There are lots of ways to raise awareness for a cause. Usually, the (1) the idea is, the more it gets noticed. And that"s precisely why one (2) Frenchman has caught our attention.
    Baptiste Dubanchet is biking across Europe, surviving (3) on discarded(丢弃) food. The three—month, 1,900—mile journey from Paris to Warsaw is Dubanchet"s (4) of raising awareness of food waste in Europe and throughout the world.
    As you can (5), the trip is no piece of cake. While restaurants (6) tons of food each year, much of it remains inaccessible because of  (7) garbage containers, health regulations, or business policies. Only about one in ten places (8) him food that would otherwise be discarded.
    For legal (9), most restaurants have a policy against (10) food waste. "Some people have even (11) their jobs by giving me food," Dubanchet said.
    What"s (12) interesting is the attitude various cities have toward Dubanchet"s cause. Berlin has been the (13) while the most difficult was the Czech town of Pilsen. There, he had to (14) at some 50 different stores or restaurants before finding food. The (15) is all the more serious when you consider the (16) exercise required to bike from France to Poland.
    "I have to get food (17) because after all the biking I am tired and I need the (18)," Dubanchet explained. "Is my (19) full or empty? That is the most important thing, not what I am eating."
    He aims to (20) his journey by mid-July. With any luck, he"ll turn a few more heads in the process.

    I had the pleasure and honor of serving as Newport Beach ocean lifeguard (救生员) for five years. One day, I was working at Tower 15, Two   (1)   to my right was another guard named Mike, who was working at Tower 17. He called me over the phone and said, "I have noticed a couple of kids. I am going to give them a   (2)  . Keep an eye on us."

    I said. "Sure." And he   (3)  .

    Anytime you got out of your tower, you were   (4)   to let somebody else know, so as to avoid accidents. And   (5)   enough, as soon as he hung up the phone, a rip current (离岸流) snapped up under these two kids, and they were getting sucked down into the water. Mike saw it and he ran at full   (6)   to the ocean.

    I called for backup and said, "Two children   (7)   in water. Call for backup. 17 was   (8)  . I"m going."

    By then, the mother of the two kids had   (9)   what was happening. She screamed. I started rushing coward the ocean, but   (10)   I was even halfway there, Mike had   (11)   the kids — a boy and a girl. Mike told me later that he got to the boy first, and when he turned to the girl, he had to   (12)   into the water and catch her by the hair to   (13)   her out.

    When I reached the mother, Mike was   (14)   in waist-deep water. The kids were so   (15)   that they couldn"t walk, so Mike got one kid under each of his   (16)   and brought them onto the beach.

    I   (17)   the mother and said, "Hey, it"s going to be OK. They"re   (18)   now." I saw that the   (19)   started to disappear from her.

    What a frightening experience! What a   (20)   Mike is!

   When most of us get a text message on our cell phone from an unknown person, we usually say ＂sorry,  (1)  number!＂ and move on. But when Dennis Williams  (2)  a text that clearly wasn’t intended for him, he did something  (3)  

   On March 19, Dennis got a group text  (4)  him that a couple he didn’t know were at the hospital, waiting for the  (5)  of a baby.

  ＂Congratulations! But I think someone was mistaken,＂ Dennis  (6)  . The baby was born and update texts were  (7)  quickly from the overjoyed grandmother, Teresa. In her  (8)  , she didn’t seem to realize that she was  (9)  the baby’s photos with a complete stranger. ＂Well, I don’t  (10)  you all but I will get there to take pictures with the baby,＂ replied Dennis before asking which room the new   (11)  were in.

  Much to the family’s surprise, Dennis stuck to his   (12)  ! He turned up at the hospital  (13)  gifts for the new mother Lindsey and her baby boy. Lindsey’s husband was totally   (14)  by the unexpected visit. ＂I don’t think we would have randomly invited him over but we  (15)  it and the gifts.＂

  Teresa  (16)  a photo of the chance meeting on a social networking website  (17)  by the touching words: ＂What a  (18)  this young man was to our family! He was so  (19)  and kind to do this.＂ The post has since gained the  (20)  of social media users all over the world, receiving more than 184,000 shares and 61,500 likes in just three days.

    It was the day before my daughter"s birthday. I"d just collected her from preschool when she cautioned me to   (1)   the elderly person walking across the car park. I was struck by her   (2)   and had no idea how much she really   (3)   it.

    The following day—her birthday—we decided to buy cupcakes for her. After we   (4)   the cupcakes, Norah was busy standing up in the trolley(手推车),  (5)   waving and happily declaring,"Hi, old person! It"s my birthday today!"    (6)    I could stop her calling him an old person, the stone-faced man   (7)   to her. His expression softened as he replied, "Well, hello, little lady！And how old are you today?" They   (8)   for a few minutes, he wished her a happy birthday, and we went our   (9)   ways. A few minutes later, Norah asked me if she could take a   (10)   with the old man. I agreed. We found the man a couple of shelves over, and I approached him. When I told him Norah"s   (11)   ，his expression changed from   (12)   to shocked finally to delighted. He took a step back, steadied himself on his shopping trolley, and   (13)   his free hand on his chest. " A photo? With me?" he asked. "Yes, Sir, for my birthday! "Norah begged. And so he did. I    (14)    my iPhone, and they posed together. Norah placed her soft hand on top of his hand. He wordlessly stared at her with   (15)   eyes as she kept his hand in hers. I asked his name, and he told us to call him Dan. We were   (16)   other shoppers, but they didn"t care. There was   (17)   happening in the supermarket that day, and we could all sense it．

I moved to a new neighborhood two months ago. In the house with a large   (1)  across the road lived a taxi driver, a single parent with two school-aged children. At the end of the day, he would   (2)  his taxi on the road. I   (3)  why he did not park it in the garage.

Then one day I learned that he had another car in his garage. In the afternoon he would come home   (4)  work, leave his taxi and go out for his   (5)  affairs in his other car, not in his taxi. I felt it was a   (6)  .

I was curious to see his personal car but did not make it until I   (7)  to be outside one evening two weeks   (8)  , when the garage door was   (9)  and he drove out his “own” car: a Rolls-Royce! It shook me completely   (10)  I realized what that meant. You see, he was a taxi driver. But   (11)  inside, he saw himself as something else: a Rolls-Royce owner and a(n)   (12)  . He drove others in his taxi but himself and his children in his Rolls-Royce. The world looked at his taxi and   (13)  him a taxi driver. But for him, a taxi was just something he drove for a living, Rolls-Royce was something he drove for a(n)   (14)  .

We go to bed every night and   (15)  every morning as parents or children, not as bankers, CEOs or professors. We go for a   (16)  as close friends or go for a vacation as a   (17)  . We love life as it is. Yet often, we base our entire happiness and success on how much bigger and better a   (18)  we have. And we ignore our Rolls-Royce, by   (19)  it dusty in our garage. We should focus more on   (20)  we are than what we do!