The garden that Sijo Zachariah and his father planted made sure their family had food to eat. But it also helped their 1 and was likely to change the 2 of his life.
With the pandemic(疫情)3, food stores in the area were nearly 4. Places that sold plants for gardening were closed. People had no enough vegetables to eat. So Zachariah and his father5 seeds from whatever fruits and vegetables they could find to plant on the6of the garden. They also watched YouTube videos to learn about7 and remembered information that Zachariah's grandfather had 8. Over time, the garden would help920 other families in their community.
Zachariah came to learn that farming should work with nature instead of trying to control the land. In the past, Zachariah worked in Wales in Britain as an teacher. He 10 why the food he ate in Wales was better than the food he ate at home. Zachariah realized that the food was 11. It came from local farms 12 and was not treated with chemicals.
Zachariah is now considering a(n)13 profession: farming. “It will be my 14 in the future. I am quite 15 at helping others and being in nature now.” he said.
Although it was autumn, the snow was already beginning to fall in Tibet (西藏). Our legs were so heavy and cold that 1 felt like big pieces of ice. Have you 2 seen snowmen ride bicycles? That's what we looked like! Along the way children who were 3 long wool coats stopped to look at us. In the late 4 we found it was so cold that our water bottles froze (结冰). However, the lakes 5 like glass in the setting sun and looked wonderful.
Wang Wei rode in front of me as usual. She was in high spirit and I knew I didn't need to 6 her. To climb the mountains was hard work but as we 7 us, we were surprised by the view. We seemed to be able to see for miles, and we were so high that we found ourselves cycling through clouds. After a while, we began going 8 the mountains. It was great fun especially as it slowly became much 9. At the foot of the mountains, colorful butterflies flew around us and we saw many sheep eating green grass. Then we had to 10 our caps, gloves and trousers for T-shirts and shorts.
In the early evening we stopped to 11. We put up our tent and then we ate. After supper Wang Wei went to sleep but I stayed 12. At midnight the sky became 13 and the stars grew brighter. As I 14 below the stars I thought about how far we had already travelled.
We will reach Dali in Yun Nan Province soon, where our cousins will join us. We 15 hardly wait to see them!
Itzhak Perlman, the world famous violinist, got polio (小儿麻痹症)as a child. 1, you know that getting on stage is not easy for him.
On November18, 1995, he came on stage to give a 2 at Lincoln Centre in New York City. That night Perlman walked 3 to his chair. Then he sat down and began to play. But suddenly, one of the strings on his violin broke. You could hear it break with a loud 4.
People thought to themselves, "He would have to get up to either 5 another violin or another string for this one." But he didn't. 6, he waited a moment, closed his eyes and then signaled the conductor to begin again. The orchestra (管弦乐队)began, and he played from where he had 7. He played with such passion and such power. Of course, everyone knew that it was 8 to play a symphonic work with just three strings. But that night Itzhak Perlman 9 to know that. You could see him changing and recomposing the piece in his head.
When he finished, there was a 10 in the room. Then people rose and cheered. We were all 11, doing everything we could to show how much we 12 what he had done. He smiled and then he said in a quiet tone, You know, sometimes it is the artist's task to 13 how much music you can make with what you have left."
His words have 14 in my mind ever since I heard them. That is also the way of life. Perhaps our 15 in this quickly changing world in which we live is to make music, at first with all that we have, and then, when that is no longer possible, to make music with what we have left.
I was said to be the worst student in my class, and my family thought I was hopeless. I had to1grade six. At that time a new teacher, Miss Sadia, came to our school.
One day after class, she2that I was staying alone during the lunch break. She came3to me and began to talk to me. It was just a normal conversation. After that day, she gave me particular 4and it made me feel special. I started to work hard because she gave me the feeling that someone5 me , and my 6started to improve in her subject.
Months later, she moved into a house near my7. We would walk home together after school. Her constant (不断的) support helped me, 8in my studies, as I knew she would check my grades both in her subject 9the other subjects. I finally10second in my class.
Then, after grade six, she started to slowly drift away (疏远)11still kept a constant check on me. By the time I was in grade seven, we12spoke, but by then I had become the13in my class. When I left my school, I was14with her, as she never answered the 15when I called her.
Then I graduated and went to a good university. One fine day, our paths 16 again. I met her at a wedding. I could not17asking her, "Why did you stop talking to me?"
"You are a clever boy. I wanted you to be a tree 18on your own roots, not depending on others. Now here you are and I feel19of you. You are your inspiration(灵感，鼓舞) and do not need to20a shoulder," she said. I could not say anything, but I smiled. I'll always thank her.