One day,     1     I was sitting in my car in a parking area, I noticed a young boy in front of my car. “What is the boy doing?” I asked     2     and looked closely. “Oh, he is picking     3     a coin from the ground (地面).” When he stood up, we saw each other     4    . He was not older than ten and was     5     one blue glove (手套) and one brown glove. His coat was too small for him.

As he walked away, I saw his shoes which were too old to wear. I rolled (摇动) down my car     6     and called him over.   

I asked him if he needed some money. He     7    , “No, that’s okay.”       

The parking area was wet. I could tell that his     8     were cold because he kept moving his weight from one foot to the other. “Please.” I held out a five-dollar bill (钞票). “It’s not much, but when the money is shared, it is much more     9    ,” I said. He took off one of his gloves and took the money from my hand. His small hand was red and cold. He smiled and went away after saying “Thank you!” to me. That smile made me     10     warm in the cold winter.

Mrs. Weeks was reading a newspaper story to her class. The story said: Were you ever in hospital when you were little? How did you feel? The doctors in Children’s Hospital are     1     for children’s toys. Some children in the hospital must stay     2     for many weeks. Toys are needed to keep these sick (生病的) children     3    . Money for them can be sent to the hospital.

After Mrs. Weeks read the story, she said, “This story gave me     4    .”

“Mrs. Weeks, we could bring some money for the toys. We could bring some of our own toys for the children in the hospital...” said the boys and girls one by one.

“Well, your ideas would be nice,” Mrs. Weeks said, “but mine is     5    .”

“We could     6    . ” shouted one of them.

Mrs. Weeks smiled. “Do you think you could make toys?”she asked.

“Yes, yes.” The whole class answered.

“Great! Let’s begin to make toys tomorrow.” said Mrs. Weeks.

On Saturday afternoon, Mrs. Weeks     7     to the hospital with the toys made by her students. The children in the class felt happy, too.

A few days later, Mrs. Weeks read     8     newspaper story to the class:

Some school children brought toys to Children’s Hospital last week. The toys were made by the children of Grade Three in Green Street School. The doctor said, “We have never had so many wonderful toys. Our children are very happy with them. They say, ‘THANK YOU, GRADE THREE.’ ”

When I was in the seventh grade, I was a volunteer at a local hospital in my town. I volunteered about thirty to forty     1     a week during the summer. Most of the time I stayed there with Mr. Gillespie. He never had any visitors, and nobody seemed     2     about his situation. I spent many days there holding his hand and talking to him, helping with anything that needed to be done. Gradually, he became a close friend of     3    . However, at that time, he was in a coma (昏迷).

I left for a week to take a vacation     4     I had expected for a long time. After I came back, I found Mr. Gillespie was gone. I didn’t dare to ask any of the nurses where he was. So I continued volunteering there through my eighth-grade year     5     many questions unanswered.

Several years later, one day a familiar face     6     by me as soon as I got to the gas station. After I realized who it was, my eyes filled with tears. I was so surprised that he was still alive. I offered to ask     7     his name was Mr. Gillespie. He answered yes. Then I explained how I knew him. I could see the tears in his eyes and he gave me his     8     smile I had ever seen. He began to tell me that he could hear me talking to him the whole time. He thought it was an angel (天使) not a person, who was there with him. Mr. Gillespie     9     believed that it was my voice and touch that had made him alive till now.

I know that I have brought him back to life. More importantly, he     10     a great influence on my life since I met him. I will never forget him and what he has done for me: I am an angel in his eyes…

Candy Wang is a 19 -year-­old Asian pop star. For this month’s Young World magazine, I     1     her. Candy told me that she used to be really shy and     2     up singing to deal with her shyness. As she got better, she dared     3     in front of her class, and then for the whole school. Now she’s not shy anymore and     4     singing in front of crowds.

I asked Candy how life was different after she became famous. She explained that there are many good things, like being able to travel and meet new people all the time. “I didn’t use to be popular in school, but now I get tons of     5     everywhere I go. So I have to be very careful about what I say or do. And I don’t have much private time anymore.     6     out with friends is almost impossible for me now because there are always     7     around me.”

At last, Candy said something to all those young people who want to be famous. “Well,” she begins     8    , “you have to be prepared to give up your normal life. You can never imagine how difficult the road to success is. Many times I thought about giving up, but I     9     on. You really     10     a lot of talent and hard work to succeed. Only a very small number of people make it to the top.”