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For a child, happiness has a magical nature. I remember making hide-outs in newly-cut hay, playing cops and robbers in the woods, getting a speaking part in the school play. Of course, kids also experience lows, but their delight at such peaks of pleasure as winning a race or getting a new bike is unreserved.In the teenage years the concept of happiness. Suddenly it’s conditional on such things as excitement, love. popularity and whether that zit will clear up before night. I can still feel the agony of not being invited to a party that almost everyone else was going to. But I also recall, the ecstasy of being plucked from obscurity at another event to dance with a John Travolta look-a- like.66. My dictionary defines happy as "luck" or "fortunate", but I think a better definition of happiness is "the capacity for enjoyment ". The more we can appreciate what we have, the happier we are. It’s easy to we please, even good health.67.Later, peace descended again, and my husband and I enjoyed another pleasure—intimacy. Sometimes just the knowledge that he wants can bring me joy.You never know where happiness will turn up next. When I asked friends what made them happy, some mentioned apparently insignificant moments. "I hate shopping," one friend said, "But there’s a clerk who always chats and really cheers me up."68. I get a thrill from driving. One day I stopped to let the school bus turn onto a side road. The driver grinned and gave me a thumbs-up sign. We were two allies in the world of mad mo- toasts. It made me smile.69. Psychologists tell that to be happy we need a mixture of enjoyable leisure time and satisfying work. I doubt that my great grandmother, who raised 14 children and took in washing, had none of either. She did have a network of close friends and families, and maybe this is what fulfilled her. ff she was content with what she had, perhaps it was because she didn’t expect life to be very different.70. __While happiness may be more complex for us, the solution is the same as ever. Happiness isn’t about what comes to us—it’s about how we perceive what comes to us. It’s the knack of finding a positive for every negative, and viewing a setback as a challenge. It’s not wishing for what we haven’t had, but enjoying what we do possess.A. Another friend loves the telephone. "Every time it rings, I know someone is thinking a- bout me."B. When we think about happiness, we usually think of something extraordinary, a pinnacle of sheer delight—and those pinnacles seem to get rarer the older we get.C. In adulthood things that bring profound joy—birth, love, marriage—also bring responsibility and the risk of loss. Love may not last, sex isn’t always, good, loved ones die. For adults, happiness is complicated.D. We, on the other hand, with so many choices and such pressure to succeed in every area, have changed happiness into one more thing we "gotta have". We’re so self-con- scious about our "right" to it that it’s making us miserable. So we’ chase it and equate it with wealth and success, without noticing that the people who have those things aren’t necessarily happier.E. I added up my little moments of pleasure yesterday. First there was sheer bless when I shut the last lunch box and had the house for myself. Then I spent an uninterrupted morning writing, which I love. When the kids came back home, I enjoyed their noise after the quiet of the whole day.F. We all experience moments like these. Too few of us register them as happiness. 69().

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"Everything happens for the best," my mother said (31) I faced disappointment. "If you carry on, one day something good will (32) ". And you’ll realize thatit wouldn’t have happened if not for that previous disappointment.Mother was right, (33) I discovered after graduating from college in 1932. I had decided to try for a job in radio, then work my way up to sport announcer. I hictchhiked to Chicago and knocked on the door of every (34) -and got turned down every time.In one studio, a kind lady told me that big stations couldn’t risk hiring an inexperienced person. "Go out in the sticks(偏僻地区) and find a (35) station that’ll give you a chance." she said.I thumbed home to Dixon. Illinois. (36) there were no radio-announcing jobs in Dixon, my father said Montgomery Ward had opened a store and wanted a local athlete to man- age its sports department. Since Dixon was (37) I had played high-school football, I applied. The job sounded just right for me. (38) I wasn’t hired.My disappointment (39) have shown. "Everything happens for the best." Mom reminded me. Dad offered me the car to job hunt. I tried WOC Radio in Davenport. Iowa. The program director, a wonderful Scotsman named Peter MacArthur, told me they had already (40) an announcer.As I left his office, my frustration boiled over. I asked (41) . "How can a fellow get to be a sports announcer if he (42) get a job in a radio station"I was (43) for the elevator when I heard MacArthur calling, "What was that you said about sports.’ Do you know (44) about football" Then he stood me (45) a microphone and asked me to (46) an imaginary game.The preceding autumn, my team had won a game in the last 20 seconds with a 65-year run. I did a 15-minute buildup(宣传) to that play, and Peter told me I would be broadcasting Saturday’s (47) !On my way (48) , as I have many times since, I thought of my mother’s words: "If you carry on, one day something good will happen—something (49) wouldn’t have happened if not for that previous disappointment."I often wonder what direction my life might have (50) if I’d gotten the job at Montgomery Ward. 33().

Many years ago a small elegant sailing boat was making its way slowly under an intense blue Mediterranean sky between the Greek islands of Ikaria and Naxos. The bow, that is, the forward part of the boat, was carved like a fish, or perhaps it was like a dolphin. The sail hung and fluttered in a faint wind and the sailors bent their brown backs over the oars. But all was not as peaceful as it seemed, for these sailors were planning to sell their passenger into slavery. He was obviously wellborn and rich, but what the villainous crew did not realize was that he was Dionysos, the Greeek God of Wine and Frenzy. When Dionysos realized their treachery he began to confound the sailors with magic: he turned their oars into snakes and filled the ship with vines and the sounds of flutes. The terrfied sailors dived into the sea to escape this madness and were transformed into dolphins by Nep-ture, the God of the Sea. Thus, according to Greek legend, dolphins were originally men, and this explains the friendship felt between man and these animals. This legend can be seen depictied on the Diony-sos cup which is still intact although it was made 540 years before the birth of Christ. Indeed, dolphins freqently appear in Greek legends and art, being found on walls and mosaic floors, on coins and statues. Poseidon, for example, was usually shown with dolphins, which often drew his seachariot, and it was he, according to legend, who put the dolphin constellation, in the sky where it can be seen in July. He did this out of gratitude to the dolphins for finding him his bride, Amphitrite, who was hiding from him in a sea cave. Later he had further reasons for gratitude to the dolphins since they rescued his son, Taras, from drowning. To the Greeks, and to the people of the Mediterranean lands where Greek culture spread, the dolphin became a symbol of swiftness, diligence and love. It became a god of protection for voyagers on sea and land, and also for those voyaging into the after life, so that the dead were buried with dolphin tokens in their hands. In addition to the legends about dolphin there are a number of stories in Greek writings which are prebablly at least partially true. These stories, told by many people including Aristotle, are the ones that came into such bad repute in the last century. But their stories of dolphins befriending children whom they allowed to ride on their backs, and of life-saying rescues, and human bodies brought to shore by dolphins have been paralleled so accurately, during this century, that we can no longer write off the Greek stories as merely sentimental fables. Let us look at the stories of rescue first. Taras, the son of the seagod, has already been mentioned, and Telemachos, son of the most famous adventurer of all time, Odysseus, is said to have been rescued in the same way, and for that reason Odysseus had a dolphin emblazoned on his shield and ring. Arion, a famous poet, musician and singer of his day, who was born on the island of Lesbos in 600 B. C., no doubt knew of these rescues and the legend of Dionysos and the dolphins. Perhaps he merely put them together to make a poem to sing as he accompanied himself on the harp. Certainly his dolphin story bears a striking resemblance to the Dionysos legend, but, who knows, it may be true. Here is the story. Arion, after a successful tour of Italy and Sicily, and loaded with money and prizes, took a ship for Corinth. He chose a corinthian ship rather than an Italian one for he trusted the Corinthians more. But evidently sailors were an untrustworthy lot, for very soon they were plotting to kill him and keep his treasures. Arion begged for his life, but they told him that he must either jump overboard or die by his own sword if he wished for a proper burial ashore. As a last favour, Arian pleaded to be allowed to sing, and, dressing himself in all his splendid clothes and weighed down in his riches, he stood in the stern and sang them the "Orthian", a high- pitched song addressed to the gods, and as he finished he leapt fully clothed in the sea. A dolphin, perhaps attracted by the shrill sounds, took Arian on its back and swam with him to Tainaron at the southern most tip of the Greek mainland. From there Arion made his way overland to Corinth to confront and bring to justice the greedy sailors. As a thank-coffering he placed a small bronze statue of a man on a dolphin in the temple at Tainaron where it was seen 700 years later by Pausanias, the Greek historian. According to Greek culture, what do dolphins symbolize

Many years ago a small elegant sailing boat was making its way slowly under an intense blue Mediterranean sky between the Greek islands of Ikaria and Naxos. The bow, that is, the forward part of the boat, was carved like a fish, or perhaps it was like a dolphin. The sail hung and fluttered in a faint wind and the sailors bent their brown backs over the oars. But all was not as peaceful as it seemed, for these sailors were planning to sell their passenger into slavery. He was obviously wellborn and rich, but what the villainous crew did not realize was that he was Dionysos, the Greeek God of Wine and Frenzy. When Dionysos realized their treachery he began to confound the sailors with magic: he turned their oars into snakes and filled the ship with vines and the sounds of flutes. The terrfied sailors dived into the sea to escape this madness and were transformed into dolphins by Nep-ture, the God of the Sea. Thus, according to Greek legend, dolphins were originally men, and this explains the friendship felt between man and these animals. This legend can be seen depictied on the Diony-sos cup which is still intact although it was made 540 years before the birth of Christ. Indeed, dolphins freqently appear in Greek legends and art, being found on walls and mosaic floors, on coins and statues. Poseidon, for example, was usually shown with dolphins, which often drew his seachariot, and it was he, according to legend, who put the dolphin constellation, in the sky where it can be seen in July. He did this out of gratitude to the dolphins for finding him his bride, Amphitrite, who was hiding from him in a sea cave. Later he had further reasons for gratitude to the dolphins since they rescued his son, Taras, from drowning. To the Greeks, and to the people of the Mediterranean lands where Greek culture spread, the dolphin became a symbol of swiftness, diligence and love. It became a god of protection for voyagers on sea and land, and also for those voyaging into the after life, so that the dead were buried with dolphin tokens in their hands. In addition to the legends about dolphin there are a number of stories in Greek writings which are prebablly at least partially true. These stories, told by many people including Aristotle, are the ones that came into such bad repute in the last century. But their stories of dolphins befriending children whom they allowed to ride on their backs, and of life-saying rescues, and human bodies brought to shore by dolphins have been paralleled so accurately, during this century, that we can no longer write off the Greek stories as merely sentimental fables. Let us look at the stories of rescue first. Taras, the son of the seagod, has already been mentioned, and Telemachos, son of the most famous adventurer of all time, Odysseus, is said to have been rescued in the same way, and for that reason Odysseus had a dolphin emblazoned on his shield and ring. Arion, a famous poet, musician and singer of his day, who was born on the island of Lesbos in 600 B. C., no doubt knew of these rescues and the legend of Dionysos and the dolphins. Perhaps he merely put them together to make a poem to sing as he accompanied himself on the harp. Certainly his dolphin story bears a striking resemblance to the Dionysos legend, but, who knows, it may be true. Here is the story. Arion, after a successful tour of Italy and Sicily, and loaded with money and prizes, took a ship for Corinth. He chose a corinthian ship rather than an Italian one for he trusted the Corinthians more. But evidently sailors were an untrustworthy lot, for very soon they were plotting to kill him and keep his treasures. Arion begged for his life, but they told him that he must either jump overboard or die by his own sword if he wished for a proper burial ashore. As a last favour, Arian pleaded to be allowed to sing, and, dressing himself in all his splendid clothes and weighed down in his riches, he stood in the stern and sang them the "Orthian", a high- pitched song addressed to the gods, and as he finished he leapt fully clothed in the sea. A dolphin, perhaps attracted by the shrill sounds, took Arian on its back and swam with him to Tainaron at the southern most tip of the Greek mainland. From there Arion made his way overland to Corinth to confront and bring to justice the greedy sailors. As a thank-coffering he placed a small bronze statue of a man on a dolphin in the temple at Tainaron where it was seen 700 years later by Pausanias, the Greek historian. On what are dolphins often found in Greek (Name two things)

"Everything happens for the best," my mother said (31) I faced disappointment. "If you carry on, one day something good will (32) ". And you’ll realize thatit wouldn’t have happened if not for that previous disappointment.Mother was right, (33) I discovered after graduating from college in 1932. I had decided to try for a job in radio, then work my way up to sport announcer. I hictchhiked to Chicago and knocked on the door of every (34) -and got turned down every time.In one studio, a kind lady told me that big stations couldn’t risk hiring an inexperienced person. "Go out in the sticks(偏僻地区) and find a (35) station that’ll give you a chance." she said.I thumbed home to Dixon. Illinois. (36) there were no radio-announcing jobs in Dixon, my father said Montgomery Ward had opened a store and wanted a local athlete to man- age its sports department. Since Dixon was (37) I had played high-school football, I applied. The job sounded just right for me. (38) I wasn’t hired.My disappointment (39) have shown. "Everything happens for the best." Mom reminded me. Dad offered me the car to job hunt. I tried WOC Radio in Davenport. Iowa. The program director, a wonderful Scotsman named Peter MacArthur, told me they had already (40) an announcer.As I left his office, my frustration boiled over. I asked (41) . "How can a fellow get to be a sports announcer if he (42) get a job in a radio station"I was (43) for the elevator when I heard MacArthur calling, "What was that you said about sports.’ Do you know (44) about football" Then he stood me (45) a microphone and asked me to (46) an imaginary game.The preceding autumn, my team had won a game in the last 20 seconds with a 65-year run. I did a 15-minute buildup(宣传) to that play, and Peter told me I would be broadcasting Saturday’s (47) !On my way (48) , as I have many times since, I thought of my mother’s words: "If you carry on, one day something good will happen—something (49) wouldn’t have happened if not for that previous disappointment."I often wonder what direction my life might have (50) if I’d gotten the job at Montgomery Ward. 37().