George lived with his sick mother in a poor village.

George lived with his sick mother in a poor village.
One bright sunny morning in July, he went early to the forest two miles away. He was asked to pick up some wood from under the trees. After working hard for half a day, he looked around for a cold place to rest and eat his lunch. Suddenly some fine red wild strawberries caught his eyes.
“How good these will be with my bread and butter!” thought George. He at once began to collect all the strawberries he could find and sat down by the river, ready to enjoy them.
Just then as he was lifting the first strawberry to his mouth, he thought of his mother. “shall I keep them for her?” said he, thinking how much they would make her happy, yet still looking at them with longing (渴望的) eyes.
“ I will eat half, and take the other half to her,” said he. Then he divided the strawberries into two. But he found each half looked so small that he put them together again.
“I will only taste one.” Then seeing that he taken the biggest, he put it back. Finally he covered them carefully with some leaves, deciding to keep all for his mother.
When the sun was beginning to go down, George went home. How happy he felt that he had all his strawberries for his sick mother. The nearer he came to his home, the less he wished to taste them. As soon as he arrived, he ran to his mother and happily offered his wild strawberries. Tears in eyes, she put her hand on his head and said lovingly, “And you kept them for your sick mother, did you? God will bless you for all this, my child.”
Could the eating of the stawberries have given George half the happiness he felt at the moment
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