When I was in primary school, I got into a big argument with a boy in my class. I have forgotten what the argument was about, ________ I have never forgotten the lesson I learned that day.

I was sure that I was right and he was wrong, and he was just as convinced(确信的) that I was wrong and he was right. Our teacher decided to ________ us a very important lesson.

She ________ us to the front of the class and placed him on one side of her desk and me on ________. In the middle of her desk was a large round object. I could see that it was _________. She asked the boy what color the object was. “White,” he answered.

I couldn’t believe he said the object was white, when it was clearly black! Another _________ started between my classmate and me this time _________ the color of the object.

The teacher told us to ________ places, and then she asked me what the color of the object was again. I had to answer,”White.”

It was an object with two ________ colored sides, and from his view point(视角) it was white. Only from my side was it black.

Sometimes we need to ________ things from the other person’s point of view in order to truly understand them.

When I was 13, my only purpose was to become the star on our football team. That meant _______ Miller King, the best player at our school.

Football season started in September and all summer long I worked out. I carried my football everywhere for _______. But just before it started, Miller lost his right arm in a car accident. It turned out that I _______ all of Miller’s records and was named most valuable player, but I often had crazy dreams in which I was _______ for Miller’s accident and should be punished.

One afternoon, I was crossing the field to go home and saw Miller _______ to climb over a fence. I’m sure I was the last person in the world he wanted to accept _______ from. But he even took that challenge I aided him moving slowly over the fence. When we were _______ safe on the other side, he said thanks for filling in for him in the season.

His words _______ me from my bad dreams. I thought to myself, even without an arm, he was more of a _______. Not beaten by difficulties, he was still ahead of me. I was right to have admired him. From that day on, I grew ________ and a little more real.

There was a beautiful peacock out on a rainy day. He looked at himself in the water. He said, “How beautiful I am!” But when he heard his own _________, he became sad. Just then, he heard a nightingale _________ in the trees.

Listening to the nightingale’s sweet song, he felt even more unsatisfied with himself. “Why don’t I have such a beautiful voice?” At that moment, the goddess Juno _________. She went to the peacock.

“Why are you _________?” Juno asked.

The peacock _________ to her about his rough voice. “Why does the nightingale get such a beautiful voice? My voice sounds like rocks rolling over sand.”

Then Juno comforted him, “Every living thing is _________ in its own way. The nightingale has a beautiful voice, but you have beautiful _________! The nightingale told me he wants to _________ you. He is sad about his brown feather.”

The peacock stood up thinking for a while, “You’re right,” he said. “I have the most beautiful color in the forest. The nightingale has the sweetest voice. We are both great in our own ways.”

The peacock didn’t _________ his voice any more. “You can’t have it all,” he thought. __________, he remembered what made him special.

Cherish what you have and make yourself a better one.