It was summer and I had gotten one of the few jobs a 14-year-old can find—working at Burger King, a fast food restaurant. It 1 wasn't a good job, but it meant money,2 was something I needed.
One day, I was working behind the front counter, taking 3 . The customers were coming and going, and the woman who 4 didn't seem any different from most others.
She ordered her meal and I told her the total. As she searched 5 her purse to find some change, the woman soon 6 that she was about a dollar short."I'm 7 to say this, but I guess I won't be able to make my purchase after all," she said 8 .
That's when I had the idea of paying the difference for her. She refused at first, but after I 9 , she agreed. She thanked me and moved to the end of the count er to 10 her order. I continued with my work and thought 11 more of it.
About an hour later 12 had slowed down and I was waiting for my next customer.Then I glanced over towards the 13 and saw the same woman whom I'd helped with the money entering again. I 14 recognized her.
She walked straight up to me and said,"I want to thank you again for what you did.You see, I'm a diabetic(糖尿病患者), and 15 I need to eat something right away. That's16 I came in earlier. If you hadn't helped me as you did, I 17 have fainted. Thank you."
She handed me two dollars, 18 I'd given her.
19 the woman walk away, I realized that God had used me to help me. In the end,I was 20 not only with money but also with the satisfaction of knowing that I'd helped someone out of a tight spot.
