A funny thing happened to Arthur when he was on the way to work one day. As he walked along Park Avenue near the First National Bank, he heard the sound of someone trying to start a car. He tried again and again but couldn’t get the car moving. Arthur turned and looked inside at the face of a young man who looked worried.

Arthur stopped and said, “It looks like you’ve got a problem.”

“I’m afraid so. I’m in a big hurry but I can’t start my car.”

“Is there something I can do to help?” Arthur asked. The young man looked at the two suitcases in the back seat and then said, “Thanks. If you’re sure it wouldn’t be too much trouble, you could help me get these suitcases into a taxi.”

“No trouble at all. I’d be glad to help.”

The young man got out and took one of the suitcases from the back seat. After placing it on the ground, he turned to get the other one. Just as Arthur picked up the first suitcase and started walking, he heard the long loud noise of an alarm.

It was from the bank. There had been a robbery (抢劫)!

Park Avenue had been quiet a moment before. Now the air was filled with the sound of the alarm and the shouts of people running from all directions. Cars stopped and the passengers joined the crowd in front of the bank. People asked each other, “What happened?” But everyone had a different answer.

Arthur still carrying the suitcase, turned to look at the bank and walked right into a young woman in front of him.

She looked at the suitcase and then at him. Arthur was surprised. “Why is she looking at me like that?” he thought. “The suitcase! She thinks I’m the bank thief!”

Arthur looked around at the crowd of people. He became frightened, and without another thought, he started to run.

As he was running, Arthur heard the young man shouting behind, “Stop! Stop!” _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

The taxi stopped in front of the police station. _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

2 . When I was in the seventh grade, I was a volunteer in a hospital. I spent most of the time there with Mr. Green. He never had any _______ and nobody seemed to care about his living _______.

I spent many days holding his hand, talking to him and _______ anything that needed to be done. He became my close friend, _______ he only responded with an occasional (偶尔的) squeeze (捏) of my _________.

I left for a week to visit my parents. And when I came back, Mr. Green was _______. I didn’t have the _______ to ask the nurses where he was. I was afraid that they might _______ me that he had died.

Several _______ later, I became a college student. One day, I noticed a familiar face at a gas station. When I ________ who it was, my eyes were filled with tears. He was ________. He was Mr. Green. With an uncertain look ________ his face, he replied “yes”. I ________ how I knew him, and that I had spent many hours talking with him in the hospital, his eyes were full of tears, and he gave me the warmest hug I had ever ________.

He began to tell me that ________ he lay there unconsciously (无意识地), he could hear me talking to him and could ________ me holding his hand all the time. He thought it was an angel (天使), not a person, who was there with him.

Mr. Green ________ believed that it was my voice and ________ that had kept him alive.

Although I haven’t ________ him after that, it fills my heart with ________ every day. I know that I made a difference between his life and death and more importantly, he made me an angel.