77美分（2/2）
《美丽英文》作者：方雪梅 2017-04-14 12:47
sign“Will work for food”. I passed by. My daughter commented, “Mommy, you used to always give to those people in need. But now ...” I replied, “Honey, they just use that money for alcohoｌ4 or other bad things.” She didn’t respond. But when I said that, I didn’t feel right.
Three days later, I was driving to pick up my daughter from school. A man was standing on the corner with the appearance of worries, and suddenly something deep inside me said, “Just help the guy.” So I rolled down my window, and he ran over with enthusiasm5. He said, “Kind lady, I only need 77 cents.” I reached into my pocket and found that I didn’t take my purse. And then embarrassedly6 spread out my hands to show that I was in no position to help him. But when he turned away, I called to him, “Wait a moment！” I found in my ashtray there sat three quarters and two pennies. Oddly enough, it was the very 77 cents.
My skin was prickling as I saw this. I scooped7 it up and gave it to him. He burst out with joy and tears in his eyes, “Wow, you just made it possible for me to see my mom for Christmas！Thank you so much！I haven’t visited my mother for three years. The bus is leaving in 20 minutes！I have to go now.”
It was the moment that I’ll never forget. I think that man won’t forget it either, but I was the one who got the best gift in life—GIVING. It also strikes me that nothing is a coincidence8, and every giving has meaning, although it is the humble 77 cents.
Three days later, I was driving to pick up my daughter from school. A man was standing on the corner with the appearance of worries, and suddenly something deep inside me said, “Just help the guy.” So I rolled down my window, and he ran over with enthusiasm5. He said, “Kind lady, I only need 77 cents.” I reached into my pocket and found that I didn’t take my purse. And then embarrassedly6 spread out my hands to show that I was in no position to help him. But when he turned away, I called to him, “Wait a moment！” I found in my ashtray there sat three quarters and two pennies. Oddly enough, it was the very 77 cents.
My skin was prickling as I saw this. I scooped7 it up and gave it to him. He burst out with joy and tears in his eyes, “Wow, you just made it possible for me to see my mom for Christmas！Thank you so much！I haven’t visited my mother for three years. The bus is leaving in 20 minutes！I have to go now.”
It was the moment that I’ll never forget. I think that man won’t forget it either, but I was the one who got the best gift in life—GIVING. It also strikes me that nothing is a coincidence8, and every giving has meaning, although it is the humble 77 cents.