After a serious disease，Raghu Makwana lost his legs. He had to walk with the support of his hands. A long time back, Raghu and a few friends took a walk on the street with the inspiration to do a small act of kindness. One of his kind behaviors is the Tulsi Project. Whenever he learns of a family with some arguments or even violent abuse(辱骂), Raghu courageously walks in to spread good cheer and gifts them a tulsi plant. Most of these are complete strangers. Sometimes he’ll recite a prayer, sometimes he’ll share stories. To start 2011, When he lived out on the streets，he often felt deeply moved by others on the streets who had even less than him, and Raghu gave birth to such an idea, of course, which was also his first dream.

     He made a promise to himself that he would return to serve them one day, and that day had arrived for him. He put together a team of five everyday folks, (one of whom is blind), who would make small sacrifices in their own lives to support delivery of hand­-cooked meals for some of the absolutely neglected people on the streets. They appropriately named it “Tyaag Nu Tiffin”(Food of Sacrifice)．Every day at 12∶30 PM and at 7∶30 PM，Raghu starts off on his hand tricycle to deliver the food. It’s the same food he himself eats，but he won’t eat it until he has finished his round of offerings. In a recent feature in The Times of India，Raghu notes：“I’m not doing anything great. I’m not on a mission to change the world. God has been very kind to me in my struggle to survive. Now it is my turn to repay the kindness by helping other needy human beings.”

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Courtney was just 15 years old when she joined a team of space researchers．Those scientists landed NaSa’s robot，Spirit，on the planet Mars．But this was neither Courtney’s first nor her last adventure in space research．When she was in fifth grade，Courtney had already decided to spend her life“exploring the mysteries of the universe．”She checked out space books from her library，studied hard in math and science classes，and later，attended United States Space Camp in A labama．   

Then Courtney entered a contest to become part of the Student Astronaut program run by a group called the Planetary Society．After a lot of hard work，interviews，and months of waiting．Courtney found out that she was one of 16 students who made it—out of 500 entered．

Courtney and fellow student astronaut Rafael Morozowski，a 16-year-old from Brazil，were at the Jet Propulsion Laboratory in California with NASA scientists when Spirit reached Mars．

“The most exciting part of the thing occurred late at night on January3，2004，when we received signals indicating that Spirit had landed successfully, ”Courtney says．“I joined the rest of the scientists in jumping up and cheering．”

Courtney and Rafael spent seven nights working with and learning from the NASA scientists. (They worked at night because that was daying on Mars．)They studied the photographs that Spirit was sending to Earth of Gusev Crater on Mars．They spoke to television reporters at NASA press conferences and attended meetings in which the NASA team named the rocks and hills that Spirit was finding．

When Courtney was 17 years old，she went to work for NASA as a student intern at the Goddard Space Flight Center in Maryland．With two NASA scientists，Courtney plans to study astrophysics or planetary science at Princeton University，then return to work at NASA．She encourages other kids and teens to follow their dreams of getting involved with space research．

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Driving to the airport in the early morning, I felt excited. Although l was heading abroad for  my first time alone, I felt cheerful and enthusiastic. l was spending the summer in Paris While looking for more interesting things to do besides sleeping and eating ,I found programs for learning languages abroad, and jumped at the chance to study French in this city known for its art,  fashion. food, and culture. As I arrived at the airport where l would leave my family, I still felt only great happiness.  l excitedly made my way through security, leaving my loved ones behind
    My connecting flight was in Frankfurt. Germany, 14 hours from Denver. Sitting in a  crowded plane watching bad movies couldnˈt dampen my excitement.  When the woman next to  me asked me where l was going, I happily answered and was pleased to note a tone of jealousy in  her response
    But when I arrived in Frankfurt, fear and anxiety began to set in  Being in an enormous, busy building in a country where I could not speak the language was frightening, hut as I found  my way ,I gained confidence. When I boarded the second plane and discovered that the flight was less than an hour,1 was filled with excitement as I thought of how l would manage in a country with a  new language.
   When I stepped on the ground of Paris for the first time,1 was extremely happy and excited. I gathered my bags and joined the crowd of people waiting for friends and family.  I  quickly had my first experience trying to communicate in a language that I had only practiced in  school. As I left the airport,  I looked for familiar monuments I had read about,  but the landscape looked very ordinary
Then, with one sharp turn, the Eiffel Tower came into view, and l was finally in Paris