To celebrate the end of our exams, my friends and I went to a fast food restaurant. We1hamburgers and Coca Cola at the counter. When our2came, I started walking towards an empty table. By bad luck, my purse strap (带子) got3on a chair and the tray (托盘) that I was holding slipped4my hands and went flying in the air. The tray, and its contents,5on a man who was just about to6a bite of his sandwich. I stared, greatly7,as the drinks soaked (浸湿) his white shirt.
Then I8my eyes and prepared myself for his burst of9.Instead, he said “It's OK” to10me before he disappeared into the washroom.
Still shaky and unsure11to do next, my friends and I went to a table and sat there, trying our best to look12.A moment later, the man came out of the washroom and13our table, my heart almost stopped
14.I thought he was going to ask for my father's15and call him.
To my surprise, he merely smiled at us, handed us some cash and said,“16yourself new hamburgers. ”He then walked17without even finishing his food.
He could have made what was already an uncomfortable situation worse,18he chose a different way and gave us a reason to believe that there is still19in this world. I will never20his actions.
Double Trouble
When I was eight, I wanted a toy and needed $10 to buy it. But, as usual, I was broken. I decided to ask my 11-year-old sister, Kathleen, for a loan. I went to her room1her for the cash. Laughing, she agreed to2me the money, but added, “I will charge you 10 percent compound interest every 3until you pay me back.”
“Compound interest what's that?” I asked.
“Well, interest is what you call the4money borrowers have to pay back on a loan,” she explained. “Compound interest means that the interest payments get bigger and bigger the5you take to pay back the loan. To repay the loan, you will need to give me $11 after one month. If you wait two months to pay me back, your6will grow from $10 to $11. So I'll be charging you interest on $11. Then I will add that interest to the $11 you already owe me, for a 7of $12.10. That's what you'll owe after two months.”
“Sure. I get it,” I said. Though truthfully, I was getting 8
Kathleen lent me the money, and I bought the toy. My birthday came a month later, and my mom gave me $10.9that was just the amount I needed to buy another toy I wanted10I put off paying my sister for a month. After another month, I11about the loan.
Several months later, on Christmas morning, my sister and I each found a $02 bill in our stockings. I was just putting it into my pocket 12Kathleen tapped me on the shoulder.
“Sorry, kiddo. That's mine. I'm13on your debt.”
“Huh?” Then I remembered the loan. “Hey! How can it be that much? I 14borrowed $10.”
“True,” she said, “but interest has been compounding for eight months. Now you 15me $21.43.” She paused, then added. “You can pay me the $1.43.”
I 16to believe that a $10 loan could more than double so quickly. Much to my17my sister got her pencil and tablet and showed me exactly how it all added up.
My head18as I tried to keep track of Kathleen's 19 but this time, I got the basic idea of compound interest. I 20the hard way that borrowing money can be “double trouble” in no time.
I found out one time that doing a favor for someone could get you Into a lot of1.I was having a final test at the time2the test, the girl sitting next to me 3something, but I didn't understand. So I 4over her way and found out that she was trying to ask me 5 I had an extra pen. I 6to have one,so I took it out and put it on her desk.
Later, after the test papers had been 7the teacher asked me to stay in the room when all the other students 8As soon as we were alone, she began to talk to me about what it meant to 9up.She talked about how important it was to be 10for my own acts. For a long time, she talked about 11and emphasized(强调)the fact that when people do something dishonest,they are really cheating 12She made me promise that I would think 13 about all the things she had said,and then I could leave.I walked out of the room14why she had talked to me about all those things.
Later on,I found out that she thought I had15 in the nest.When I leaned over to talk to the girl,it looked as if I was16answers from her test paper.I tried to17about the pen,but it seemed very 18to her that I hadn't talked of anything about it the day she talked to me.19I tried to explain that I was just doing the girl a 20I am sure she continued to believe that I had cheated on the test.
It is a blue, cotton shirt. The shirt belonged to my1David. On his birthday before he left college, his mother bought him the shirt.2I gave him free use of my bike, he let me wear the shirt, occasionally.
We shared the shirt, and as days3, we shared more of our stories. David was in school by scholarships and grants (助学金). He4to keep his scholarships, because without even one of them, he would have to5and back on the farm. And in David's home, there was always only enough money to6the expense. His father died when he was twelve.
7, David also talked about his father Usually it was late at night, in the dorm just before bed, and the 8always ended with tears that flowed from a river of memories and9: memories of a father suffering from 10when his son was just a teenager, longings for opportunities to cure his father's disease missed, because disease does not understand about the11between father and son. Nor do(es).12care.
Time passed and we had to say13to each other. After lots of hugging, and words of thanks, we eventually 14. It was on my15trip upstairs to our dorm that I saw a package on my bed. I16the wrapping paper. It was the blue cotton shirt in a box with a card17to it, reading: Thomas, I can't thank you enough for your 18. This has been tough years and you have been19a friend. Thank you for listening. Thanks for everything. -- David
I put aside the note, with20tears dropping on the shirt, I still have the shirt today, though it has faded and wrinkled with age.
It was raining outside and I was preparing my breakfast at home. 1, a bottle of orange juice slid (滑) from my hand and fell to the floor. Glass and juice 2 everywhere. I looked at the 3. Then my eyes were filled with tears. They came from a(n) 4 acceptance that “Today is just not my day”.
It was a bad day for me 5 things had to be done. I drove into town. In the few minutes it took to the bank, I made a 6. Though I had a bad day, I would be 7 not to pass it to anyone else. I would be happy and 8.
Standing in line, I was silently talking to myself. For the 9 time that day my eyes were filled with tears as I 10 how disconnected (隔离的) I felt from others. Then a 11 drew my attention. “Young lady,” she was saying.
I 12 and saw the bank teller, an old lady with a gentle smile. Her eyes showed 13 as she softly said, “I don't 14 what is happening inside of you, but please believe me when I tell you that everything will be okay.”
And then she did something quite 15. My hands were resting on the counter and she placed her hands 16 on top of mine. The 17 was quick but electric. And in that moment my world changed.
In the moment of her touch my self-doubt 18. I found understanding and acceptance. I knew that 19 was being passed through the heart of this old lady directly into my heart. Then I 20.
As she walked round the large shop, Edith realized how difficult it was to choose a suitable Christmas 1for her father.
She 2that he were as easy to please as her mother, who was 3satisfied with perfume(香水). 4, shopping at this time of the year was a most 5job. People 6on your feet, pushed you with their shoulders and almost 7 you over in their hurry in order to 8 something cheap ahead of you.
Partly to have a rest, Edith paused in front of a counter, where some beautiful ties were on 9. "They are 10silk," the shop assistant told her with a smile trying to 11her to buy one. But Edith knew from past 12that her choice of ties hardly ever pleased her father.
She moved on slowly and then, quite by chance, 13where a small crowd of men had gathered round a counter. She found some fine pipes on sale and the 14were very beautiful. Edith did not hesitate for long, although her father 15 smoked a pipe once in a while, she believed this was 16 to please him.
When she got home, with her small but 17present hidden in her handbag, it was time for supper and her parents were already 18table. Her mother was in great 19. "Your father has at last decided to stop smoking," she told her daughter happily. Edith was so 20that she could not say a single word.
Harper, a third- grade teacher in Southwest Washington D.C, was named the city's teacher of the year and is one of four finalists(决赛选手)in the national1. No teacher in D.C. has ever won the national2since 2005.
"When I got the call I was so surprised. I was like, Wow, are you3?" said Harper, whose school4students who are mostly black and from low-income families. "But I'm5, being able to share my students' amazing stores. ''
Harper studied law in college but became interested in6After she graduated in 2012, she decided to teach for a public school7her father left the same school. Her father8dropped out of school, but teachers pulled him back in. Finally he9school and became a business owner.
"I can't imagine if someone had10my dad," Harper often said.
Like her father's11Harper believes every child has the possibility to learn at high levels and she pushes them to reach those12. Her goal is to build a classroom full of confident 8-years old who won't doubt their13.
Teaching is painstaking but Harper has no plans to14the classroom. She wants to develop her15skills, continue learning from other teachers and keep improving. Her16goal—maybe in 20 years —is to17more students as the country's education secretary(部长).18 ， her focus now is placed on the students she teaches each day.
"I want my students to know that I19them and I wish them to take an active part in the classroom" she said. "The more they know you care, the more likely they will be20."
A back injury drove Briton Rose Oliver to tai chi, which led her to her husband and then took both of them to China. Twenty years ago, Oliver's back injury 1 her childhood dream of becoming a ballet dancer. But the injury did 2 her to tai chi, a martial art 3 practiced in slow motion. Her initial hope was to improve her 4 , however, it turned out to bring her more. She later married her 5, Rey Nelson, who taught her how to play tai chi, and founded a school with him, 6 the martial art to more than 10,000 students over eight years.
In 2000, the couple moved to Shanghai. They taught 7 in universities and happily 8tai chi under various masters to enhance their skills in playing. After years of practice, Oliver found her occasional 9 had disappeared amazingly. But her greatest pain 10 when her husband died in 2003, leaving her alone to follow their 11 passion for tai chi. She thought of 12. But she finally determined to carry on to 13 her husband.
With the 14 of her tai chi "family" — the masters and students, Oliver spent her time outside tai chi teaching English as she did before and 15 cultural -exchange events. She founded the Double Dragon Alliance, which 16 Chinese kung fu masters to teach martial arts to westerners and organizes seminars and events for them to 17 Chinese massage, acupuncture, traditional medicine, and calligraphy.
Because of her 18 to cultural exchange, Oliver was given the Shanghai Magnolia Award, an award given to foreigners who have made 19 contributions to the city. And she has been officially 20 as a Member of the Order of the British Empire by Britain's Queen Elizabeth II— one of the highest honors to a citizen.
It was in four decades of nursing that I'd had such a terrible problem with a colleague. Rita seemed to look down upon me and I had no idea why. Every 1 I expressed had the opposite effect. Our relationship was so impossibly 2 that I didn't even pray about it.
It is eight years since I 3 from nursing, and certainly retired from ever thinking about that 4 coworker. A pandemic (流行病) had 5 us all like a ton of bricks and even my town of Huntington had sold out of protective masks. I 6 for a box of hospital-grade masks I had left over. Well, I didn't find the masks, 7 I found some old, unopened mail — a Christmas card — I'd 8 placed near some reference materials a year ago. That kind of thing is always a 9 to find, but the return address was Florida and I couldn't 10 who I knew there.
I opened the envelope and read the card in 11 —-it was from Rita. ''Please 12 me for being such a mean person. '' she wrote. A 13 of love and forgiveness washed over me. I'm not really a(n) 14 because of a problem with my hands, but there at 11:30 p.m., I typed out an emotional message 15 her that there was no cause for concern, no need for forgiveness 16 there is only love and gratitude for the mercy and miracles of God. In a matter of seconds, I 17 a text back. Rita was over the moon with 18. She said that this reconciliation(和解) and my physical healing had been her 19 prayer. That was 20, I thought, but then again with God nothing is really ever that unexpected, is it?
Washoe is a young chimpanzee. She is no 1 chimpanzee, though. Scientists are doing a research 2 her. They want to see how civilized (驯化) she can 3. Already she does many things a human being can do.
For example, she has been learning how to exchange 4 with people. The scientists are teaching her 5 language. When she wants to be picked 6, Washoe points up with one finger. She rubs her teeth with her finger 7 she wants to brush her teeth. This is done after every meal.
Washoe has also been 8 to think out and find answers to problems. Once she was put in a 9 with food hanging from the ceiling. It was too high to 10. After she considered the 11, she got a tall box to stand 12. The food was still too high to be reached. Washoe found a 13 pole. Then she climbed onto the 14, grasped the pole, and 15 down the food with the pole. Washoe16 like a human, too. The scientists keep her in a fully furnished house. After a hard 17 in the laboratory, she goes home. 18 she plays with her toys. She 19 enjoys watching television before going to bed. Scientists hope to20 more about people by studying our closest relative — chimpanzee.
"Hurry up, Chris," my dad said in a low voice. "He's going to get away. You need to 1him now." I was pointing my 2 at a duck. It was a(n)3 day for me. Shooting those ducks would make my father 4, but I just couldn't. My father 5 fishing and hunting ducks. I thought fishing was boring, 6 Dad hardly ever asked me to go with him. I had gone hunting with Dad before but 7 brought a gun, because I didn't own one, and his was too big for me. The gun was a present for my birthday. I'd been 8 almost every evening.
I 9 I could hit that duck, but I didn't want to. I had never 10 killing things, and I hated people who killed animals for no reason at all. I liked 11. I didn't want to hurt it.
I pointed the gun at the duck. He was trying hard to find food and had to keep a careful eye on his 12 at the same time, and now my dad asked me to kill him so we could have one nice 13. I hated myself for 14 pointing the gun at the duck, but I hated to 15 my father's feelings too.
"I... I can't tell which is the duck," I explained.
"Just try, Chris. I know you can do it," Dad 16 me.
"Thanks, Dad." I 17 to myself. "Your words just make it harder for me." My eyes filled with tears as my brain had made a (n)18— I wouldn't shoot the duck.
"You really don't want to shoot him, do you?" Dad quietly cut in on my 19. I was too choked (哽咽的) to say anything. 20, a nod was enough.
How I Failed My Oxford Interview
As soon as the words left my mouth I knew I'd1. "You think Jane Austen is... soft?" The man opposite me asked in disbelief. Then, he and his colleague took turns to2my claim, finishing each other's sentences as they stressed Austen's novels were, in fact, savage.
"I just mean..." I said in a3voice, trying to keep the tone light, "that she's not as biting as Virginia Woolf."
The two professors patted this idea around, too, like a couple of cats toying with a frightened bird—giving 4 examples of how Austen's work was, 5, more biting than Woolf's. With no more defensive action to take, I simply smiled and said, "Let's just agree to disagree, shall we?" And at that moment, my dreams of going to Oxford university6in a puff of smoke.
Part of my problem, in hindsight was a lack of confidence.7I was a straight A student and had prepared for the interview to the best of my ability, I wasn't a skilled debater. When faced with two experts who told me that I was wrong, instead of defending myself, I rolled over and accepted8.
To pass the interview, you need confidence, of course. You also need a9 passion for your subject, not just a keen interest. In other words, don't put comments on your personal statement that you don't have10for your in-person backup.
So, months later, I already knew the contents of my thin envelope when it appeared on my doormat. 11, I felt a pang of disappointment. I had wanted to go to Oxford since I was 13. I used to look up images of my favorite college with the same12of a bride-to-be browsing wedding dresses.
Ultimately, I didn't have what it took—but, looking back, that was13a bad thing. Instead of going to Oxford, I found a university that was a better fit for my interests. I loved my eclectic course, where I could write an essay comparing Jane Eyre to 50 Shades of Grey.
Failing my Oxford interview also provided a valuable life lesson. I'm now more confident in my opinions, more passionate when it comes to debate, and I try to back up my points with14evidence. What's more, I had never since ended a discussion by giving a 15smile and saying," let's just agree to disagree, shall we?"
A young boy is a devoted fan of the University of Tennessee, but he was 1 to not have a shirt to show the world his colors. So his teacher encouraged him to 2 his own. With pride and a smile, the boy drew his orange colors and the U of T logo on a piece of paper and 3 it to his orange shirt.
But after lunch, he came back to the teacher in very 4 spirits. "He came back to my room, put his head on the desk and was crying." He complained to her that people had approached his table, making fun of his 5 . His feelings were 6 hurt by some girls who themselves weren't even wearing college colors.
But after she shared the 7 in despair, the post went viral — getting 7,040 8 . UT's Interim President Randy Boyd got 9 of the story, and made a 10 of his own, which read: "I was 11 to learn of a young Florida school student's heart for the University of Tennessee, and I LOVED his 12 behind designing his own shirt. So many of us admire his love for UT and it's 13 to see everyone step up to send him some UT clothes! Everywhere UT." A few days later, a 14 came to his classroom: a care package from UT staff, addressed 15 to the young fan. The whole class was 16 at his gift — but none so much as him!
Then, the boy got an even bigger 17.
The UT store decided to use the boy's design to create an 18 UT shin with income going to STOMP Out Bullying, a national non-profit organization that is 19to stopping bullying of all forms.
Demand for the student's T-shirt was so high that it 20 the university's online shop that Saturday.
There is an interesting story about how Pablo Picasso, the famous Spanish artist, developed the ability to produce an amazing work in just minutes.
As the story goes, Picasso was walking through the market one day when a woman 1 him. She stopped the artist, pulled out a piece of paper and said, "Mr. Picasso, I am a fan of your works. Could you do a little 2 for me, please?"
Picasso smiled and 3 drew a small, but beautiful piece of art on the paper. Then, he 4 the paper back to the woman, saying, "That will be one million dollars." "But Mr. Picasso, it only 5 you 30 seconds to draw this little masterpiece," said the woman" My good lady, I spend 30 years 6 to draw that masterpiece in thirty seconds." said Picasso.
Picasso isn't the only 7 man who worked for decades to master his craft. His 8 is typical of many creative geniuses. Even people of considerable talent 9 produce amazing work before decades of 10. A recent study11 the ages of Nobel Prize winners, great inventors, and scientists. The researchers found that most groundbreaking work 12 during the late thirties — at least a full decade into any personal career. Even in the fields of science and maths, creative 13 is often made after more than ten years' work.
These findings 14 the work done by previous researchers as well. For example, a study 15 at Carnegie Mellon University by professor John Hayes found that out of 500 famous musical pieces, nearly all of them were created after ten years of the composer's career. In later studies, Hayes found similar 16 with poets and painters. He began 17 this period hard work and little fame as the "ten years of 18."
Whether you are a composer or a scientist, creativity is not a 19 you are born with or without. It is something that is discovered, honed (磨练), and improved 20 real work.
"One Person Can Make a Difference" is one of those sayings that we teach youngsters. It is to 1 them to do something kind or 2 another person.
As adults, do we really believe this? Or is it a lesson just for 3 people? I am writing to tell you that 4 "one person can". Because one day one person did an act of 5 that changed my life and the lives of millions more.
Almost 15 years ago while driving across town, I was listening to a 6 interview and heard a story of selflessness and 7 that was inspiring. A woman had 8 ten winter coats through the Thanksgiving weekend crowds to 9 them at the One Warm Coat drive. She knew the city had many 10 people and families in need and that her 11 could make a difference between 12 and comfort for ten people that winter.
She was only one person, yet it was her 13 that made me realize that there would always be a need for 14 coats and that more people would be able to donate if there were more drop-off
15. Now, nearly 15 years later, One Warm Coat has 16 the donation of over 4 million coats across the country. As the National Founder, my heart is full and 17, knowing that we make a real 18 in the lives of thousands.
So when you 19 to donate your time or give an item, perhaps you wonder "will it really 20 ?" I can tell you that it will!
Survival in the Andes
On October 13, 1972, a small plane flying to Chile accidentally crashed into a mountain in the Andes. How some of the passengers 1 to live is one of the greatest survival stories ever told.
The survivors2 inside the remains (残骸)of the plane, using seat covers for blankets, and waited for a 3that never came. Days turned into weeks. It was urgent to find a way to 4. Three of the passengers— Canessa, Parrado, and Vizintin—volunteered to journey through the mountains to search for help. The three men 5that they would survive and bring back help.
For part of the first day, they were glad to make some6. But as the land and weather changed, climbing became 7. After several days, they reached what they thought was the top. They had 8 this moment for days. On the other side of the top, they hoped, would be a valley leading down and out of the mountains. However, they saw the same snow-covered tops. All hope wasn't 9. Although they were still in the middle of the mountains, Parrado 10two low tops far away that didn't have snow. If they could get there, they would be out of the Andes.
Within the following days they walked toward the two low tops. Snow11 completely, and flowers were everywhere." This is the valley," Canessa said." This is the way12 ." Then things of humanity started to appear. By December 21, the extremely 13 men made it to the town of Los Maitenes, and a rescue team was sent immediately to 14 for the survivors who were still high in the Andes.
Finally all of the remaining survivors were15. Their terrible experience was over. They had made it out—alive.
Just Twenty Hours
It was freshman year of college. In world history class, my professor just dropped a bombshell. 30% of our final 1 would be based on an assignment that was going to take at least twenty hours to complete. The 2? Community service. The professor also said that what could happen in those twenty hours might surprise us.
Some students in my class 3. I wasn't particularly annoyed by the assignment, 4 I was trying to figure out how I would find the time. I was going to school only part-time because I was working full-time to pay for college. I5 shrugged (耸肩) my shoulders and thought "I'm just going to have to make it work."
After doing some research, I found an after-school tutoring program for kids in a former elementary school. I finished my 6, and a week later got a phone call saying that I had been7 with a fourth-grade boy named Steven.
He was small 8 his age, wore glasses and was a Harry Potter fan. He was a little 9 for the first few weeks, but it was obvious he was a bright boy. He didn't need a 10 as much as he needed a friend; it seemed that his classmates mostly ignored him.
We 11 twice a week for two hours, so it only took me five weeks to complete the 12 hours for my class. When I started, I only 13 to complete the required hours for my assignment. But when the hours were done, I realized how small a 14 it had been for me to tutor Steven. I still had enough time to do my schoolwork and my full-time job. But most importantly, I liked Steven. And I could tell that he had already grown 15 to me.
As the end of the school year approached, Steven started to get a little 16. I asked him why. He said, "Because when the school year is over, I won't see you anymore." I then realized that he had become so much more than just a kid I spent time with to complete a class requirement. He 17 me of my own little brother, whom I didn't see enough. It was time to 18 that.
I started going on weekly 19 with my brother, watching movies or having dinners... And sure enough, in less than a year we became much more than just brothers. We are best friends now. My professor was 20: a lot can happen in just twenty hours.
High school graduations are one of the most important moments in a teenager's life. However, heading into the 1 on June 6th, David was stopped at the door by a gatekeeper. So you can imagine how 2 David was. Although his sneakers were not extremely unacceptable, David learned they were in 3 of the school's dress code and he was 4 entry.
David was about to 5 his chance to walk across the stage with his classmate when he caught sight of a 6 face. Butler, a famous local educator, came to the graduation as a parent. Learning David's unpleasant situation, he 7 the young man back to the entry to see if he could 8 the gatekeeper's mind.
"I was hoping that she would let it go, but she9not letting this young man in, and I didn't have time to 10 with her, "Butler said. "I wasn't going to let him miss the most 11 moment in his life for anything. "Without missing a beat, Butler simply changed his 12 with David. Just as the 13 closed, David made it inside the hall. Eventually he 14 David from ruining his graduation day.
Although firstly 15 by the last-minute substitution, Butler's family were thrilled that his quick thinking turned a very 16 situation into a joyful celebration. "I wasn't 17 because Mr. Butler is always helpful, " a 18 parent of David's said.
It's said that a truly 19 man will give the shirt off his back to someone in need. Now it seems, the saying also 20 to the shoes off his feet.
When I was 16, I wrote a bucket list. This was a list of things that I wanted to do in my lifetime. One of the things on my bucket list was to do a ( n )1.
Two years ago I spent three months traveling around South America. We2so many places and it was a great experience. One of the most3things we saw was Iguassu Falls. The day after we visited the waterfalls we were4in a hotel in Brazil, having breakfast. My friend then suddenly5an ad on the wall saying " Skydive over Iguassu Falls today! " We looked at each other and decided it was time to do something6. Today would be the day that we would jump out of a7.
That afternoon we were picked up and taken to the Skydive Center. We put on our gear (装备) and we were given some8,After signing a few papers we were on our way to the plane! There were 14 of us in a very small space as we took off into the9. This is when my heart started to10very fast.
Suddenly we were 3,000 meters above the ground.11, I was tied to an instructor so I didn't have to12anything. He asked me if I was13to fall from the plane, but before I had time to14, I felt the wind rushing against my face as we fell to the ground at 200 kilometers an hour! Everything below me looked so small and my15was simply taken away.
After about 20 seconds of16, the parachute (降落伞) opened and everything17. We floated peacefully toward Earth, leaving the clouds behind us.
This was definitely one of the scariest but most18experiences of my life. The feeling of falling from so high is amazing. I would definitely do another skydive if I had the opportunity. I would also love to try other19sports such as bungee jumping (蹦极). I think that everyone should do something that 20them once in a while.
On July 20, Yu Yifei, a 26-year-old medical intern (实习生) at People's Hospital of Zhengzhou, made his way home in a subway train on Line 5 after his first day's training. When downpours struck the city, he 1 about a dozen people trapped in a flooded subway train as the rainfall in Zhengzhou reached a 2 of 201.9 millimeters between 4 pm and 5 pm.
Floodwaters 3 a barrier and entered the underground area. The train came to a sudden stop before the water began 4 in the carriages, trapping passengers inside. Thus Yu, 5 to leave and fearing for his life, made a 6 call to his father.
As water continued to flow into the carriages, passengers’ 7 rose. When subway workers arrived to withdraw them, Yu 8 to get out. As he made his way to safety, he heard a cry for help from someone needing a doctor. He quickly 9 the white medical coat given to him at the hospital 10 and returned to the platform to save him. On seeing him, a number of frightened people were greatly encouraged and their spirits 11. Some even applauded him.
As more passengers were pulled from the 12, Yu instructed others in the key steps to save a victim from drowning. He 13 CPR, or first aid, to those in low-temperature shock from the cold water and near death from drowning. One of the passengers, a female doctor, nearly died. After 14 consciousness and strength, she joined Yu in treating others. Yu was 15 and needed all his concentration to perform another CPR procedure.
That night on a subway station platform, he 16 an exhausting six hours giving CPR to passengers who 17 survived drowning. He also treated the injured. He 18 the subway station at about midnight, with the white coat spotted with blood and 19. Three hours later, he met his father. With tears in eyes, his father and people 20 smiled and gave him the thumbs-up.
