My most memorable experience was when my father and I got lost in a forest. We were camping in Sequoia National Park for a long weekend. As ________ as we got there, my family and I ________ our tents and by then it was starting to get ________.

My dad started up a small fire and ________ that there would not be enough wood for the ________, so he decided to go for some firewood. I wouldn't let my father go off on his own, so I followed in his direction. I ________ up with him and we went off into the forest ________ for some firewood.

Soon we got off track and realized we got ________ with nothing but a flashlight, we started ________ back. We felt like foreigners, not familiar at all with the ________. My dad stopped to figure out(琢磨)what ________ we could do, so I just sat down on a fallen tree. After a couple of minutes of rest, I thought it would be OK just to ________.

All of a sudden I felt my dad's arms ________ me up and he placed my head on his shoulder. I felt as safe as a bear, protective over its child. My dad walked and walked until he found a trail(小路) to our campsite. My mother was very ________, almost crying out when she finally saw us. ________, I think that it was a good thing to be lost for a little while because I got to spend good time with my dad.

Another person’s enthusiasm was what set me moving toward the success I have achieved. That person was my stepmother.

I was nine years old when she entered our home in rural Virginia. My father introduced me to her with these words: “I would like you to meet the fellow who is _______ for being the worst boy in this county and will probably start throwing rocks at you no _______ than tomorrow morning.”

My stepmother walked over to me, _______ my head slightly upward, and looked at me right in the eye. Then she looked at my father and replied, “You are wrong. This is not the worst boy at all, but the smartest one who hasn’t yet found an _______ for his enthusiasm.”

That _______ began a friendship between us. No one had ever called me smart. My family and neighbors had built me up in my _______ as a bad boy. My stepmother changed all that.

She changed many things. She _______ my father to go to a dental school, from which he graduated with honors. She moved our family into the county seat, where my father’s career could be more _______ and my brother and I could be better _______.

When I turned fourteen, she bought me a secondhand ________ and told me that she believed that I could become a writer. I knew her enthusiasm, I ________ it, and I saw how it had already improved our lives. I accepted her ________ and began to write for local newspapers. I was doing the same kind of writing that great day I went to interview Andrew Carnegie and received the task which became my life’s work later. I wasn’t the only beneficiary (受益者). My father became the ________ man in town. My brother and stepbrothers became a physician, a dentist, a lawyer, and a college president.

What power enthusiasm has! When that power is released to support the certainty of one’s purpose and is ________ strengthened by faith, it becomes an irresistible force which poverty and temporary defeat can never ________.

You can communicate that power to anyone who needs it. This is probably the greatest work you can do with your enthusiasm.

It was a cold November morning. My alarm clock had just______off but I was having trouble getting out of bed.

My Dad, who had been my hero growing up, had passed away a few weeks before, leaving me, weighed down by______ and depression. Dad loved me. Still, he had been raised in a(n)______way and raised us that way too. I couldn't remember, for example, ever being______by him after I grew up. Before his______, we talked more, but still______ touched and never hugged. Then, his health began to rapidly______and within a few months he left us.

That morning, I was too numb ( 麻木的) inside myself to______anything. I kept thinking what I would have______in exchange for just one last hug from him. Sad and weak,I was unable to gather______to get up. When I finally did and walked out, my son, rushing to meet me, suddenly,______ his arms and gave me a heart-felt hug. Meanwhile, my Dad's______rang deep inside me, “Joey，this hug is from me!” Tears ______ up in my eyes. Right then, I realized I couldn't______on life.

Life can seem very long but in truth it is so______that we can never afford to miss a dearest hug!