Once when I was a teenager, my father and I were standing in line to buy tickets for the circus (马戏团). Finally, there was only one family between the ticket office and1. This family made a big impression on me.
There were eight children, all probably under the age of 12. You could2they didn't have a lot of money. Their clothes were not3, but they were clean. The children talked about the clowns (小丑) .4It was clearly a very important day out for them. The father and mother5happy as they could be.
The tickets lady asked how many tickets the father wanted, he proudly answered, "Please let me buy eight children's tickets and6adults' tickets, so I can take my family to the circus."
The ticket lady told him the price.
The man's wife7her head. There was no longer a8on the man's face. "How much did you say?" He9asked.
The ticket lady again told him the price.
The man obviously didn't have enough money.10how could he tell his kids the bad news?
11what was happening my dad took a $20 note from his pocket and dropped on the ground. (We were not rich ourselves at all) He then tapped the man on the12and said, "Excuse me, sir, you dropped this."
The man understood my father was helping him. He13the money, looked straight14my dad's eyes, and in ears replied "Thank you. This really means a lot to me and my15".
Although we did not go to the circus that night, we didn't go without.
