3 . This is a story about Yesenia Diosdado, a girl of 11, who helped _________ of a car accident using sign languages.

On a cold afternoon in January 2015, Yesenia Diosdado, _________ a school bus in Lenexa, Kansas, near the apartment building where she lives with her family. When the bus pulled away, Yesenia saw police and emergency workers _________ victims of a three-car accident that had occurred at a busy crossing nearby. Yesenia joined a small crowd of _________ across the street.

She noticed that an injured woman was trying to _________ with an emergency worker using sign language, _________ he couldn’t understand her. “I heard him ask for an interpreter,” Yesenia says.

She ran over to the emergency worker to help — her mother, a former sign language interpreter, had taught her how to _________.

“Thank goodness. I didn’t know what to do and she said, ‘I sign. Can I help?’” says captain Chris Winger.

Yesenia was able to tell that the _________ neck was injured and tell them the name of the local _________ she preferred. “She looked really hurt,” says Yesenia. “I’m __________ that I got to do something to help.”

When her mother, Suen-Mittsore, 36, heard about Yesenia’s heroics, she wasn’t __________. “It’s in her nature to help.” says Susan. “But I was impressed that she, just a child of 11, __________ the seriousness of the situation and took immediate action. Most __________ wouldn’t have done that.”

A few weeks later, paramedics __________ Yesenia with a gold coin and a certificate of appreciation at her elementary school.

“My mom always says that you never know__________ sign languages might come in handy,” says Yesenia, “That day, it did.”

4 . On an ordinary day, Debbie’s doorbell rang suddenly. Sixteen-year-old-Amy from next door was there—“help, my brother Dylan is bleeding,” she _________.

Debbie and her sister Ellen _________ to their house to find eight-year-old-Dylan bleeding _________ from a huge cut in his arm. Debbie had recently taken a first aid _________ and knew what to do. “I knew I needed to _________ pressure to stop the bleeding. I _________ a towel from the bathroom and used it to press on the _________.” she said.

Dylan was crying and _________ so Debbie told him not to panic while pressing on the towel to stop the blood _________. She told Ellen to call for an ambulance since she knew the cut would need medical treatment. Just as the ambulance __________, Dylan’s mum came home. She was deeply shocked but __________ held his arm, then the two of them travelled to the hospital together in the ambulance without __________.

A few weeks later the cut __________ and Dylan went back home. “His mother thanked Debbie and Ellen the day after the __________. I’m so happy that I learned first aid,” Debbie said. “I __________ thought I’d need to use my first aid skills so soon, but I’m very glad I knew what to do.”

6 . “Fire! Fire!” What terrible words to hear when one wakes up in a strange house in the middle of the night! It was a large, old, wooden house and my room was on the top floor. I jumped out of bed, opened the door and stepped outside the house. It was full of thick smoke.

I began to run, but as I was still only half-awake, instead of going towards the stairs I went in the opposite direction. The smoke grew thicker and I could see fire all around. The floor became hot under my bare feet. I found an open door and ran into a room to get to the window. But before I could reach it, one of my feet caught in something soft and I fell down. The thing I had fallen over felt like a bundle of clothes, and I picked it up to protect my face from the smoke and heat. Just then the floor gave way under me and I crashed to the floor below with pieces of burning wood all around me.

I saw a doorway in fire, then I put the bundle over my face and ran. My feet burned me terrible, but I got through. As I reached the cold air outside, my bundle of clothes gave a thin cry, I nearly dropped it in my surprise. Then I was in a crowd gathered in the street. A woman in a night-dress and a borrowed man’s coat screamed as she saw me and came running madly. She was the Mayor’s wife, and I had saved her baby.

7 . The phone rang, but I was annoyed to answer it. Seeing the _________number, I supposed it was the endless_________ to sell me something I had absolutely no _________ in.

“Daddy.” It’s Alyce, my 12-year-old daughter. “Mommy was just in a car accident.” My heart _________ and then began pounding. A deep _________ came, “I’m all right, but Mommy...”

I sprinted(全速跑) a few blocks to what looked like a shoot (拍摄) for a _________ movie. Fire engines, police cars, and ambulances were randomly(随意地) parked in the street; helicopters(直升飞机) _________above. A bus was on the wrong side of the road. In front of it were the _________ remains of Susan’s car. Susan was _________ under the dashboard (仪表盘). It__________ she had broken nearly every bone, and she spent three months in the __________.

Two years later, we were attending an event in __________ of Martin Luther King when Alyce took a __________ look at a woman, rushed to and returned with her. She told us she lived in the building by where the __________ had happened. That night, she rushed to the street, still in her bathrobe and saw Alyce standing by the wrecked car, __________. She approached her, hugged her and took Alyce’s hand to her chest, saying, “Let’s pray together.” Alyce’s phone was out of __________ inside the car. So the woman lent Alyce her phone.

When saying goodbye, we realized we hadn’t been formally __________, so I told her my name was Douglas. She paused, __________ she hadn’t heard me. So I __________. She looked at us and said, “Wait, your name is Susan?” Susan __________. The woman put her hand over her heart, saying, “My name is Susan Douglas.”

8 . It was late, about 10:15 p.m., when Janice Esposito arrived at the Bellport, New York, train station. She jumped into her car, and began the 20-minute drive home. Having traveled the route so many times, she practically drove on autopilot. But suddenly, out of nowhere, a car crashed into Esposito’s minivan, pushing her backward onto the railroad tracks. She sat in the minivan, totally shocked by the impact and by the vehicle’s airbags.

As it happens, Pete DiPinto was getting ready for bed when he heard the high-pitched noise of the crash. A volunteer firefighter and retired teacher, DiPinto, never stopped to think. He ran out the door, still clad in his pyjamas.

The first car he came upon, 2, 000 feet from his front yard, was the one that had hit Esposito. Once DiPinto concluded the driver was OK, he looked around and spotted Esposito’s minivan lying on the railroad tracks. And then he heard an unpleasant sound: the bells signaling an oncoming train.

“The gates were starting to come down,” he told Newsday. “I see the headlight of the train.” DiPinto sprinted to Esposito’s minivan and banged on the driver’s side window. She just looked at him, her eyes unfocused. “I don’t know where I am,” she said. She seemed unhurt.

“You’re on the railroad tracks,” DiPinto shouted. “We have to get you off right now!” He pulled the handle, but the door was smashed in and jammed shut. The heavy train, traveling at 65 miles per hour, was running toward them. DiPinto ran to the passenger side and threw open the door. He grabbed Esposito’s arms, and managed to pull her out across the passenger seat. Within six seconds, the train plowed into the minivan. “It was like a Hollywood movie,” DiPinto told reporters the next day.

But this one had a twist. “Last night,” South Country Ambulance chief Greg Miglino told CBS New York, “the hero arrived in pajamas, not in a fire truck.”