I was nineteen years old the first time I saw my own true character. At least I can say that my true character changed that day.
For about a year, my voyage to and from work each day included a ten-minute walk through the heart of downtown Toronto. As with most large cities, the homeless population of Toronto often gathered on down-town corners, asking pedestrians (行人) for their spare change. Like most busy citizens, I learned to ignore the nameless faces who begged me for money each day. In my eyes, they are on the streets because they choose to be.
I remember how particularly cold the weather had been that day. I passed the usual crowd of homeless beggars, ignored all of them, and continued walking. As I crossed an intersection (交叉路口), I saw him sitting against a building, holding a white cup in front of him. I heard his shaky voice target me as I sped past him.
“Spare some change?” he asked.
I didn’t even bother looking up at his nameless face. “I have no money on me,” I said quickly.
Looking back now, I feel as though fate had set out that day to teach me a lesson. Just a few feet past him, I slipped on the icy road. I lay on the ground for several moments wondering if I had broken my leg. Then I heard a familiar voice only inches above me.
“Are you all right?” he asked.
I knew immediately that this was the man I had just rushed past. I saw the smooth, sympathetic look in his eyes.
I held his hand as I struggled to get to my feet. He held my arm as I hobbled (跛行) to the nearby bus stop. The pain in my leg told me that I needed an X-ray.
“My name is Mike,” he said. “You really shouldn’t try walking on that leg. You really need to get it checked by a doctor,” he said with deep concern.
“This bus goes past the hospital,” I said quickly, pointing to the bus sign above me.
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Mike paused and a sudden look of realization crossed his face.
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I turned away from his offering hand and reached for my purse.
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Be a true runner
For me, it was normal to feel lost at the inter-camp track. Four camps of kids were ready to lead their teams to a blue ribbon and win the day. Not me. I was too little to be the leader and too skinny to be an athlete. I knew this by the time I was twelve, because my camp counselors(辅导员)and the other kids reminded me of it every chance they got. So when our camp needed a fourth runner in the two-mile race around the lake, I knew I was no one’s first choice.
I hid in the shade of a maple tree as they called the names of the runners, my body tensed as I heard a counselor call, “Fred! Where is Fred! He is in this race!” It was Barry. He spotted me under the tree. “Fred! We need a 12-year-old who hasn’t been in other events to run the two-mile!”
He gave me a push towards the starting line. Having no confidence and trying to save myself from the shame of taking the last place as four camps watched, I pleaded with him.
“But I don’t know the way around the lake!”
“You’re in. Just follow Bill!” Barry smiled.
Bill was my friend and the fastest runner in our camp. And then Barry said, “When you make it to the last stretch(最后一程)on the field, just throw your head back and run.”
At the starting line, I stood next to Bill and trembled.
“On your mark… Get set...” The gun cracked and sixteen of us took off. I stayed close on Bill’s heels, a little too close for Bill, I guess. He shouted at me, “Back off!”
I did. Two guys passed me, but I kept my eyes on Bill.
It was tiring. The distance was widening between Bill and me. We made the turn from the dusty road onto the muddy, wooded trail that would go around the lake back to the field. Through the trees, I saw Bill trip over a tree root and fall. A runner from another camp passed him.
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In a moment, Bill was up again and running.
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________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________It was early morning, yet already it had been a very bad day. One thing after another, the downward spiral (螺旋) continued when a large bottle of orange juice slid from my hands and fell to the floor. Glass and sticky juice splashed to the farthest corners of the kitchen. Shocked, I looked at the mess. Then I dropped heartbrokenly down to the floor, my eyes filling with tears. The tears seemed to show that “today is just not my day.”
Bad day or not, things had to be done. Filled with anxiety and negative mental baggage, I got in my car to drive into town. In the few minutes it took to travel to the bank I made a decision. I would be careful not to pass my bad day off to anyone else. I would be friendly and polite. And I would NOT be angry when that careless driver pulled quickly and rudely in front of me causing me to brake suddenly.
Standing in line at the bank, I was silently talking to myself. Actually, I was scolding myself. All of the events that had accumulated and contributed to my bad day were, in reality, so very minor and trivial. I was over-reacting. I was filled with self-pity. I tried to imagine the innumerable, individual lives that had been affected by terrorist attacks, by war, by hurricanes, earthquakes, and other natural disasters.
For the second time that day my eyes filled with tears as I realized how disconnected I felt from all those individuals who are trying to cope with truly miserable experiences in their lives.
They all seemed so distant and unknowable, and this justified and strengthened my belief that I was being self-centered and selfish. I was sure that all my efforts to be a caring and loving person were in vain.
A voice broke through my mental distractions. Somehow I had mechanically finished my bank transaction (交易) and the teller was trying to get my attention. “Young lady,” she was saying, gently, “Young lady!”
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I looked up and into the eyes of the bank teller, a silver-haired grandmother with a gentle beauty.
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In the moment of her touching my hands, my self-doubt disappeared.
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Garden of Discovery
I was kneeling outside in my garden, pulling weeds in the bright sun, when a voice suddenly said, “What are you doing?”
I looked up. Looking over the fence was the boy who had just moved with his family into the house behind ours. “Don’t you hate getting dirty?” he said.
I laughed. “No, I don’t mind.” I stood up. “Hi, I’m Jeanie.”
“Mike,” he replied.
I saw him looking at my garden. “I’m getting ready to plant tomatoes, potatoes,” I said. “Also beans and...”
Mike interrupted. “Why go to all this trouble when you can buy vegetables at the store?”
“It’s fun,” I replied. “I bet you’d enjoy gardening if you tried it. All boys like gardening.”
“Don’t believe everything you hear,” he said.
I smiled. “Work with me for a week. If you still don’t like it by then, I’ll never talk about it.
To my surprise he nodded. “That’s a good idea.”
Before I knew it, the week was up. I was sure that Mike had changed his mind about gardening. He no longer complained about getting dirty! Each time he planted a seed, he would say, “I hope you grow big and make Jeanie and me proud of you.”
On the last day, Mike and I worked until the sun had set.
“That’s it,” I said, standing up. “Everything’s planted.”
Silently Mike rose, too. “The week’s up,” I said. I smiled at Mike, confident that he was going to tell me that gardening wasn’t so bad after all.
For a moment he didn’t say anything. Suddenly he said, “I’m glad that’s over. Don’t forget our deal—no more garden talk. See you.” Then he ran into his own yard. I stared after him in disbelief.
I went to bed. Around midnight a crash of thunder woke me up. Outside there was a terrible storm. I worried about my plants until the rain finally ended, and I fell back asleep.
The next morning I jumped out of bed, eager to see my garden. I pictured in my mind broken plants and flooded rows of seeds.
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“It’s about time for you to get here,” said a voice as I pushed open the back door.
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“I can’t believe what you’re doing after what you said last night,” I said.
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Troublesome Homework
I stared at the clock in despair as precious minutes ticked by. It was one o’clock in the morning but I still had a lot of homework to complete. I was completely exhausted but I still had to carry on. Giving a great yawn, I leant back against my chair and rubbed my dull eyes that were tearing. Letting out a long breath of sigh, I got up to get myself a glass of milk from the kitchen. As I walked past my brother’s bedroom, I saw that my elder brother Jerry was not yet asleep. An idea struck me.
“What? You’re still awake at this hour?” Jerry exclaimed in disbelief when I entered his room. Throwing myself on his bed, I poured out my homework and chattered to him. Jerry listened sympathetically. As I ended with a sigh, he nodded and fell silent. I hesitated in conveying my request, searching for the right words to begin. “What else are you left with?” he spoke up finally. “One English composition and a set of mock examination paper. I was wondering...” Before I could even finish my sentence, Jerry offered, “I’ll complete them for you. I’ll leave them on your study table when I am done.” “Thank you!” I sprang up in bed, overjoyed with gratitude.
With the weight on my shoulder lifted, I drifted off to sleep once my head hit the pillow. The next day, I overslept. Knowing that my brother would not fail me, I did not check through the work at all just sweeping the paper into my school bag, grabbing some bread and rushing to the bus station. Upon arriving at classroom before the bell rang, the class was in mess with the endless complain of the tough homework. I was secretly glad and walked to my seat at a brisk pace. When teachers asked us to hand in our work, I submitted them with self-satisfied confidence.
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However, just when the school day was about to end, I was called to the teachers’ office.
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Time dragging terribly, Mr Mackay remained quiet.
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I am very delighted to enter my ideal school. For most freshmen, August is the month for military training, which serves as a good chance to get familiar with new classmates and adapt to campus life.
Our school’s training took place from Aug 23 to 29. One of the challenges was to make a blackboard presentation in the new classroom. When I found out that I was in charge of this project, I had butterflies in my stomach. After all, this was the first activity in our school life.
“Would other top students alienate (疏远) me? Could I manage to both complete this project and rehearse for the closing concert? What if my classmates wouldn’t follow instructions under my leadership? I was thinking of these tricky questions by myself.
The project began on Aug 24. The group of blackboard presentation was composed of four girls. The three other girls in the group were flexible. We gave up our lunch break hour and returned to the dormitory later at night so as to work longer on the project. One girl questioned my design, saying that we should abridge (删减) the text and leave more space for pictures. The disagreements between us upset me from time to time, but whenever there was a conflict, I tried to stay calm, decide whether to take her suggestions and then make adjustments accordingly. Gradually, I found her to be a person of strong opinion and organizational capabilities. Sometimes I was absent for a rehearsal, and I felt relieved to leave the project in her care. Other classmates turned out to be amazingly warm-hearted. Every day, five or six students came to ask me if they could help out with the decorations. Then came the big day.
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Two hours before our presentation, we were in need of paper flowers.
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Eventually, the school leaders announced the result of the competition.
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I’d been restless all morning, feeling uncomfortable and not able to put my finger on why. Everything seemed all right. I had a wonderful breakfast with my mother, but I was sitting on the sofa holding the front page of the newspaper and not really reading it. Something was wrong, but I didn’t know what.
My mother didn’t seem to notice my distraction (分心). She busied herself making a new quilt (被子). I sat and stared at the backyard through the door, trying to figure out what was bothering me. I needed to be somewhere. I didn’t know where, but I knew it wasn’t here inside the house. I headed for the front door and my hand automatically went to my pocket for my car keys. But then something told me I wasn’t going to be driving anywhere. I needed to go for a walk.
I stepped out onto the porch (门廊), wondering where I was supposed to go. Apparently, my legs had an idea because I found myself starting off on one of my normal morning walks. This time, however, I turned north after going one block and walked up a street that I’d never taken before.
After I’d covered a few blocks, I began to hear two female voices, and one of them was crying sharply. A voice in my head said “Hurry” and I found myself running toward the sound. I ran up to a house. Two women stood in front of the house. One of them was dressed in swimwear. She was the one crying.
“My baby!” she shouted, staring down at a little girl lying still on the green grass. “My baby’s dead!” The other woman stood there next to her, holding her hand. She saw me approaching and said, “They were swimming in the backyard. I think her daughter’s drowned (淹死).”
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Hearing this, I remembered that in college I’d been trained in CPR (心肺复苏).
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One cold afternoon when Peter was eight years old, his mother asked him to deliver some cakes she baked to his blind friend who lived across the dike. Peter stayed with him for a while, shared his experience of the walk and described the sun, the flowers, and the ships far out in the sea.
Then he found it was dark totally. So he said goodbye to his friend and set out for home immediately. On his way back, as he walked beside the canal, he noticed that the water had risen a lot because of rain and it was beating against the dike violently.
As Peter was walking along, he suddenly heard a noise of trickling (滴流的) water. He stopped and saw a small hole in the dike through which a tiny stream was flowing. Peter knew the danger that could be caused as the little hole would soon become a larger one and the whole country could be flooded. So he climbed down the side of the dike and put his finger into the tiny hole. The flowing of the water stopped in no time.
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Peter shouted for help, but in vain (徒劳).
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Early the next morning, a man going for work heard Peter’s groan (呻吟).
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I am a doctor and often attend important academic conferences around the world, but I’m scared to fly in an airplane. As is known to all, traveling on an airplane can be a very tiring task even in the best of circumstances. Especially when the plane arrives above the destination and encounters some special reasons that prevent it from landing safely, the feeling cannot be described in words. In this situation, if you see a patient with Down syndrome (唐氏综合征) in trouble, are you willing to help him?
Last week, I took an early flight to Paris, and it was during this flight that I experienced a lifelong and touching experience.
When it was announced on the broadcast that the plane was about to land and passengers were required to prepare, a teenage boy with Down syndrome who was traveling with his family had become upset and would not return to his seat. In spite of the cabin crew’s warnings over the loudspeaker that it was almost time to land, the boy completely disregarded all this and still went his own way. In terms of such a situation, the pilot was forced to circle above the airport temporarily, delaying the landing and angering people on the already tense flight.
Though the boy’s parents and adult brothers and sisters tried to persuade him to get off the floor and back into his seat, he was opposed to their advice resolutely. They seemed to be in despair.
Finally, the crew sought professional assistance from the passengers. Although I am a doctor, I was helpless in that situation. Subsequently, Murphy 42 — who had been a teacher for about 20 years — glanced at the boy, stood up and quickly headed to the back of the plane.
She found the boy in the passage between rows of seats, lying on his belly. So she also lay down on her stomach to face him. She began chatting calmly with him, asking his name, his favorite books and his favorite characters.
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He told her he felt sick and she tried to comfort him.
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The plane was finally able to land safely on the ground.
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Maybe there is a Father Christmas!
Anna stood anxiously staring at the pouring rain while little Molly looked up at a pretty doll in the window of the toy shop on the edge of town. "Mummy, "Molly said, "that's the doll I would like Father Christmas to bring me." A tear rolled down Anna's cheek and she knew it would be impossible this year. They were supposed to start a new life in Spain one and a half years ago before her husband Tim was cruelly taken from them by a car. Their small amount of savings were quickly spent on Tim’s funeral costs and necessities, leaving her in heavy debt.
To her relief, the local people had helped to support her through these difficult times and especially Juan, owner of the local grocery store, a single man, who would often put something special into her shopping bag, even though he himself had been going through a difficult period — his mother died of cancer and he was busy handling the sale of his mother’s house on the edge of town.
As the rain stopped, Anna and Molly started walking home. She was thinking about buying an umbrella after paying the rent with her upcoming wage when Molly shouted excitedly, "Mummy, what’s that on the road?" Anna looked down and saw a bag lying in the water, which was obviously lost because of the sudden rain.
They got home and dried themselves before Anna focused on the bag. Opening it and seeing bundles of money inside, she stood back in shock and cried, "Is this a present from kindness? I can pay off my debt, buy Molly’s favorite doll and my new umbrella ...” Then reality set in, Anna was a very moral person and would never steal even the slightest little thing, let alone bundles of money. She went to bed with all thoughts in her mind.
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Early next morning, Anna headed where she decided to go.
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At supper, Anna had an unexpected visitor—Juan with gift boxes in his hands.
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I grew up in a large family of twelve siblings (兄弟姐妹). We weren’t poor by most standards, but things were definitely hard for us. My parents never shared their financial worries, choosing instead to let us have a carefree childhood. But I knew, as children often do, that there were times they went without and that certain things my friends had wouldn’t be available to me.
Back in those days, hot lunch was a luxury for the wealthier kids, and hot-lunch buyers sat separately from the students who brought cold lunch. My siblings and I brought lunch from home every day: thick slices of homemade bread, three cookies and a small apple. We would look on longingly as the rich kids proudly sat down with their steaming plates of fried chicken cold milk, peaches and a slice of cake.
I never said anything, but my first grade teacher, Mrs. Caruso, must have seen the desire in my eyes. One day she quietly pressed a note into my hand and whispered, “Give this to your mother.”
I hurried home and gave my mom the note. She read it and smiled. “Well, Mrs. Caruso said because of all your hard work, she wants to buy your lunch tomorrow.” The next day, I proudly carried my tray of chicken across the cafeteria and took my seat at the hot-lunch table. Honestly, the food wasn’t as great as I had imagined, but I was pleased to be there and felt honored to be a part of the group.
One rainy day, Mrs. Caruso asked me to stay after school. My stomach instantly dropped to the floor. Did she know I hadn’t finished my math sheet? After the other students had left, Mrs. Caruso said she was going to finish her work and then drive me home. It was raining, and she knew I had a long walk. We pulled up to my house and she got out, putting a few bags on the porch. “Tell your mom I had a few extra things she might want,” she said. Then she drove away. Inside the bags were clothes, toys, and books.
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That summer day, Mrs. Caruso invited me and my siblings to her home.
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The experiences made a great difference in my life.
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Single mother Krystal works hard to provide daily necessities for her kid. They may not have many material things. But love is clearly in no short supply.
Krystal was having a particularly tough time making ends meet. The bike she rode to work broke and couldn’t be used. But she couldn’t afford a new one. So she had to walk to work, spending an extra hour on the way. Once in a while, she would wonder whether there was hope in life. Her son, 13-year-old William Preston, couldn’t help but notice.
Seeing his mother work so hard to earn money, William, the sweet young man, was always helping his mother with housework. He didn’t want to see his mom walking to work every day. So, he decided he was going to do whatever it took to buy his mom another bike.
William saw on YouTube that a boy bought his mom a bike and then surprised her with it. He also wanted to do that. William came across a cheap used bike on sale on Facebook. And he knew what he needed to do to help out his struggling mom.
In fact, the 13-year-old has been doing yard work for people in his community to make some money. So, he continued to work hard and save money, which was impressive enough for someone his age. But William took it one step further.
Back in his own room, William was staring at the big box of toys that his relatives and friends had bought him as gifts. He treasured the toys. He spent most of his spare time playing with them. Among them was the game player Xbox, his most prized possession (财产). When his mother called him to have supper, he had an idea.
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After school, he brought his Xbox to a second-hand shop nearby.
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With the money he had saved, William bought the bike on Facebook.
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Carlos woke up late that Saturday. It was his birthday. As he opened his eyes, he could hear the sounds from the street coming through his open window. He could hear people talking loudly. He heard kids playing and yelling (大喊). There was music coming from someone standing on the corner. He heard the cars, buses and motorbikes running past his apartment. These were all the normal sounds he heard every day, but something was wrong.
When he listened for the sounds that normally came from his apartment, everything was silent. He did not hear his mother cooking in the kitchen. She always made a big breakfast on Saturdays. He did not hear his sister Maria jumping up and down or fighting with their brother Jose. What was wrong? The house was completely silent. The only noise was coming from outside his window.
Carlos looked at the clock across the room. It said ten o'clock. Something was very wrong! Carlos quickly got up and got dressed. He looked out of the window and saw everyone walking and talking. That was all normal. What was not normal was how quiet it was inside of his apartment. Carlos went slowly to the door and listened, but did not hear anything. He opened the door to his room a little and looked around. He looked down the hallway (门厅) toward the living room. He did not see anything. He was nervous and scared, wondering, “What is going on?”
Slowly he walked out of his room and into the hallway. His stomach was making noise since he was so hungry. He started toward the kitchen. His feet moved slowly as he walked, not knowing what to expect. “Mom? Jose? Maria? Where are you?” he called out, but no one answered. “Where is everyone?” he thought to himself. Just then, Carlos thought he heard a noise coming from the kitchen. It sounded like someone was there. He moved slowly toward the kitchen doorway, and thought to himself, “What’s going on? Why is everything so quiet? Who is in the kitchen?”
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He got to the kitchen door and looked inside.
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Sitting in the middle of the kitchen table was a small box.
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