“It’s over!Thank goodness! “School was over and I was tired.
“It’s over!Thank goodness! “School was over and I was tired. I sat at the front of the school bus.
Janie,the driver,tries to break the uncomfortable atmosphere by striking the match of talks. I try to listen politely,but usually I am too busy thinking about my day. On this day,however,her talk was worth listening to.
“My father’s ill,”she said to no one in particular. I could see worry in her eyes. I had never seen her like this before. She always meets students with a smile.
With a sudden change of interest,I asked,“What’s wrong with him?
With her eyes wet and her voice unusual,she answered,“Heart trouble.” Her eyes lowered as she continued, “I’ve already lost my mum,so I don’t think I can stand losing him” I couldn’t answer. My heart ached(疼痛)for her.
I sat on the seat thinking of the great pain my own mother was thrown into when her father diedI saw how hard it was,and still is,for her. I wouldn’t want anyone to go through that.
Suddenly I realized Janie was more than a bus driver. That was just her job. She had a whole world of family and cares for them too.
I suddenly felt very selfish. I paid no attention to Janie because she was a bus driver. I had judged her by her job and brushed her off as unimportant.
I shouldn’t have been so selfish and self—centered. Understanding people is an art.
不要软件的。
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