It was at 6 a.m that I arrived in the hospital kitchen .

It was at 6 a.m.that I arrived in the hospital kitchen.“Hi,I’m Janet.” I tried to sound cheerful,although I already knew that it was difficult to work with Rose.
Rose,a middle-aged woman,stopped what she was doing and looked at me over her glasses.I could tell from her expression that she wasn’t pleased to see a student worker.
“What do you want me to do?Start the coffee?” Rose nodded and went away.I filled the pot with cold water and began making coffee when Rose suddenly appeared and took over,“That’s not the way to make coffee.” I was shocked as I just followed the steps our supervisor (视导员) showed us.
Nothing I did pleased her.All morning her eyes missed nothing and her words hurt me.Totally tired,I came home late that afternoon.Fighting back tears ,I thought of my situation alone i n my room.Should I see if my supervisor would change my work But I didn’t want to
give in .Then I had the answer — I needed to love her.
Working with Rose the next morning,I ignored her sharp words and did things in her way as much as possible.Things began to change over the next few days.She became friend ly to me.As I worked with this lonely woman,I listened to her — something no one else had done.
I never see Rose again after that sum mer,but I still remember her.That summer I learned a lesson that love is the best way to turn an enemy into a friend.

It was at 6 a.m. that I arrived in the hospital kitchen. “Hi, I’m Janet.” I tried to sound cheerful, although I already knew that it was difficult to work with Rose.
Rose, a middle-aged woman...