1 . It was a normal morning in March. Sondra Artis had just _______ the last student on her route.

As heading towards the school, Sondra noticed a burning smell. She _______ the bus window to see if it was fogging up from condensation（凝结）or if it was _______ . When a student asked her what was _______ , she did her best to hide her growing _______ .

Sondra pulled into a parking lot and turned to face the 20 students on _______ . She reminded them of the evacuation（疏散） _______ they once performed and directed them to leave through the doors.

“I told the kids that, ‘You know, we _______ at the beginning of the year, but this is going to be _______ , so I need you to be calm,’” said Sondra.

The students hurried to the ________ as smoke began to fill the bus. They were ________ , but Sondra remained calm. When they were out, she went back onto the bus to make sure everyone left ________ .

Seconds after they all ________ , the bus caught fire. Another bus came to the ________ to take the children away, and Sondra was left ________ that everything worked out okay.

The bus can be ________ , but human life cannot. The parents were incredibly ________ for her grace under fire. She's being considered as a ________ , and many of her students would like to see her ________ for her heroism.

“Sondra is a very good bus driver，”said a student. “She ________ a reward.”

One of my most memorable trips took place during the summer vacation about three years ago, when my sister, my aunt and I took a trip to Spain because we were moving. On the day of the trip, I lay in bed thinking about my friends whom I was going to leave behind and thoughts were flooding in.

When we arrived at the hire station, we seemed to have some problems with our luggage because it was too much for a taxi, so we had to book a van (厢式送货车) to take our luggage to the airport. We waited for a long period to find a perfect van that would fit our luggage.

Before leaving, I felt very bad because I was going to a different country and was going to miss all my friends and family. I was not comfortable and cried.

The journey was almost perfect at the beginning, but soon it began to rain. Because of the rain, the drivers could not see far away, which caused a huge traffic jam. I was sitting by the window with a can of Coke that I had bought in the store earlier. My aunt and sister fell asleep, and during this time. I felt bored and thought about other things that bothered me. My eyes turned to the mountain in front of us.

A bus suddenly appeared in the picture. It was very close to us. Cars sped past us without any speed limit. Beside me was a very deep lake: I wondered to myself what if something or someone fell inside it. Suddenly, a bus in front of our van stopped, and because it was raining heavily and the van was going fast, no one could see what was going to happen. Then, bang, we bumped into each other. Our van overturned, but luckily, it didn’t fall into the lake. People came to help us get out of the van because we were blocked and the driver was half-dead.

We struggled to get out of the van and everything we had was gone.

I was losing a lot of blood and then the emergency aid came.

Pam Bales planned a six-hour hike through New Hampshire^ Mount. On the dashboard （汽车仪表板） was a detailed plan ensuring she could return before the arrival of some forecasted bad weather. Different from former hike, though, this time, she had packed for almost every accident and intended to walk alone.

At about 8 a.m., she'd checked the weather forecast. Bales knew from experience that her hike was realistic. Besides, she had two emergency plans and extra layers of clothing to better protect her core temperature as conditions changed.

Bales felt excited as she walked up into snowy paths. She was wearing a fleece tank top （绒衣）and hiking pants, and no gloves or hat because the air was mild. Thirty minutes later, she climbed into colder air and deeper snows. She now was in a quarter-zip fleece top and gloves. At 10 a.m._? the weather was showing its teeth. Bales added more layers to resist cold winds and dense fog. Making her way across the snow-covered ridge, she noticed something: a single set of footprints made by a pair of sneakers. Not giving them much thought, she walked on.

By 11 a.m._? Bales was getting cold. She decided to return to her car. On her way down, she again spotted the sneaker tracks, which suddenly made a hard left-hand turn off the trail. Now she felt genuinely alarmed. She was sure the hiker lost his way in the low visibility. If Bales continued to follow the tracks, she'd add risk and time to her return. But she couldn't let this go. She turned to the left and called out, “Hello!" Nothing.

Bales followed the tracks, rounded a slight comer and saw a man sitting motionless. He wore tennis sneakers, shorts, a light jacket and fingerless gloves. His skin was pale and he had a glazed （呆滞的）look on his face. ^uOh₅ hello/⁵ Bales approached and said, "What's your name?” The man didn't react. Obviously, nothing was connecting for him and he was in really big trouble.

Bales stopped being a curious and concerned hiker, and began a full-on rescue mission.

Over the next hour, the man began to move and speak.

8 . There was a pretty strict system of segregation (种族隔离) in Atlanta. As a Negro child, I couldn’t go to the so-called white schools, any public _________, or a lunch counter to buy a hamburger in many of the stores downtown. I couldn’t _________ any of the theaters.

I had _________ hating not only segregation but the cruel acts that grew out of it. I had seen police brutality (残暴行为) _________ my own eyes. I can also remember the organization _________ as the Ku Klux Klan. It stood out white supremacy, and even used violence to _________ segregation and keep the Negro in their place. These things did _________ to my growing personality.

In my late childhood and early adolescence, two incidents happened that had a _________ effect on my development. One day my dad and I went to a store and took the front empty seats. Then a young white clerk came up and murmured politely: “I’ll be happy to _________ you if you’ll stand up and go to those seats in the back.” Dad immediately retorted, “There’s nothing wrong with these seats. We’re quite ____________ here.” “Sorry,” said the clerk, “but you’ll have to ____________.” “We’ll either buy shoes sitting here,” my father retorted, “____________ we won’t buy shoes at all.” So he led me out of the store. This was the first time I had seen Dad so furious. As we were walking down the street, he muttered: “I don’t care how long I have to live with this system. I will never accept it.”

I also remember riding with my dad another day when he ____________ drove past a stop sign. A policeman ____________ up to the car and said: “All right, boy, pull over and let me see your license.” My father instantly retorted: “Let me make it ____________ to you that you aren’t talking to a boy. If you persist in referring to me as a boy, I will be forced to act ____________ I don’t hear a word you are saying.” The policeman was so ____________ in hearing a Negro talk to him like that. He nervously wrote the ____________ and left the scene as quickly as possible.

The experiences ____________ to me at a very early age that my father hadn’t adjusted to the ____________, and he never has.