It was a bitter winter morning in Kennewick, Washington. John Lunceford saw a crying child along his bus1to school. Tears rolled down the young boy's cheeks as his bare (裸露) hands and ears were2red because of the bitter cold. Lunceford took his3off, which he gave to the child, and said," It'll be OK. ""I'm a grandfather. No one wants a kid to4like that," Lunceford said. His heart5because of the poor child, knowing the6winter was still lying ahead.
After7the kids off at school, the three-year bus driver and former (昔日的) US Army soldier went to the8to buy ten sets of gloves and hats. He returned to the9and determined to find the boy. A school worker10Lunceford to the library, where the boy was studying with his class. There Lunceford was surprised to11the boy with a new pair of gloves and a hat.
But the little boy was just the12. Many other students would receive the13of their familiar bus driver. He announced to the students in the library that any child found without a hat or gloves along his bus route would be given a set.
One little girl14said she didn't have a hat. As Lunceford15her a comfortable hat, he smiled and said, "I'll take care of you, sweetie."
