We have had a class meeting today on whether we should give money to beggars and we have different opinions.____________________________________________________________
With her eyes wet
and her voice tight from 8against the tears, she
responded, “Heart trouble.” Her eyes lowered as she 9.
“I’ve already lost my mum, so I don’t think I can stand losing him.”
I couldn’t respond. I
was 10. My heart ached for her. I sat on the old,
smelly seat thinking of the great 11my own mother was
thrown into when her father died. I saw how hard it was, 12still
is , for her I wouldn’t like anyone to go 13that
.
Suddenly I realized
Janie wasn’t only a bus driver. That was 14her job .
She had a whole work of family and concerns too. I had never thought of her as 15but
a driver.
I suddenly felt very 16.
I realized I had only thought of people as 17as what
their purposes were in my life. I paid no attention to Janie because she was a
bus driver. I had judged her by her job and brushed her off as 18.
For all I know, I’m
just another person in 19else’s world, and may not
even be important. I 20not have been so selfish and
self-centered. Everyone has places to go , people to see and appointments (约会) to keep , Understanding
people is an art .
