I have forgotten the name of the old lady, who was a customer on my newspaper route (送报路线)when I was twelve. Yet she taught me a1that I shall never forget.
On a winter afternoon a friend and I were2stones onto the roof(屋顶)of the old lady's house near her garden. I found myself a3and threw it. The stone was too smooth however, so it slipped(滑) from my hand as I let it go and headed straight for a small window on the lady's door. At the sound of4glass, we knew we were in5. We ran faster than any of our stones6off her roof.
I was too afraid about getting7that night and worried about the old lady with the broken window in winter. However, a few days later, when l was sure that I hadn't been discovered, I stated to feel it a great shame8making her so much trouble. She still greeted me with a smile each day9I gave her the newspaper, but I was no longer able to act comfortably when seeing her.
I decided that I would10my paper deliver(送) money, and in three weeks I had seven dollars. I put the11in an envelope with a note saying that I was12for breaking her window and hoped that the seven dollars would cover the cost of respiring it.
The next day, I handed the old lady her paper. She thanked me for the paper and gave me a bag of biscuits she had made herself. I thanked her and ate the biscuits as I13my newspaper route. After several biscuits, I felt an envelope and14it out of the bag. When I opened the envelope, I was15. Inside ware the seven dollars and a short note that said," I'm proud of you."
