A. To have a look at London.
B. To go with her friend.
C. To spend the weekend.

     The half-empty coffee cups, still standing next to their plates, tell of a morning like any other. And
yet, that grey covering of dust that everything   1   tells a different story: it tells of screams, tears, terror
and   2  . Now the restaurant in the World Trade Center will   3   again serve breakfast. And never
again will all those people go there to eat or   4  . So many people whose faces we associate with life
and liveliness are gone
   5 . So many words remain    6  , and so much happiness has been destroyed. In their places are
tear-stained(泪水沾湿的) faces.
     My generation has seen this. On Monday, a fight with my sister, a bad grade and homework 7  to
be the biggest problems in the world. Tonight, so many across the country know that America's pain
is at its    8   ever.
     We have   9   World WarⅡ. But to most of us students, that's an event on a textbook  10   that
would never happen today.  
     After all, this was a time of   11   and wealth-the United States was powerful and successful. There
would be no more wars, and we were   12   to live in such a time.
     But when those planes   13   ; when firefighters with   14   on their faces ran among the parts of the
building that had fallen; when people   15   for their family members; when history was unfolding before
our eyes, in full, clear color-then we knew the world had been changed.   16   how many human beings
turned to ashes in a second, and seeing some jump from the buildings, I know that my generation is
growing up in a world where    17   can still be evil.
     But seeing those heroes risk their lives among the castle-like ruins, and seeing the   18     blood
donors at the hospitals, my generation has learned that tears are allowed, that mankind can also be 
  19   , and that the ghost of evil never   20   the spirit of good.

     We are most often called upon to support others in friendship. Several years ago, Donna had
been feeling very depressed(沮丧的). She had just broken up with her boyfriend of two years,
and she was having a very difficult time accepting the loss. She had been laid up with a knee injury
for several days, and the time alone at home certainly was not helping. Her misery(可怜)was only
increased by her being discouraged at herself for not being able to cheer up and stop crying all the
time.
     Early one morning Donna received a phone call with some terrible news: her best friend's brother
had been killed in a car accident. Donna had known this friend, Mary, and her brother nearly her
entire life, and the news was shocking. However, Donna quickly pulled herself together, got in the
car, and drove to her friend's house to be there with her.
     Over the course of the next few days, when attending the funeral(葬礼) and receiving the hundreds
of visitors, Donna was 100 percent present for Mary. She held her close while she cried her endless
tears, sat by her side as the waves of sadness washed over her friend, and slept on the floor next to
Mary's bed to make sure she did not wake up alone in the middle of the night. During that time she
felt hardly any pain in her knee at all and none of the depression she had been experiencing.
     Several weeks later, when life began to return to normal, Donna realized that the level of support
she had given. Mary had been far greater than any support she had offered herself during her dark
time. She was able to use the support she had given her friend as a mirror for the support she had
been holding back from herself. She realized that her own tears required as much care and attention
from her as anyone else's, and that if she could give it to another, she must be able to give it to herself,
too.