Aron Ralston will forever be known as the guy who cut his handoff to escape an accident that left him stuck between two huge rocks.

Ralston was_________in Blue John Canyon in Utah alone. As he came down a canyon, a rock became loose and_________his hand. No one knew he was there, and he only had a little bit of water and a little bit of food. It was up to him to_________himself. He decided to self-amputate (截肢) in order to save himself after_________for three days. But after two days of trying_________methods, he nearly gave up.

That is until an idea came to him on day six: he could_________apart of his own arm. After an hour of work with a cheap multitool (多刃刀具), he made a successful_________and had to get back to his vehicle, going down a 65-footwall with one hand.

He was _________discovered by a European family on a_________out, and six hours after his self-amputation, he was rescued by authorities. He was found just in time: Ralston was on the brink (边缘) of__________from blood loss. He survives today, still taking outdoor expeditions and climbing__________when not giving speeches or having movies made about his incredible __________

Born on Oct. 27, 1975, Ralston grew up in Ohio before his family__________to Colorado in 1987. After working for several years, he decided that working in a company wasn’t__________for him and quit this job to__________more time to mountaineering.

5 . Curtis retired from the police force, but he never stopped being a true hero.

He was sitting in a car in the Chick-Fil-A drive-thru (汽车餐厅). Suddenly, he saw ________pouring out of the truck in front of him. Without thinking twice, Curtis leapt from the ________ and ran to help.

Inside the restaurant, employees saw Curtis pull out the terrified ________ John, mere seconds before the truck exploded.

When Chick-Fil-A owner David ________ the restaurant’s security footage (录像), he saw the full extent of Curtis’ ________ actions. Not only did Curtis pull John from the truck, but he also helped direct ________ customers and staff members once firefighters arrived. Hoping to thank Curtis in person, David________ a call for help on social media to ________ the hero.

After Curtis was found, David ________ invited him to come to Chick-Fil-A for a meal with the driver he ________ . They all celebrated Curtis being in the right________ at the right time to save at least one life! John and his family are incredibly grateful that Curtis was so ________ to help, and Curtis said he was just pleased no one was ________.

“As far as he is safe, that’s all that ________,” said Curtis.

Once a first responder, always a first responder! Curtis still has those cop instincts (本能), and we’re glad he happened to be there to put them to good ________.

It’s the Saturday, 1:00 am, and Stormy, my dog, and I were going on a pre-dawn bird-watching adventure. The weatherman predicted fog, but as we hit the road, it’s clear. Along our journey, I stopped at a petrol station, ensuring Stormy was safely locked in the truck.

“Stormy, hang tight,” I whispered, stepping out into the night air.

Back on the highway, as we were near the marshlands, a heavy fog began to swallow everything. At a sharp bend, my truck hit soft ground, and I lost control. “Oh, no!” Panic set in as the vehicle slid off the road with a bang, falling down a steep bank and into the water.

In the strange silence that followed, I was floating inside the car, gently carried downstream by the canal. “Come on, door,” I said, switching uselessly at the handle. It won’t move; the electrical system had shorted out due to the water. “I’ve got a glass breaker,” I reminded myself, reaching for the tool in the center part.

With each failed attempt to break the window — the glass bouncing back at me — I felt a growing sense of urgency. Water moved over the floorboards, cooling my feet. “Stormy, stay calm,” I said, lying down to kick at the window with all my strength. But my efforts only met resistance.

As the water level rose threateningly close to the ceiling, fear clawed at my heart. In a last effort, I dived behind the seat for my toolbox. “Got to find something solid.” My hands brushed against the cold metal toolbox, then the fire extinguisher (灭火器). “This might work.”

“Here goes everything,” I thought, holding the extinguisher and hitting it against the window. The impact resounded through the car, but the glass holds firm. “Not yet,” I begged under my breath, as the extinguisher bounced harmlessly away.

The water kept rising, and so did my fear. A voice inside me screamed to give up, but another thought pierced through — Stormy. “For Stormy, I can’t quit.” Just then, I sensed a pause in the water’s rise.

An unspoken sound said, “You have more time. What will you do?”

“I’ll fight harder,” I promised aloud.

Exhausted, we caught the now flooded vehicle, waiting for daylight.