My class started as scheduled one Monday at the University of Nevada. However, out of curiosity I 1 asked my students how their weekend had been. One young man said that his weekend had not been very good. He'd had his wisdom teeth 2 out. The young man then went on to ask me why I always seemed to be so cheerful. His 3 reminded me of something I'd read somewhere before. "Every morning when you get up, you have a(n)4 about how you want to approach life that day,"I said to the young man. "I choose to be cheerful. Let me give you an example,"I continued.
The other students began to listen to our 5 . I told them that my car had broken down on the way to the class that morning. Upon getting to the university, I called to ask for a tow truck （牵引车）.The secretary in the office asked me what had happened. "This is my lucky day, "I replied, smiling. "Your car 6 and today is your lucky day?"she was 7 .
"I live 17 miles from here," I replied. "My car could have broken down anywhere along the freeway, but it didn't. Instead, it broke down in the 8 place: off the freeway, within walking 9 of here. I'm still able to teach my class, and I've been able to 10 for the tow truck to meet me after class. If my car was meant to break down today, it couldn't have been arranged in a more 11 way." The secretary's eyes opened wide, and then she 12 . I smiled back and headed for class.
I looked at all the faces in the lecture hall. 13 it was the early hour, no one seemed to be asleep. Somehow, my story had touched them. In fact, it had all started with a student's 14 that I was cheerful. A wise man once said," Our attitude towards life 15 life's attitude towards us."I suppose it must be so.
