After the earthquake took place(发生), I found  1 in the dark. I couldn’t move. The bottom(底部) parts of  2 my legs and my feet were hurting  3 . All around me was quiet. But above me I could hear shouts and a lot of noise. Then I remembered  4 had happened, I had been in an earthquake.

For about two hours nobody came.  5 I could reach the bag of apples, so at least I had something to eat. Then I heard people   6  to me. A team of people had come to see  7 anyone was under the broken road. I called out“I’m here!”I heard a shout. Soon a stranger climbed to the bridge near my car. “ How are you doing?” he asked. “Not too bad,” I said ，“but my feet and legs feel  8 they’re broken.’’ “We’ll do our best   9  you out of there,” he said. They didn’t get me out   10  the next morning. I had been in my car for fourteen hours.

On the way back from work every evening, more often than not there would be a homeless man standing at the exit of the freeway (快车道). He looked to be in his late 40s but was probably a lot younger. He had shoulder length straight black hair and a short beard.
Every day after work I would remember to gather any spare change, and put it aside to give to him if I saw him. A feeling of joy would come over me every time I saw him, while coming off the ramp (坡道). So did he. Sometimes the red light would be on for a minute and we would ask each other about our day. His answer would always be the same, “I’m blessed!”
Then one day I was called into my boss’s office and was told that I was being laid off. For the rest of that day all I could think of was “how am I going to provide for my kids as a mother, how am I going to pay rent?”
Needless to say that on my way home that day I was very sad and upset. I didn’t remember to look for my spare change and keep it ready like I usually did. Yet there he was as always, as I turned the ramp. He set his eyes on me, while still smiling and waving at others as usual.
While I was waiting for the red light to turn, he strolled (闲逛) over to my car. He had a big smile. He looked at me straight in the eyes and said, “Today I will give you a dollar.” He then reached into his pocket and pulled out a dollar bill.
You see that day he taught me a valuable lesson more than a dollar bill. No matter what material things are taken from you, no one can take away your choice to be joyful. Every time I’m faced with challenges, I think of the homeless man’s valuable lesson and remember that I am blessed.
【小题1】 The writer would have a short conversation with the homeless man when                .