1 . Johan and his younger brother, Rahim, had an unforgettable fishing experience. They could not spend the evening _______ their schoolwork with their mother. They had to go out fishing. Their father, a fisherman, was feeling _______ . The brothers had to catch some fish so that their father could _______ them in the market the next morning to support the family.

That evening, Rahim decided to _______ the sea early. He knew that if he and Johan were to set off late, they might not be able to find a good _______ at sea to catch plenty of fish. Rahim urged Johan to hurry and instructed him to _______ the fishing net onto their boat quickly.

While out at sea Rahim helped _______ the boat when Johan cast the net into the waters. Although it was _______ work, they were glad to be able to help their sick father. While waiting to pull the net in, the brothers took out their _______ from their bags to revise. It was not easy as they could not see clearly under the dim light from the oil lamp. Suddenly, their boat ________ hard from left to right. Rahim gasped(喘气)and held his brother’s arm ________ . Although he was ________ , Johan remained calm. He went to the ________ of their boat to take a look. He saw the net shaking.

Excited about the ________ , Johan decided to pull in the net. To his surprise, there were no fishes. Upon taking a ________ look, Johan found that the net had a huge ________ in it.

”A big fish must have damaged the net while trying to escape,“ Johan ________ seeing this.

________ , the brothers returned home. However, their parents were ________ that they had persevered(坚持)and put in their best ________ that night.

Being without work can be scary and overwhelming, especially when you have a family to support.

Patrick Hoagland is a 30-year-old dad of one who was suddenly laid off from his job at a metal recycling company. He was desperate to find another job and in this economy, that isn’t very easy. However, as a father, he couldn’t afford to be without work.

“I definitely had fear,” Hoagland admitted. “My wife and I, we don’t make a whole lot of money individually. Once I lost my job, everything was put on her.” So a month after being laid off, he decided to stand on a busy roadside of a Phoenix highway and simply hand out copies of his resume!

Before figuring out his unconventional strategy, Patrick had tried to apply to many jobs, both online and in person. The lack of response eventually led to his idea. “I wasn’t getting any responses,“ he said.” I was getting frustrated. It popped into my head, stand on a corner and hold a sign and hand out resumes. At first I laughed about it... but I kept thinking about it. I figured, why not?! There are millions of people in Phoenix driving around; someone might give me a job offer.”

For three days, for a few hours each day, Patrick handed his resume out to strangers. He also held a sign which read “Please take a resume. Laid-off. Looking for a job.”

During one of these sessions, a woman named Melissa DiGianfilippo, owner of Serendipity Consulting, passed by. She was driving down Camel back Rd in Phx near her office and saw this guy on the side of the road with a smile in 110-degree heat, with a sign asking people to take his resume. She was impressed with Patrick because it was 110℃ outside and what she saw was really unexpected.

Melissa noticed how much creativity this move took, so she grabbed a copy of his resume and decided to post it on social media.

Patrick is thankful to everyone who has helped him get his dream job.

“Why are we bringing groceries for Mrs. Killinger?” Bobby asked his mother, Anna, as they walked back from the supermarket with a few extra bags for their elderly neighbor. He enjoyed helping his mother with these tasks, but they had never bought anything for any neighbor before.

“Honey, Mrs. Killinger is now having trouble walking around, so I offered to bring some things from the market,” Anna explained as they climbed up the wooden steps to Mrs. Killinger’s house and rang the doorbell.

“Ok, but she could get a wheelchair and move around,” the boy commented as if it was the most straightforward solution in the world.

“You know, Bobby. Mrs. Killinger doesn’t have the money to buy one right now.

They can get expensive.”   Anna explained, and Bobby pursed his lips in thought.

Mrs.Killinger answered the door, smiled, and invited them for some coffee and cookies. Bobby noticed how slowly she moved, and an idea formed in his mind. He told the older woman and his mother all about it, and they grinned at him indulgently (宽容地笑).Neither of them thought Bobby would do it.

That’s why Anna was surprised the following day when Bobby had made several ads. “Mom, can you add your phone number here, so people can call me with work?”

“Oh, honey. This is very sweet. But I don’t know if it’ll be enough to raise the money she needs to buy a wheelchair,” Anna explained. She loved that her son had such a big heart, but he didn’t want him to be heartbroken if no one called or he couldn’t raise the money.

“Well，at least，I can say that I tried to help，” Bobby chirped (欢快地说)with his bright smile and eager eyes. Anna nodded and added her phone number to the ads. In his ad, Bobby offered his “services” which included helping with shopping, mowing lawns, keeping company, and walking dogs. He also left the price of his services, which made Anna smile. He honestly just wanted to help.

Anna helped him put up the ads around the neighborhood.

Two weeks later, Bobby still hadn’t raise the amount of money he wanted.

5 . In my childhood, my family struggled to make ends meet. With three children to feed,my father worked as a janitor(看门人) and farmed our small field until dark. Despite our________difficulties, my parents always did their best to________for us.

One day, Mrs.Harper,   my headteacher, brought a box of toys to school to give to ________children. Everyone was________to contribute some of their own toys, but I hardly had any toys of my own. Glued to the toys in the box, my________got wide with excitement. Mrs. Harper________my expression and allowed me to choose two toys for myself. I was so________feeling like the luckiest girl in the world.

Upon my arrival at home, I couldn’t wait to________them to my mother. But she gently explained that I couldn’t________the toys because there were many other children who were less________than us. Although I was________, I was proud to________them to the box because they were for those who needed them more.

Despite our financial struggles, my mother taught me to see myself ________and make me believe that we were rich in________. My mother’s________has remained a constant source of inspiration,reminding me of the importance of empathy(同感能力),generosity，and sympathy.

As far back as I can remember, the large pickle (泡菜) jar sat on the floor beside the dresser in my parents’ bedroom. When he got ready for bed, Dad would empty his pocket and toss his coins into the jar. As a small boy I was always fascinated at the sounds the coins made as they were dropped into the jar. They landed with a merry jingle to a dull thud (沉闷声) as the jar was filled. I used to kneel down on the floor in. front of the jar and admire the copper and silver circles that shone like a pirate’s treasure when the sun poured through the bedroom window.

When the jar was filled, Dad would take it to the bank. Stacked neatly in a small cardboard box, the coins were placed between Dad and me on the seat of his old truck. Each and every time, Dad would look at me hopefully. “Those coins are going to keep you put of the textile mill, son. You are going to do better than me. ” Also, each and every time, as he slid the box of rolled coins across the counter at the bank towards the cashier, he would grin proudly. “These are for my son’s college fund; He’ll never work at the mill all his life like me.”

We would always celebrate each deposit by stopping for an ice-cream cone. I always got chocolate. Dad always got vanilla. When the clerk at the ice-cream parlor handed Dad his change, he would show me the few coins nestled in his palm. “When we get home, we’ll start filling the jar again.”

He always let me drop the first coins into the empty jar. As they rattled around with a brief, happy jingle, we grinned at each other. “You’ll get to college on pennies, nickels, dimes and quarters,” he said. “But you’ll get there. I’ll see to that.”

Years later, I finished college, landed a job in a big city, met my wonderful wife Susan and had our daughter Jessica.

Once, when we visited my parents, I led Susan into the bedroom.

Looking at the jar with the shining coins,   Susan’s eyes were misted with tears.

Charlie was a rich boy who had more toys than you could imagine. His family had a lot of money, and whenever he liked something, they would buy it for him. In reality, then, he had no idea what things cost, and wouldn’t bother to take care of what he had. Nor did he realize how difficult it was for other children to get toys like the ones he had.

A time came, though, when he was so used to all his toys that he began to want something different. One of his uncles found a fine horse and he gave it to Charlie, as something unusual. Charlie was very excited at having a horse. He learned to ride, and was constantly on his horse, going here and there. However, he treated the horse just as badly as he treated all his other toys, and it soon started looking sick. For the first time in his life Charlie became truly worried. He loved the horse, and the fact that his family had offered to buy him a new one meant nothing to him.

One day, while in the countryside, he saw a little girl with a horse. The girl looked very poor, but the horse seemed happy and looked great. Wondering how she had managed this, Charlie secretly followed them, watching everything they did. First he followed them through the forest, where he saw that she never used the stick and never hit the horse. This was the opposite of what Charlie had done to his horse. Then they came to the stable (马厩), and as soon as they arrived the girl fed and watered the horse. Then she carefully cleaned it. Charlie was surprised. He’d never done any of those things for his horse. He saw that the girl spent a lot of time giving care and attention to her horse, and that she did it all on her own. This had never entered Charlie’s mind; he had always been too busy playing and having fun to look after the horse.

Charlie wanted to change and become like the girl.

As a result, Charlie gave up constantly asking for new toys.