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    He was known everywhere as a great artist. People1 from miles around to admire his beautiful2 His name was Pygmalion，and he lived long，long3 in Athens，Greece.

    Pygmalion4 his art for many years. His desire 5excellence made him spend months6a single work of art. He would not stop7he felt it was perfect.8the years passed，his work became9 Pygmalion painted flowers which looked 10natural that people tried to11them. He painted fruits which looked so12that people wanted to eat them. Everyone13 looked at the pictures he had painted was14by their beauty.

    As the years passed it15only his pictures that made him famous，Pygmalion16 made perfect pieces of sculpture.He could take a plain piece of wood17stone and make it beautiful. He could make a rough stone as18as glass. He worked long and hard to make his statues as real as possible. Often visitors who came to see his work began talking to someone. They were surprised when that person didn't19They were even more surprised20they realized they were talking to a statue. It always gave Pygmalion pleasure when people were surprised this way.

    The passengers watched sympathetically as Susan made her way up the steps. Due to a medical misdiagnosis, she had been sightless, and she was1thrown into a world of darkness, anger and 2 And all she had to 3 was her husband, Mark, who was an Air Force officer.

    When she first lost her sight, he was 4to help his wife gain the strength and confidence. Soon，Susan felt ready to return to her job, but how would she get there since she used to take the bus? So Mark volunteered to5 her to work each day，6 they worked at opposite ends of the city.7 Mark wanted Susan herself to take the bus again.

    She responded, “I'm blind. I feel you're8 me.”

    Mark's heart 9 hearing these words, but he promised to ride the bus with her, until Susan got the hang of it. He taught her how to rely on her other 10 to determine where she was and how to adjust to her new 11.

    Finally, Susan was ready to 12 on her own. Monday 13 arrived, and for the first time they went their 14 ways. Each day on her own went perfectly.

    One morning, Susan was taking the bus to work as usual when the driver said：“Madam, I do envy you.”15 she asked the driver, “Why？”

    The driver answered, “Every morning for the past week, a gentleman has been watching you as you 16the bus and cross the street safely 17 you enter your office building. Then he blows you a kiss, gives you a 18 and walks away.”

    Tears of 19 poured down Susan's cheeks. She was so lucky, for Mark had given her gift more 20 than sight, a gift of love that can bring light where there is darkness.

    One day I overheard my mom talk about a family whose work schedules overlapped (重叠), leaving no one to watch their two children. Upon hearing their 1, I decided to help this 2 out by babysitting (当临时保姆). I finally continued with it due to the 3 I obtained. For example, on the first day, while we were playing outside, the neighborhood kids 4 playing on the swings. I 5 came up with the solution of rock-paper-scissors: the kids who 6 swung first. I 7 I had the ability to change a negative situation into an enjoyable 8 for the children. The two children 9 me how creativity can come from the 10 things, with imagination being the only tool needed. We turned plates into masks and the backyard into a medieval (中世纪的) castle. They also taught me things can't always be 11 and sometimes things can get messy but you can always clean a mess up. I 12 more about myself each of the four times a week I spent at the household than I could have 13.

    I continued babysitting throughout my high school 14 the bond I'd formed with the children and the 15 I'd felt I was making in their family. It was 16 to watch the kids 17 and learn from things I was able to instill (灌输)in them. After the swing argument, whenever a 18 needed a solution, the kids would do rock-paper-scissors. I'll never 19 the lifetime skills I obtained from the experience that has 20 me into the person I am today.

As a primary school student in New York City, Robert Lee would stare in 1 at his classmates throwing away half-eaten sandwiches after lunch, because his parents had 2 him and his elder brother not to 3 food. They said it was bad karma(作孽).

    While studying at New York University, Robert remembered this4 and joined Two Birds One Stone, a food-rescue club on campus that5, five days a week, uneaten pasta, vegetables, and other leftovers from the school 6to nearby homeless shelters.

When Robert and fellow club member Louisa Chen entered a college contest, they 7 a slightly8 idea for a food-rescue nonprofit group: Their program wouldn't have a 9minimum, would 10seven days a week, and its staff would 11volunteers.

Their idea12the competition. With the＄1,000 prize, they13Rescuing Leftover Cuisine (RLC) in July, 2013. In just the first few weeks, Robert's team delivered a donation of enough spaghetti and meatballs to14 20 people in line at a New Yorker City homeless shelter that had 15food.

Robert, who had taken a job as an analyst at J. P. Morgan, devoted his spare time to creating a network of New Yorker City restaurants that were16to donate food, and he enlisted(征募) volunteers to make food deliveries to homeless shelters. After RLC received national press17, homeless shelters and soup kitchens in many places reached out to Robert for18. Two years after being founded, RLC had already distributed more than 250,000 pounds of food.

    Only a year into his finance job, Robert gave up his six-figure salary to19RLC. “I compared work at J. P. Morgan with that at RLC, and the difference was great,” he says.

    “One shelter told us that our donations allow them to provide entire dinners for more than 300 people, three nights a week,” Robert says. “Things like that make me feel20that I quit my job.”

Geraniums of Love

    As the fifth of seven children, I went to the same public school as my three elder sisters and brother. Every year, my mother went to the same ceremony and had parent-child interviews（亲子交流会）with the same teachers. The only thing different was the child. And every child 1 an old

    Geraniums school tradition—the annual plant sale（拍卖会）held in early May, just in time for 2 Day.

    Third grade was the first time that I was allowed to take part in the plant sale. I wanted to surprise my mother. 3, I didn't have any money. I went to my eldest sister and 4 the secret, and she gave me some money. When I arrived at the plant sale, I carefully made my 5. I agonized（苦苦思索）over that decision, 6 each plant to ensure that I had indeed found the best geranium. The moment I had smuggled it home, with the help of my sister, I 7 it on the upstairs neighbor's porch. I was very afraid my mother would find it before Mother's Day, but my sister assured me that she wouldn't, and 8 she did not.

    When Mother's Day arrived, I was bursting with pride when I gave her that geranium. I remember how bright her eyes were, and how delighted she was with my 9.

    The year I was fifteen, my younger sister reached third grade. In early May, she came to me full of wonder and secrecy and told me that there was going to be a plant sale at school and she wanted to 10 our mother. Like my 11 sister did for me, I gave her some money and off she went. She arrived at home full of 12 excitement, the geranium hidden in a paper bag 13 her sweater. "I looked at every plant," she explained, "and I know I got the 14 one!"

    I helped my little 15 hide that geranium on the upstairs neighbor's porch, assuring that our mother wouldn't find it before Mother's Day. I was there when she gave my mother the geranium, and I watched them both bursting with pride and 16. It was like being in a dream I had already dreamed. My mother noticed me 17, and she gave me a soft secret smile. Shocked and puzzled, I 18 back. I had been wondering how my mother could 19 to be surprised at this gift from her sixth child. But as I watched her eyes light up with delight as she was 20 with that most precious gift, I knew she was not pretending.

    "None of us get out of life alive, so be brave and be thankful for all the opportunities (机会)you have." Those were 1 words said by 18-year-old Jake Bailey, a cancer patient.

    Bailey was in the leading position of the Students' Union. The young man had planned to2 at his high school's end-of-year ceremony (典礼)on schedule. 3, just the week before, he received shocking 4. After several weeks of not feeling well, tests showed that he had a fast-growing form of cancer. Doctors said, without 5, he would only have weeks to live, so they didn't 6 him to take part in the event. But Bailey put on his school uniform along with his 7 face and left his hospital bed to give the inspiring speech to his 8. Without doubt, his surprise appearance 9 everyone at the ceremony. Sitting in the wheelchair, he began to 10 his ideas. He expressed that a strong-willed person would not easily 11, no matter how hard life was.

    At the speech, Bailey encouraged his schoolmates to 12 their time. "The future is truly in our hands. 13 about having impractical long-term dreams. Let's be 14to short-term goals," He15. "We don't know where we might end up, or when we will end up, so work with pride on what is 16 us."

    When the senior 17 his speech with the school's 18, "Altiora Peto," which means "I fight for higher things", the entire room burst into cheers.19, Bailey's message was heard loud and clear. Bailey then closed his eyes and 20 the words "Thank you".

    Mr. West wanted to buy his wife a Christmas present, but he was always very 1, so he was never able to find time to go to the shops. At last, when it was the week 2Christmas, and the shops were very crowded, he decided that he could not 3 any longer. He worked in an office, and 4 had lunch in a restaurant, but one day he bought some sandwiches, ate them 5 and went out to a big shop near his 6during his lunch hour.

    The shop was full of women, who were also buying 7during their lunch hour. Mr. West stood 8at the edge of a crowd of 9 who were pushing forward to try to get to the people who were 10necklaces and earrings. He tried to move forwards slowly, taking his turn with the others, but more and more women were 11into the shop the whole time and pushing selfishly 12him. After half an hour, he was just as 13 from the people who were selling the necklaces as he had been when he came in, and his lunch hour was coming to 14, so he decided to change his 15of doing things: he put his head down, gave a sudden loud shout and started to 16 his way towards the 17 of the crowd as hard as he could. The women around him became very 18 when they saw what he was doing,  and began to scold(责备)him. "Why can't you behave like a 19?" they shouted.

    "Ladies," he answered them, "I have been behaving like a gentleman for the past half hour, and it has got me 20, so now I am starting to behave like a lady!"

    Anna Douglas was 72 years old when she started writing her newspaper column. She had been a school teacher before she retired (退休), but she needed to keep 1. She was even willing to work without pay. She then offered her 2 with a business that helped other businesses find jobs for old people. Every day she 3 other old folks like her. By talking with them, she 4 two things. Old people had abilities that were not 5. But old people also had some 6. She found a new purpose for herself then.

    Through the years, she 7 to write stories about people for national magazines. There was now a new 8: Old people like herself. She began to write a newspaper column called "Sixty Plus", which was about 9 old. She wrote about the problems of old people, especially their problems with being 10.

    Anna Douglas used her 11 ability to see the truth behind a problem. She understood 12 problems began. For example, one of her 13 said that his grandchildren 14 the houses as soon as he came to visit. Mrs Douglas 15 some ways for him to understand his grandchildren.

    "It's important to know 16 about your grandchildren's world," said Mrs Douglas. "That means questioning and listening, and 17 is not what old people do best. Say good things to them and about them," she continued. "Never try to 18 your grandchildren or other young people. Never 19 your opinion. Don't tell them what they should do. 20, they have been taught they should have respect for old people. The old should respect them as well."

    Our house was directly across the street from the entrance of a hospital in Baltimore. We rented the rooms upstairs to the patients at the clinic. One evening, there was a. 1 on the door. I opened it to see a man who was hardly  2 than my eight-year-old son. But the worse thing was his face, looking 3 awful. He told me he came for a treatment for his face that morning from the eastern shore, and there was no bus till morning so he'd been 4a room since noon but with no success, which he guessed was5 his terrible face. For a moment I hesitated, but his next words convinced me:"I could6 in this chair in the doorway. My bus leaves early in the morning. "I told him we would find him a 7.

    Later, from talking, I knew the man fished for a living to 8 his five children, and his 9 wife, who hopelessly couldn't walk or sit from a back injury. He didn't tell it by way of complaint. Instead, he was 10 that he still had strength to keep going. At 11, we put a camp cot（吊床）in my children's room for him. Next morning, just 12 he left, as if asking a great favor, he said, "Could I come back and 13 when seeing my doctor next time?"He added, "Your children made me feel at home. Grown-ups are bothered by the.14 of me, but they don't15 to. "

    16 his next trip he arrived a little after seven in the morning. He brought a big fish and the largest oysters I had ever seen. I 17 what time he had to get up in order to do this for us, knowing his bus left at 4:00 a. m.

    In the years he came to stay18 with us, there was never a time when he did not bring us vegetables from his garden. I knew our family would always be grateful to have known him: From him we19 how to accept the bad without complaint and the good with 20.

The world always makes way for the dreamer

    When I was nine years old, I lived in a small town. I found an ad for selling greeting cards in the back of a children's magazine. I thought to myself I could do this, so I begged my mother to let me send for the kit (卡片盒). Two weeks later when the kit arrived, I took the cards and ran out of the house. Three hours later, I returned home with no 1 and a pocket full of money. A 2 was born.

    When I was twelve years old, my father took me to 3 Zig Ziegler. I remember listening to Mr. Ziegler who raised everyone's 4 up to the ceiling. I left there feeling like I could do anything. I wanted to be a speaker just like Mr. Ziegler. Then a 5 was born. Recently, I began pursuing my dream of 6 others.

    After working for many years in the company, I decided to 7 my secure position after attending a sales meeting. The vice-president of our company made a speech that 8 my life. He asked us, “9 an angel could realize your three wishes, what would they be?” After giving us a moment to 10 the three wishes, he then asked us, “Why do you need an angel?”  I would 11 forget the encouragement it gave me at that moment. I 12 that I didn't need an angel's help to become a great speaker.

    Having made that decision, I was immediately 13. My husband was laid off from his job just one week after I 14 my job. We had recently bought a new house and needed both  15 to pay the monthly mortgage (按揭贷款).  I even planned to turn back to my 16 company, knowing they wanted me to stay but I was 17 that if I went back, I would never leave. I decided I still wanted to 18 forward rather than end up with a mouth full of “if onlys” later on. A motivational speaker was born.

    When I firmly 19 my dream, the miracles really began to happen. In a short period my husband found a better job. And I was able to get a lot of 20 engagements. I discovered the unbelievable power of dreams.

    Beethoven is one of the greatest composers in the history of music. In his twenties, he lost his hearing. But he didn't give up.1by his struggles with deafness, he produced hundreds of musical works.

    At 54 years of age, he lived at a small house in Vienna,2he completed his last work, Symphony No 9. Before the performance, Beethoven nervously imagined how people would 3. The backstage atmosphere at the theatre was tense. During the performance, Michael Umlauf and Beethoven took 4of the concert as directors together. For more than an hour, Beethoven jumped about in front of the orchestra, 5 his arms wildly in the air, and madly turning the pages of his score while Umlauf stood quietly by his side, skillfully guiding the orchestra. As the final joyous note signaled the end of the symphony, the audience 6 to their feet clapping, cheering and waving their hats. The performance was a great 7.

    Beethoven was surprised at the audiences response. 8shocked the audience as well was that the person who didn't hear the symphony was the very man who composed it! Beethoven is a real musical genius.

Atdhe Trepca had long been interested in film-making, 1 he did an internship (实习) at Warner Bros. Studio where he 2 experts in the field. There was a French documentary (记录片) which actually 3 his latest project. "I thought it'd be really 4 to start conversations with strangers like the documentary by asking them the 5 question: Are you happy?" Trepca says.

He started his journey to 6 his conversations with strangers in February 2019. "I brought with me lots of 7 about every person I 8 he says, "And now I realize that this question really serves as a 9 to the soul (灵魂). Because when you approach a stranger with that question, all their 10stories come to the forefront and they start 11 something that they've done. One of the purposes of making these videos is to give people a chance to 12 themselves."

Although these videos seem to show stories worthy of 13 that they receive on social media, Trepca believes that everyone's story is also worthy of the same respect. "My videos are 14 endless, because I truly believe that everyone has a story." Besides, he finds that the happiest people haven't had the most15lives. "Even if we are faced with difficult times, we can hold a positive attitude to our lives," Trepca says.

Night fell. Loug Falter returned home, teary-eyed and1. The 33-year-old professional photographer had just run from one end of Hawaii's Waimea Bay to the other, scanning the water2his "baby", a custom-made blue surfboard.

When back home, Falter took his search on line. "Was surfing tonight and 3my baby," he wrote on Facebook. He hoped it would wash ashore in the coming days and that whoever4it would have also seen his Facebook post. But instead of pushing Falter's surfboard to shore, the currents of Waimea Bay swept it out to sea, 5Oahu.

Weeks passed with no 6of the surfboard. Then months. Lyle Carlson, who had customized the board, comforted Falter with the possible reunion but nobody knew when.

Falter never completely forgot about the board. It 7on the remote island of Sarangani in the southern Philippines—six months after and over 5,000 miles away. The local fisherman sold the unusual8to Giovanne Branzuela, a 36-year-old elementary school teacher for $ 40. For Branzuela, 9the big waves had been his dream.

The once-blue board had turned pale during its journey, with its10markings still there: the elephant logo and the words "Lyle Carlson Surfboards, Oahu, Hawaii."

On realizing how far the surfboard had traveled, he11 Carlson online, who, in turn, contacted Falter. Falter confirmed the board was his with extra shots and was12to learn his "baby" had floated across the World's largest ocean and13.

He was thrilled, but not only for himself. Seeing interest in the sport grow14a lot to Falter and he couldn't imagine a better15to the story.

An urgent call came into Jim's bar. A newly married woman, having spent the afternoon at the bar, couldn't find her 1 She didn't care about her cash 2 her wedding ring inside.

With the 3 to find the wallet, Jim spent hours 4 the security-camera videos, watching the woman's every step in the bar until she left. Several minutes later, a teenager approached the bench, and  5 something into his pocket.

Jim 6 the clip on Facebook. "I didn't want to 7 him," he said, "but to know who the guy was. a" Within hours, Jim got a text from a 17-year-old Peter. Peter 8 having taken the wallet and said he'd done it because he hadn't 9 for two days. He thought the ring was 10 , so he took the cash to purchase a sandwich and threw the wallet off the public docks (码头） into the ocean.

Jim called Peter to meet him at the docks. Deep in conversation, he 11 that Peter wasn't getting along with his family. Jim, a father of two kids, saw him for what he was: more of a kid than a 12 However, because of the missing ring, the police were already on the spot. Peter could be facing 13 and sent to prison. "I had to help him somehow." a voice 14 in Jim's mind.

He sought the ring in the strong current, but over 2 hours passed with no 15 of it. He hired local divers to  16 the waters where the wallet had been thrown.  17 a diver emerged. In his hand was the wallet with the ring inside. Cheers 18 from the bystanders. The 19 wallet owner dropped the charges against Peter for stealing the ring.

"Most people would have given the video to the police, and he chose to 20 me." Peter told CBS News." I say thank you to him every day. "

It's the textbook beginning of a nightmare: lost on a hiking track, with no water, and an injured dog too heavy to carry. 1, for the family of three this story happened to, they 2 a kind-hearted boy.

For JD, Aimee? and their dog Smokey, a two-mile hike had become a 3. The dog's paw (爪子) had many cuts on it, and it must have been 4 when it walked.

5 their phone was dead, and it was getting dark. That's when they met

12-year-old David King and his mom Christine.

Although David had finished a 15-mile-hike and 6 a soccer match earlier that day, he decided to lend a hand without 7. He suggested they build a stretcher (担架) with sticks and T-shirts. "We didn't think it would 8 because we didn't think the dog would get onto it.9 , Smokey was just happy to, and we just 10him out," said Christine.

David and his mother worked together with the couple to get Smokey to 11. Smokey occasionally hopped (别k行) off to give some 12 to the tired hikers, despite his 13 .

David 14 that when you're off on a hike, a good way to be prepared should be to 15 what could go wrong, and plan for that.

When Mercado dreamed of becoming a professional model, she surfed the Internet for someone with a physical disability in the modeling world. That was eight years ago, when disabled models were1. Thus, her search2empty.

"I didn't think it was a3. That's not because I wasn't worthy of it, but because I didn't see4else like me out there." However, Mercado, who was diagnosed with spastic muscular dystrophy（肌肉萎缩症） as a teen, has helped 5that reality because of not giving up. Last year, Mercado signed with IMG Models, the powerhouse agency that6top supermodels,

"There's7 been a problem with the team not getting what they need to get from me. There's never been a(n)8she has a disability, this is not going to work because the photos won't look nice. '" She says. "If I'm a9, a clothing company wants to display their clothes10me. That's all it should be."

Her small body has more than a dozen surgical11and she felt both nervous and excited when she decided last year to12them for a lingerie （内衣） company. "13I'm very outspoken with what I believe in. I'm very much of a14person still at heart. But I wanted to15a new challenge. "She liked16people that everyone can feel attractive in their own skin, "You shouldn't be ashamed of your own17.

In the meantime, she's focused on using her blog to encourage those who want to follow her example. She18her success to confidence, faith and never19."I turned my weakness into my strength. I'm a(n)20that you can do what you want, because …" she pauses, "Just because! That's it. You just can!"

It was my first time traveling to Asia and I had misjudged everything about my arrival. I had planned to spend my Indonesia trip in Lombok; but I booked a1to the Bali airport, not knowing there is an airport in Lombok.

So, I flew into Bali and arrived at 1 pm. I was 2 as I had read online that the last ferry (摆渡船) left at 4 pm and I still had to take a 1.5 hour 3 journey to the ferry port to take the ferry over to Lombok

As soon as I got in the taxi, I told my driver the situation and he immediately 4 his friend at the port. He told me the waters were 5 this day and the last ferry was leaving in an hour and we probably wouldn't 6 it.

I started to panic about where I would spend the 7. But, despit being told we wouldn't make it in time, my driver was8 to make it work.

Along the way, his phone9 repeatedly. He probably talked to his 10 15 times. When we were about 10 minutes away, his friend informed him that they would hold the 11 for me— but we had to rush!

From there on it was 12.

It was 13 hard and there was no road to get to the port. So we 14, the driver grabbed my suitcase and started 15 in the rain.

He was almost the size of my suitcase but insisted on 16 it for me as he ran through puddles(水坑), getting his shoes and uniform all17.

I arrived just in time to get a 18 and jump on the last boat. I have never been more 19 and thankful for someone's 20 toward a stranger.

"Look, Mom, he paints like me！" Eight-year-old Alexandra Nechita had just discovered Pablo Picasso's artwork for the first time. The art world 1 and began to call Alexandra the "Petite(小的) Picasso. " This 2 artist has been turning heads in the art world ever since.

Even at age two, Alexandra spent nearly all her time on her colouring books. 3that their daughter spent too much time alone, Alexandra's parents took her colouring books away. They 4 she' d start to jump rope or play with dolls. But taking away her colours was like taking the air out of her life. Alexandra began to colour on paper which her mother 5home from office.

When Alexandra was four, her parents began to notice the figures she6. They were abstract and looked like Picasso's work, with four eyes and two faces. She7painting with watercolours and then with other paints.

Alexandra's classmates would sometimes 8 her paintings. But her primary school teacher saw talent in her drawings. She helped eight-year-old Alexandra organise her first9at a local library.

Within a year, Alexandra had several other exhibitions. By then, she had 10 more than 250 paintings. Her exhibition at the famous Mary Paxon Gallery brought her to the 11of national art critics(评论家). She began to appear on television, in news and talk shows around America.

Today Alexandra12paints in her special style. Admirers have spent a large amount of money buying her paintings. But the 13 doesn' t seem to have affected her negatively(消极地). Through various charities, Alexandra shares her wealth with those 14around the world. And 15Alexandra continues to paint, the world will be blessed to experience more of her love for life and art.

Dad had a green comb. He bought it when he married Mum. Every night, he would hand me his 1and say, "Good girl, help Daddy clean it, OK?"

I was 2to do it. At age five , this dull task brought me such3. I would excitedly turn the tap4 and brush the comb carefully. Satisfied that I'd done a good job, I would happily return the comb to Dad. He would 5affectionately at me and place the comb on his wallet.

Two years later, Dad started his own 6, which wasn't doing so well. That was when things started to 7. Dad didn't come home as early and as much as he used to. Mum and I became8with him for placing our family in trouble. With 9, an uncomfortable silence grew between us.

After my graduation, Dad's business was getting back on track. On my 28th birthday, Dad came home 10. As usual I helped him carry his bags into his study. When I turned to leave, he said ,"Hey, would you help me11my comb?" I looked at him a while, then 12the comb and headed to the sink.

It hit me then: why, as a child, 13 Dad clean his comb was such a pleasure. That routine meant Dad was home early to 14the evening with Mum and me. It 15 a happy and loving family.

I passed the clean comb back to Dad. He smiled at me and16placed his comb on his wallet. But this time , I noticed something17. Dad had aged. He had wrinkles next to his eyes when he smiled, 18 his smile was still as 19 as before, the smile of a father who just wanted a good20 for his family.

The definition of community has evolved (升华) for me from childhood to the young adult I am now. My mom was born in America but both her parents were from the Bahamas. It was their1to take care of the elderly and the sick. And my mom has2me to be caring to those around us because we're all a part of the "community", an3of family.

When I was 9 years old, my family moved to Cape Coral, Florida. Both mom and dad worked full-time, so they registered me to4in an after-school program at the Youth Center. Youth counselors (辅导员) would help me with my homework and play games with me and this was where my5took root. Community service started with me6at the Youth Center.

Then7struck at home. My grandmother had to have heart surgery and needed hospital treatment. This experience brought me to8at Cape Coral Hospital. I asked if I could learn from the9 how to give my grandma her medicine and it started here.

I loved being at Cape Coral Hospital. I would bring paperwork to other doctors, bring food to the patients, and make sure the patients were10. I would help direct visitors to see patients. I would always tell what would11the patients up because I had built a relationship with them and their loved ones. I grew to feel the hospital was a part of my12.

After volunteering at the Youth Center and at the Hospital, I've learned that people become sort of an extended family when you13them. Now I am more14of those close to me, neighbors and even15who share my resources.