3 . A couple in Ohio accidentally dropped off a bag containing almost $ 100,000 at an Ohio charity shop. Thanks to_______employees, they got money back.

The employees were going through_______last week when they came across a_______. Inside was $97,004. “It was so much cash,” employee Kelsey Croy said. “I looked in the bag and we_______ it right there on the desk. And it was $97,004.” Thankfully , the owner_______a receipt for tax purposes when they donated_______that morning. The employees_______called the couple but there was no_______ .

Not wanting to_______that amount of cash in the store, they called the Zanesville Police Department.________ repeated calls, officers finally got a hold of the couple. The couple hadn’t realized the money was________. They told the police they withdrew all their money to another bank. On the way, they________at the charity shop to donate a bag of clothes. That’s________the money ended up there. “When we finally________them, they just asked if they could get it sometime tomorrow,” the officer said.

The couple has since made contact with the original ________who found the money to thank them. “I’m just glad that I meet with a bunch of honest and loyal people,” Croy said.

Michael saw the trouble coming. There standing in the hallway was Frank, the boy who enjoyed making fun of anyone at any given moment. Frank was tall and strong, so few of his victims stood up to him. Michael hated the idea that Frank always got away with his wrongdoing. Yet like most kids who were picked on, he just took it quietly and waited for the unpleasant to pass.

Frank walked up, his eyes locked on the books in Michael’s arms. When they met, Frank stopped unexpectedly, “Hey, let me see those books!” Some students watched as Michael held out the books he was carrying, trying not to give away his nervousness.

Frank took a book, looked inside for a second, and then threw the book at Michael, who dropped all the other books. “Hey, those are school property,” Frank barked, “Be careful!” Then he walked away, laughing loudly.

Michael, his cheeks turning red, half kicked the fallen books. Suddenly a hand picked up one book. “You look like you could use a p ally (盟友),” a friendly voice said. It was Ramon, the most athletic boy in the high school. Michael couldn’t believe Ramon was stopping to help him as they barely spoke.

“Thanks,” Michael sighed with relief. “It’s confusing. I don’t know what his problems is.”

“Well, as I see it,” Ramon said, “you need to find a way to end this.” Michael nodded, stuck for what to say. Ramon continued, “You know my grandmother used to tell me whenever I had a problem with someone. She’d say, ‘You can catch more flies with honey than with vinegar (醋).’”

Looking puzzled, Michael asked, “What does that mean?”

“It means kindness may be more effective than anger,” Ramon explained.

“Can you just tell Frank to stop picking on me?” Michael suggested.

“That’s vinegar,” Ramon laughed as he walked away. “Try honey instead.”

Ramon’s words left Michael thinking.

The next school day brought Michael’s usual pain. There stood Frank, and Michael knew it would be just seconds before he had to face him in the middle of the hall. Frank came nearer.

Then, suddenly, the unexpected happened.

Michael bent down and quickly picked up Frank’s books on the floor.

6 . On a freezing cold day last winter, I rushed to the local market for a few items, deciding not to use a cart (推车). As I approached the checkout area with my hands full, it was clear that the self-checkout tills (收银机) had momentarily stopped working. Three cashiers faced long lines, and chaos _________ with shoppers and carts full of groceries.

Like most, I surveyed the checkout lines, _________ choosing what seemed the fastest. However, my choice turned out to be the slowest, and _________ spread through the line. A middle-aged man murmured, _________ a chain reaction of complaints about the slow pace. The negativity spread, with one person _________ they would never shop there again.

_________ by the negativity, I turned my attention to the stressed cashier. The crowd’s displeasure didn’t _________ her work; instead, her stress increased, leading to mistakes and the need for a supervisor (主管). As my turn approached, I _________the cashier’s discomfort, trembling and sweating _________ the cold store.

In a(n) ____________ tone, I said, “Some days are quite the adventure, aren’t they?” The cashier, relieved to see a(n)____________ face, met my eyes and smiled. I encouraged her, saying impatience affected everyone, and I was in no rush.

The cashier thanked me for my patience, ____________ she was a new employee still in training. We ____________ a laugh, and at that moment, strangers became friends.

Leaving the store, I felt ____________ for the experience, unlike the dissatisfied shoppers. It dawned on me that sometimes mistakes happen in our life, but through understanding, we can mostly solve these problems, which requires ____________ learning. We are all, and always will be, in training when it comes to this great quality.

7 . When my father was a teenager, he had been declared a genius by his art teacher. He ______ to become an art major and had some ______ of his paintings. But when my mother got ill, his creative life came to an end.

I remembered my father’s ______ for art. One day, I asked whether he was interested in drawing a cartoon. My father was not much of a ______. When learning to drive, I had asked if it was more important to ______ the cars ahead or those behind. “Both.” Then he was ______ for the next three miles.

He gave no ______ answer to my query (询问). I asked again the following day. Still no real ______. I ultimately ______ the idea. I understood he had enough on his plate already. But a week later, I received an email from my father — with a(n) ______. I downloaded the file and there was the cartoon I had asked him to draw!

We began to draw cartoons. The process of creating gave him ______. As he built his art muscles back up, his teenage self’s enthusiasm ______.

It never ______ me that he could talk so much that I had to pretend I was getting a call to ______ his excitement. He is now painting and drawing. If he were to ask me whether I was prouder of the cartoon or of him turning his life around, I would say, “______.”

I stood there listening to the angry words of my father. He gathered us all together and had the look on his face that told us that one of us had done something wrong. “Which one of you did this?” he asked in a sharp voice.

We all stared down at the floor covered with the art of a child’s handwriting in chalk. I stood there, trembling on the inside and had hoped that no one else could see it. Scared, the only words that came from my mouth were, “Not me, Dad.”

The others denied it as well. Of course, we knew that one of us must have done it. But I, being the youngest and smallest of the three, just couldn’t find the courage to tell the truth. It wasn’t that I was a bad kid. Lying was not normal for me. But the look on my dad’s face that evening sent a chill (寒冷) up and down my spine (脊柱) and somehow I couldn’t bring myself to tell him.

He had a way about himself when I was a child that made me afraid of him. But I loved him for it too, because it gave me my boundaries of what I could and could not do. I wanted to please him, of course. Maybe that’s why I held back the truth that day. I was afraid of displeasing the one man I looked up to.

Without saying a word, he disappeared for a few minutes and came back with a piece of paper and a pencil. “I want each of you to write exactly what you see on the step,” Dad said.

I was not a stupid kid and when my turn came, I purposely wrote the words differently. So when my dad compared the handwriting, he still couldn’t tell which one of us did it. Angrier, he stood a step above us and looked down at his three small kids. “I’m going to give you one more chance,” said Dad. “If none of you admit, you all will get a spanking (打屁股).”

“I did it.” someone said and I was pretty sure it wasn’t me.

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We didn’t talk about that day for many years until we were all older.

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9 . Fashion always influences people. Isabella Springmuhl Tejada from Guatemala, one of the first professional fashion designers with Down syndrome (唐氏综合征), is proving that fashion goes beyond normal limits.

Tejada who discovered her hobby in childhood said, “I think that fashion design is in my blood.” After all, her grandmother had a studio where she produced Guatemalan-style clothing.And, when she was young, Tejada’s mother gave her fashion magazines to read. Tejada spent hours of her childhood reading the magazines and designing paper dresses for her dolls. By the time she reached high school, Tejada had decided to enter the world.

After being refused by several fashion schools because of her Down syndrome, Tejada found her own path. She signed up for a clothing-making course, where she began to make clothing for “worry dolls”, finger-sized traditional Guatemalan dolls. And she created life-sized dolls and dressed them in the colorful clothes that she’s now famous for. This design experience greatly helped Tejada. She fell in love with traditional Guatemalan patterns and colors. She explained, “I’m lucky to work with traditional cloth, inspired by our culture and representing our country.”

Tejada also pioneered fashion design for people with Down syndrome. She said, “It is difficult for people like me to find suitable clothes. We can be shorter or weaker. That’s why I decided to design clothes that would be perfect for people with Down syndrome.”

Tejada has created her brand, Down to Xjabelle. The new brand took off right away. It made it all the way to London Fashion Week. And the great designer has plans for the future as well. Tejada said, “I want people all over the world to know my designs and to know that people with Down syndrome can do what they set out to do. I want to be able to live on my own.”

10 . My father brought home a sailboat when I was ten, and almost each Sunday in summers we would go sailing. Dad was quite skilled in sailing, but not good at ________. As for me, I ________ both before twelve because of living close to Lake Ontario.

The last time Dad and I set sail together was really unforgettable. It was a perfect weekend after I graduated from university. I came home and ________ Dad to go sailing. Out we set soon on the ________ lake. Dad hadn’t sailed for years, but everything went well with the tiller（舵柄）in his hands. When we were in the middle of the lake, a strong wind came all of a sudden. The boat was hit ________. Dad was always at his best in any ________, but at this moment he ________.

“John! ________!” he shouted in a trembling voice, with the tiller still in his hands.

In my memory he could fix any ________. He was the one I always ________ for strength and security.

Before I could respond, a wave of water got into the boat. I rushed to the tiller ________ it was too late. Another huge wall of water ________ the boat in a minute. We were thrown into the water, and Dad was struggling aimlessly. At that moment, I felt fiercely ________ of him.

I swam to Dad quickly and assisted him in climbing onto the hull（船壳）of the boat. Upon sitting on the hull, Dad was a little awkward about his flash of ________. “It’s all right, Dad. We are safe now,” I comforted him.

That was the first time Dad had counted on me in a moment of emergency. More importantly, I found it was my turn to start ________ for my father.