-shirt printed with offensive words.
Whether a person receives help depends in part on the "worth" of the case. For example, shoppers in a supermarket were more likely to give someone.        to buy milk rather than to buy cookies, probably because milk is thought more essential for        than cookies. Passengers on a New York subway were more likely to help a man who fell to the ground if he appeared to be         rather than drunk.

When I settled in Chicago, my new city seemed so big and unfriendly. Then I had a        problem and had to go to hospital for a       examination.
It seemed a small       compared to the one I was about to face ,but things started to go       right from the beginning.Not having a car or      the city, I was depending on a couple of buses to get me from A  to B.        I’d left myself plenty of time, soon it was        I was going to be late, as I had mistakenly boarded a bus that was taking me in the       direction.
I       the bus and stood on the pavement not knowing what to do. I looked into the eyes of a         , who was trying to get past me     , instead of moving on,she stopped to ask if I was       . After I explained my        to her, she pointed to a bus stop across the street, where a bus would take me back into the city to my         . Sitting there waiting, I felt       that someone had been willing to help.       , hearing a horn (喇叭) nearby, I looked up to see a car with my new friend        at me to get in. She had returned to offer me a        to the hospital.
Such unexpected         from a passer-by was a lovely gift to receive. As I climbed out of the car at the hospital and turned to thank her, she smiled and told me not to lose        , for all things are possible.

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Once there were two men, who lived in the same hospital room. One man’s bed was next to the room's only window. _____ , the other man, since his illness was more _____, had to spend all his time in bed. When the man in the bed by the window could _____ up, he would tell his roommate all the things he could see _____ the window. He said the window ______ a park with a lovely _____. Ducks played on the _____ while children sailed their model boats. Old trees grew and beautiful flowers were in bloom. What a fine _____! The man in the other bed would be _____ by the beautiful colors of the world outside.
Days and weeks passed.
One morning, the nurse found the man by the window had _____ peacefully in his sleep. She called the hospital attendants to take the body _____. As everything was done, the other man asked if he could be _____ next to the window.  The nurse said OK and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him _____ .
Slowly and painfully, he tried to take his __ ___ look at the world outside. He thought he would be _____ to see it by himself. But to his surprise, he saw nothing but a white _____. The man asked the nurse ____his roommate _____  to him and said there were wonderful things outside this window. The nurse told him his roommate was blind and could not even _____  the wall.
She said, "Perhaps he just wanted to _____ you. He only hoped you could live in a colorful world and got better quickly. "

We live in a fast-paced and anxiety-filled world that oftentimes seems to shift beneath our feet. Thus we are sometimes affected by fears or anxiety impacting our life. For as long as I could remember I had struggled with anxiety. After I left university, I made friends with a Moroccan woman at work. One day she invited me to       her and her family back home. I wanted to, but I would have to travel there      and I knew we would be in a very rural area. How would I cope with my      ?
Then one day it       to me that I had a life to live. I could choose to let anxiety       me or I could go to Morocco and       something different. I was 23 years old and had never been out of the UK alone. The journey to Morocco       something inside me. I managed to cope with my anxiety. The sense of       was overwhelming and still to this day when I get afraid of going somewhere alone, I remember how       it felt when I arrived in Morocco.
Upon arrival I was so       for the generous welcome I received. My friend’s family had arranged a welcome party. The people were so loving toward me. As a moment of       felt in a faraway village, this reminded me that I was “good enough”, which helped to       my anxiety.
Waking up the next day, in the morning light, I saw the area where we were. I was       by how rural it was – and the realization that these people had very few     .
In the days afterwards, I traveled around Morocco. We went to Marrakesh and      the Atlas mountains. We had the most amazing food – lots of fresh fruits and vegetables.
At the end of my       something inside me had changed. I realized I had not felt anxious for nearly two weeks.
Experiencing a different culture far away from home helped me to realize what is important in life, what really    , and with that my anxiety    . When I returned home I was much more active in       my anxiety. Working with people, helping them       their anxiety, is how I can share the love I found in Morocco.

Music to My Ears
Robby was 10 for his first piano lesson in my class. Much as he tried, he ____ even the basic rhythm. However, he dutifully reviewed the pieces that I required.
Over the months he tried and tried while I ____ and encouraged him. At the end of each lesson he'd always say, "My mom's going to hear me play some day." ____ it seemed hopeless.
I only knew his mother from a ____as she waited in her aged car to pick him up. Then one day Robby stopped coming. I was secretly ____ that he stopped because of his lack of ability.
Weeks later I informed the students, including Robby, of the coming recital（獨(dú)奏）. To my ____, Robby asked me if he could be included. I told him he really did not qualify because he had ____ out. He said his mom had been sick and unable to take him to lessons but he was still ____ .
“I've just got to play!" he ____. Something inside me let me allow him to.
Then came the recital night. The gym was ____ with parents. I put Robby up ____, thinking that I could save his poor performance through my “curtain closer（謝幕）.”
The recital went off smoothly. Then Robby came up on stage. His clothes were wrinkled and his hair was ____. "Why didn't his mother at least make him comb his hair for this special night?" I thought.
Robby pulled out the piano bench and began. I was not ____ for what I heard next. His fingers were ____ on the keys. Never had I heard Mozart played so well by people of his age. After he ended, everyone was ____ their feet in wild applause.
In ____ I ran up on stage and put my arms around Robby. "I've never heard you play like that, Robby! How did you ____ it?"
Robby explained, "Well, Miss Hondorf…remember I told you my mom was sick? …____ she had cancer and passed away yesterday. She was born deaf, so tonight she could hear me play in heaven. I wanted to make it special."
There wasn’t a ____ eye in the house. That night I felt he was the teacher and I was the pupil, for it was he who taught me the meaning of perseverance and ____.

To celebrate the end of our exams, my friends and I went to a fast food restaurant. We    hamburgers and Coca Cola at the counter. When our    came, I started walking towards an empty table. By bad luck, my bag strap(帶子) got    on a chair and the tray(托盤) that I was holding slipped(滑)    my hands and went flying in the air. The tray, and its contents,    on a man who was just about to    a bite of his sandwich. I stared, greatly    , as the drinks soaked(浸濕) his white shirt.
Then I    my eyes and prepared myself for his burst of   . Instead, he said "It’s OK" to     me before he disappeared into the washroom.
Still shaky and unsure    to do next, my friends and I went to a table and sat there, trying our best to look   . A moment later, the man came out of the washroom, and    our table. My heart almost stopped   . I thought he was going to ask for my father's    and call him.
To my surprise, he merely smiled at us, handed us some cash and said,"    yourself new hamburgers."
He then walked    without even finishing his food.
He could have made what was already an uncomfortable situation worse,    he chose a different way and gave us a reason to believe that there is still    in this world. I'll never     his actions.