My name is Paul.This happened to me when I was traveling in Paris.
I was walking on the street when a man came up to me.“Do you speak English?”he asked.
“Yes.”I said.
Then he said he was a cook from Montreal，Canada.He told me he had a(n)1.“I'm here in Paris with my wife and our2children，and we don't have enough money for a hotel.My wife tried to get money from a cash machine(自动取款机)，but she couldn't3the PIN number(密码).She used the wrong number three times，so the machine kept her card.Could you4me?”I wasn't sure，so I asked to see his passport(护照).“My passport is with my wife.She is tired，so she's5in a coffee shop with our three children.We only need $100 for the night，and I6 I'll pay you back.”By this time the man was actually crying，so I thought he was telling the truth.I7to lend him the money.Then we went to a cash machine，and I gave him the money.He said thank you and left.I8saw him or heard from him again.
I knew maybe his story wasn't true.9I felt like I had to help him at that time.What if he had some other difficulties that he just hoped to hide10anyone? Anyway, $100 wasn't that much and helping him made me feel peaceful.
