1 . The story is told about what happened on a flight between a passenger and an air hostess. The passenger rang and told the air hostess (乘务员) that he needed a cup of _______to take his medicine when the plane just took off. She told him that she would_______him the water in ten minutes.

Thirty minutes later, when the passenger’s ring for_______sounded, the air hostess was in a hurry. She was kept so_______that she forgot to deliver (送) him the water. As a result, the passenger was_______to take his medicine.She_______over to him with a cup of water, but he_______it.

In the following hours on the_______, each time the air hostess passed by the _______ she would ask him with a smile__________he needed help or not. But the passenger__________paid attention to her.

When the passenger was going to get__________the plane, he asked the air hostess to__________him the passengers’ booklet (意见薄). She was very__________ She knew he would write down__________words, which might result in the loss of her job. __________with a smile she handed it to him.

Off the plane, she__________the booklet, and cracked a smile, __________the passenger put it, “On the flight, you asked me whether I need help or not for twelve times__________ How can I refuse your twelve sincere (真诚的) smiles?”

That’s__________! Who can refuse twelve sincere smiles from a person?

The Write Feeling

Growing up in a military family, I moved a lot. I mostly went to ___1___ with other kids whose parents were also in the military. But when my dad ___2___ from the Marines after twenty years of service, I found myself ___3___ a civilian school with twelve-year-olds who shared no similar life experience with me.

I was a stranger in a strange land. Everyone in my class had grown up together, and they had no room to __4____ for a newcomer. I wore different clothes, had different thoughts, and spoke with an accent. I __5____ for the first few weeks of school. I had no friends, no activities, and no __6____ of a bright future.

To deal with it all, I began ___7___ in my diary every day—stories of adventure, of old friends, of feelings that I could not speak. I wrote as if my life depended on it, as if the very next breath I took could not happen __8____ I wrote down words.

One day, my teacher, Mrs. Bush, came to me and asked why I always sat there writing instead of playing with others. I told her I enjoyed writing and ___9___ writing to playing. She smiled at me and walked away. About three weeks later, Mrs. Bush gave us a writing assignment. I was __10____that I could now participate in something I knew I excelled in. That night I worked and worked on the essay. I wrote with great __11____. It was my one chance to feel important and ___12___ by the class.

A few days after we handed in our assignments, Mrs. Bush called me up to the __13____ of the classroom. I stood before thirty pairs of eyes looking at me, and I got ___14___. Was I in trouble? Did I do something wrong? Then Mrs. Bush told the class how much she __15____ all the work that went into the essay and everyone had done a great job. But, she said, one student stood ___16___ as an excellent writer, one with imagination, creativity, and word mastery. That student was me! The class clapped politely and Mrs. Bush handed me my paper, with the following __17____ on it: “Malinda, you are an excellent writer. You fill your paper with the breathings of your heart. Please keep on writing and share your __18____ of writing with the world. I am proud of you and glad you are in my class."

Mrs. Bush helped me feel a sense of ___19___, a place of purpose, and a way to survive a transition in life. She helped me gain ___20___ in myself that stayed with me beyond sixth grade.