Coming home from school, I was filled with excitement. But I was       into stillness by what I saw. Mother, seated at the end of the sofa,        , with the second-hand green typewriter on the table. She told me she couldn’t type fast and she was out of work. My shock at finding mother in tears was a perfect       of how     I understood the pressures on her. Sitting beside her on the sofa, I began very     to understand. I could      her pain and the tension (壓力) of     the strong feeling that were interrupted by my arrival. Suddenly,  something inside me     . I reached out and put my arms around her. She broke then. She put her face       my shoulder and sobbed. I held her       and didn’t try to talk. I knew I was doing what I should, and that was enough. At that moment,       mother’s back with feelings, I understood for the first time her being so easy to     .  She was still my mother,     she was  something     : a person like me, capable of fear and       and failure. I could feel her pain as she must have felt mine on a thousand occasions when I sought     in her arms.
A week later mother took a job at half the salary the radio station       . “It’s a job I can do, though.” She said      . But the evening practice on the old green typewriter continued. I had a very       feeling now when I heard her tapping away across the paper at night. I knew there was something more going on in there than a woman learning to       .

Surfing: It’s Not Just for Boys Anymore
If you asked high school girls to name their favorite sports, most would probably say basketball or volleyball. I happen to be one of the few girls who would      : surfing (沖浪運動). But isn’t that a boy thing? Some people      , but most are certain.
I started surfing about five years ago and       in love with the sport on the very first day. Riding that first       was the best feeling I had ever experienced.
When I try to       surfing with other things, I find it very difficult because, in my      , there’s nothing like it. It involves (牽涉到) body,       and soul. There's sand between my toes and cool, salt water all       us. The feeling I get when I'm surfing across that      , becoming one with the      , is like I'm weightless.
The one thing I can       from surfing and not any other sport is endless challenge (挑戰(zhàn)). You can never be the “best suffer” because the ocean       uncountable waves that nobody can ever master. The variations (變化) of surfing styles are wonderful. Some suffers are free and flowing;       are very aggressive (活躍有力的) and sharp. All of these things attract me to surfing and make it       from any other sport.
I've       to tell every girl I know to do something that people don't think girls can do. It's part of being human to advance to new      , so shouldn’t it be expected that girls should step up and start pushing the limits of things boys and men      to dominate (主宰)?
There’re women       side by side with the President of our country, so why not side by side with the boys       the football team or out in the water surfing? Give girls a chance to      , and they will.

(2013·高考天津卷)As I held my father’s hands one night，I couldn’t help but notice their calluses(老繭)and roughness.His hands tell the story of his life as a ____，including all his struggles.
One summer，I remember，a drought (旱災(zāi)) hit Ontario，turning it into a ____ desert.On one of those hot mornings I was picking sweet corn with my dad to fill the last ____ from the grocery store.Fifty dozen was all we needed，which ___ took twenty minutes.That morning，however，the process didn’t ___ quickly.After forty minutes of aimlessly walking in the field，we ____needed twenty dozen.I was completely frustrated and ___.Dropping the basket heavily，I declared, “If the store wants its last twenty dozen，they can pick it themselves！”Dad ____，“Just think，my little girl，only ten dozen left for each of us and then we’re ____.” Such is Dad－whatever problem he ____，he never gives up.
____，the disastrous effects of the drought were felt all over our country.It was a challenging time for everyone，____ Dad remained optimistic.He ____ to be grateful for other things like good health and food on our plates.Only then did I truly begin to ___ Dad and his faith that guided us through the hard times.
Dad is also a living example of real ____.From dawn to dusk，he works countless hours to___ our family.He always puts our happiness ____ his own，and never fails to cheer me on at my sports games ___ his exhaustion after long days.His loving and selfless nature has inspired me to become more sympathetic and ____，putting others first.
Dad，the life ____ I have learned from you will stay with me forever.You are my father，teacher，friend and，most importantly，my hero.

I used to be ashamed of my grandma. I know that's a　   　 thing to say, but it was true until today, so I have to　    it.
The　    started when my friend Katy found Grandma's false teeth floating in a glass on the bathroom sink. I was so used to seeing them that I　     took notice of them. But Katy shouted, laughing and　   　 to tell everyone about it. I had to get down on my knees and　     her to shut up so my grandma wouldn't　    and get hurt.
After that happened, I　    there were a million things about Grandma that were embarrassing.
Once she took Jill and me out to Burger King.　    ordering our hamburgers well-done, she told the person behind the counter, "They'll have two Whoppers (巨無霸) well-to-do. " Jill burst out laughing, but I almost　   .
After a while, I started wishing I could　    Grandma in a closet. I even complained to my parents. Both my parents said I had to be careful not to make Grandma feel　    in our home.
Then last Wednesday, something happened that　    everything completely. My teacher told us to help find interesting old people and　    them about their　    for a big Oral History project. I was trying to think of someone when Angie pushed me gently.
"Volunteer your grandmother," she whispered. "She's　    and rich in experience."
That was the last thing I ever thought Angie would say about my grandma.
This is how I ended up on　     today interviewing my own grandmother before the whole school assembly (集合). All my friends and teachers were listening to her　     she was a great heroine. I was　     of my grandma and hoped she would　     know that I had been ashamed of her.

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      your day?
One day I was in a taxi and we headed      the airport. We were driving in the right lane      suddenly a black car drove out of a parking space right in front of us. My taxi driver slammed on his brakes, slide sideways, and at the very last moment our car stopped and narrowly      the other car by just inches！The driver of the other car looked around and started      at us.
My taxi driver just      and waved at the guy. And I mean he was really     . So I asked, “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       that many people are like garbage trucks. They run around full of     , full of frustration, full of anger, and full of disappointment. As their garbage      up, they need a place to dump (倒) it and sometimes they’ll dump it on     . Don’t take it personally. Just smile, wave, wish them well, and move on.
Believe me. You’ll be more     . Don’t take their garbage and      it to other people at work, at home, or on the streets, Life’s too short to wake up in the morning with     . The mark of your success is how quickly you can refocus on what’s       in your life. Roy Baumeister, a psychology researcher from Florida State University, found in his extensive research that you       bad things more often than good things in your life. You store the bad memories rather easily, and you      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       it!
When you follow “The Law of the Garbage Truck”, you take back control of your life. You make room for the good by       go of the bad. Have a Garbage Free Day！Have a marvelous, garbage-free day！The seeds you plant today      the harvest you reap tomorrow.

Coin confusion
Rachel looked through troubled eyes at her sister and said, "I wouldn't have thought Eric would be a thief." Her sister Sarah replied, "Whoa, that's a      accusation to make against your best friend!"
Rachel remembered two days ago when she had brought out her coin collection for Eric to     . At the end of that day, Rachel's mother asked her to do her a favor, so she asked her friend," Is it okay if I leave you for a few minutes?" Eric said, "Go ahead. I’ll clean up here,"      at the piles of coins on the floor.
When Rachel returned, it never occurred to her to     her coins until two days later that she realized some quarters were      .
Sarah said, "Why don't you just ask him?"
"Ask him what? Hey, best friend, did you       my coin collection?" Rachel thought for a moment,        if that would be a good idea. The theft of her collection left her with a feeling of        "How could I have misjudged my friend's       ?"
The next day Rachel went to Eric's house. Eric was acting funny sort of nervous, like he couldn't be       . In fact, Rachel thought Eric acted like someone with a secret. Anger blossomed as Rachel watched Eric pretend to be kind,      Eric had obviously stolen from her. Rachel finally could not stand it anymore and stood up. Suddenly, Eric     ,"I can't stand it anymore!" Rachel was astonished at hearing her own      burst forth from her friend! Instead of sounding     , Eric sounded excited. He pulled something from underneath the chair.
"Go to open it! I was going to wait until your birthday, but I can't wait." Slowly, Rachel lifted the top of the     . Laid out in front of her were all of the quarters from her coin collection. Each quarter was in its own      in a new collection case. Each quarter shone like it was new.
Rachel felt      rush over her neck and ears. She said     , "Thank you! This means... a great deal to me." She was grateful that Eric had cut her      before she said something she would     . Eric was exactly the type of person she wanted as a friend!

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I grew up with a fat dad------450 pounds at his heaviest. Every week he’d try a new diet, and my family____ eating whatever freeze-dried he was trying at that moment. He hoped every new diet could stop his waistline from______ .My mother, on the other hand, had no____ in preparing food. Therefore,  almost all of our meals____ my dad’s diet foods.
What I remember most about those years is that I was always hungry ------ hungry for food, hungry for nice clean clothes, hungry for someone to ____ when I ran away from home or hid in the closet(壁櫥) for hours. I just  ____ to be cared for.      
But on Friday nights,  I was____ hungry. My grandmother would take me to her home for the weekend. When we____, there was always a pot of something cooking on the stove. She taught me how good it felt to be cared for, and how to care for myself and others through____. My grandmother was always____ of my parents’ strange eating habits and ____ on processed diet foods, and made it her duty to teach me how to ____ myself.
After my third-grade year, my dad changed his jobs. ____ as I was, I had to move away from my hometown, Chicago, and leave my grandmother and her delicious food behind. I felt extremely lonely and lost, and I____ my grandmother terribly. My grandmother knew just how I felt------ and she knew the ____: Every week, she would send me a card with a $20 bill, a recipe and a list of what to buy at the market. Her____ filled my body and soul.
Now I’ve grown to better understand my father’s struggles with____. Today, he weighs 220 pounds. Food is no longer a barrier that keeps us____, but a bridge that keeps us connected. There’s nothing my dad enjoys more than talking with me about dietary theories and his weight-loss____. And now I am the one____ sending recipe cards to my father’s house, just as my grandmother did for me.

Do you know how much your children sleep?
According to the National Sleep Foundation,       should sleep twelve to eighteen hours       of every twenty-four. With a gradual        to twelve to fourteen hours for toddlers(初學(xué)走路的孩子) one to three; eleven to thirteen hours for        three to five; and ten to eleven hours for schoolchildren        five to ten.
But things get really      at adolescence. Not only do teenagers need more sleep than    __---eight and a half to nine and a quarter hours a night, according to the sleep foundation - but the times          which they get sleepy and are able to awaken         and feel rested shift in a       that does not match to the       times at most schools.
Sleep studies have shown that the typical teenager does not fall asleep readily before 11 p. m. or later.       many have to get up by 6 a. m. or         to get to school for a class         starts at 7:30 or 8 a.m. More than a few        off during that class, and often the         one as well. Even if awake, they're in no condition to learn much of anything.
In one study, more than 90 percent of teenagers        they slept less than the          nine hours a night, and 10 percent said they slept less than six hours.
      _ James B. Maas, a Cornell University psychologist and Leading sleep researcher, has observed, most teenagers are "walking zombies(僵尸)"        they get far too little sleep.

My son starts school today. It's going to be        and new to him for a while. And I wish you would sort of treat him       . You see,       , he's been king of his own room. He’s been        of the back yard. I have always been around to        his wounds, and to comfort his feelings. But now things are going to be       .
This morning, he is going to walk down the front steps, wave his hand and start on his great        that will probably include wars and tragedy and sorrow. To live his life in the world he has to live in        faith and love and courage.     , World, I        you would sort of take him by the hand and teach him that things he will have to know. Teach him, but gently, if you can. Teach him that for every scoundrel (惡棍) there is a hero; that for every dishonest politician, there is a        leader; that for every enemy there is a friend. Teach him the wonders of       . Give him quiet time to        the mystery of birds in the sky, bees in the sun, and flowers on the green hills. Teach him it is far more honorable to fail than to       . Teach him to        his own ideas,        everyone else tells him he is wrong. Teach him to sell his strength and brains to the highest bidder（出價人）, but never to put a price on his       . Teach him to close his ears to a howling mob（暴徒） and to stand and        if he thinks he's right. Teach him gently, World, but don't        him, because only the        of fire makes fine steel. This is a big order, World, but see what you can do. He is such a nice little fellow.