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　　One of the most common social fears is that we are not good enough．Perhaps you feel you won’t 　　1　　 others because they are more confident, successful, intelligent or attractive than you．Such thinking is misguided．The 　　2　　 of doing well is accepting yourself as you are．

　　When I was a student, I kept a diary filled with 　　3　　 memories．Some were painful memories from 　　4　　 when I felt hurt, confused, lonely and insecure．I 　　5　　 pieces of dreams and personal feelings of anger and hatred, 　　6　　 things I enjoyed such as magic shops and coin dealers．

　　Then a terrible thing happened．　　7　　 dinner one night I realized I had left my diary in the cloakroom(衣帽间)outside the campus dining hall．　　8　　 that somebody might read it and find out the truth about me, I 　　9　　 back, but it was gone．

　　Weeks passed, and eventually I gave up hope of ever finding it 　　10　　．A month later, I was 　　11　　 up my jacket in the same place when I saw my brown 　　12　　 diary, just where I’d left it．

　　　　13　　 I read through the pages and found that a 　　14　　 had written the following, “God bless you．I’m 　　15　　 like you, only I 　　16　　 keep a diary, and I’m 　　17　　 to know there are others like me．I hope things turn out well for you．”

　　Tears came to my eyes．It had never dawned(开始为人所明白)on me that any one could know my inner feelings and also 　　18　　 things just like the way I did．

　　No matter what you are like, whether you’re rich or poor, brilliant or average, attractive or 　　19　　, there are people like you．Discard(抛弃)your fears of not measuring up(符合期望), and 　　20　　 yourself as you are．

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　　One of the most common social fears is that we are not good enough．Perhaps you feel you won’t 　　1　　 others because they are more confident, successful, intelligent or attractive than you．Such thinking is misguided．The 　　2　　 of doing well is accepting yourself as you are．

　　When I was a student, I kept a diary filled with 　　3　　 memories．Some were painful memories from 　　4　　 when I felt hurt, confused, lonely and insecure．I 　　5　　 pieces of dreams and personal feelings of anger and hatred, 　　6　　 things I enjoyed such as magic shops and coin dealers．

　　Then a terrible thing happened．　　7　　 dinner one night I realized I had left my diary in the cloakroom(衣帽间)outside the campus dining hall．　　8　　 that somebody might read it and find out the truth about me, I 　　9　　 back, but it was gone．

　　Weeks passed, and eventually I gave up hope of ever finding it 　　10　　．A month later, I was 　　11　　 up my jacket in the same place when I saw my brown 　　12　　 diary, just where I’d left it．

　　　　13　　 I read through the pages and found that a 　　14　　 had written the following, “God bless you．I’m 　　15　　 like you, only I 　　16　　 keep a diary, and I’m 　　17　　 to know there are others like me．I hope things turn out well for you．”

　　Tears came to my eyes．I had never thought that any one could know my inner feelings and also 　　18　　 things just like the way I did．

　　No matter what you are like, whether you’re rich or poor, brilliant or 　　19　　, attractive or plain, there are people like you．Get rid of your fears of not being good enough, and 　　20　　 yourself as you are．

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　　One night I was sitting in my room half-listening as my 15 year-old brother fought with my 12 year-old brother Kevin．I didn't pay attention when Kevin rushed up the stairs with the hurt on his face．

　　About 20 minutes later, as I was walking upstairs I heard Kevin crying inside the bathroom．I knocked on the door and asked, “Hi, Kevin, do you want to talk?”

　　No response(无应答)．I tried again, “Why don't you come out of there?”

　　Again, no response．

　　So, joking around, I grabbed a stack of index cards and a pencil and wrote, “If you don't want to talk, we can write notes to each other．”

　　An hour later I was still sitting on the floor outside the bathroom with two stacks of index cards in front of me．One was blank and one was cars from Kevin on which he had translated all his yucky feelings into words for me．As I read one of Kevin's notes, tears came to my eyes．It said, “Nobody in this family cares about me．I'm not the youngest, and I'm not the oldest, and I'm not talented．Tommy thinks I'm stupid and Dad wishes he had the other Kevin as a kid because he's better at basketball．And you're never around to even notice me．”

　　Tears came to my eyes again as I wrote back to him．“You know Kevin, I really do love you and I'm sorry I don't always show it．I am here for you and you are loved in this family．”

　　There was no response for a while, but then I heard a tearing sound coming from inside the bathroom．Kevin, who had run out of index cards wrote on a torn-up paper cup, “Thanks．”

　　I wrote back “For what?” It returned to me with “Loving me” written on it．Since then, I try my best never to half-notice my family members anymore．Kevin and I have closer relationship now, and sometimes when one of us notices that the other is upset we'll smile and say “Write it on a paper cup．”

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　　As a young man, Al was a skilled artist, a potter．He had a wife and two fine sons．One night, his oldest son 　　1　　 a severe stomachache and died suddenly．To make matters worse, his wife left him a short time later, 　　2　　 him alone with his six-year- old younger son．The hurt and pain of the two situations were 　　3　　 Al could handle, and he 　　4　　 to alcohol．Al began to lose everything he possessed－his home, his land, his art objects, everything．　　5　　 he died alone in a San Francisco motel room．

　　When I heard of Al’s death, I reacted with the same disdain(蔑视)the world shows for one who ends his life with nothing 　　6　　 left．“What a complete failure!”I thought．“What a totally 　　7　　 life!”

　　As time went by, I began to re-evaluate my earlier 　　8　　 judgement．You see, I knew Al’s now adult son, Ernie．He is one of the kindest, most 　　9　　, most loving men I have ever known．I watched Ernie with his children and saw the free 　　10　　 of the love between them．I knew that kindness and caring had to come 　　11　　 somewhere．

　　I hadn’t heard Ernie talk much about his father．It is so hard to 　　12　　 an alcoholic．One day I get up my 　　13　　 to ask him．“I’m really puzzled by something,”I said．“I know your father was basically the only one to 　　14　　 you．　　15　　 on earth did he do that you became such a special person?”

　　Ernie sat 　　16　　 and thought for a few moments．Then he said, “From my 　　17　　 memories as a child until I left home at 18, Al came into my room every night, gave me a 　　18　　 and said, I love you, son．”

　　Tears came to my eyes as I realized what a fool I had been to 　　19　　 Al as a failure．He had not left any material possession behind, 　　20　　 he left behind one of the finest, most giving men I have ever known．