My family and I were taking a well-deserved vacation to Disneyland. I had never been there before and was eagerly 1 the magic. There was another reason that this trip was 2 . My father was a workaholic who worked long hours. I 3 to spend time with him.
The day finally arrived. Excited, I threw in my favorite autograph book and then 4 the suitcase zipper around the overflow (溢出) of items. I didn' t get any sleep that night. After a brief breakfast we 5 the open road. It was all 6 driving for the first hours until I unexpectedly felt a sharp jerk (甩动), We switched to the side of the road, and my dad said the engine was 7 . We were in the middle of four lanes of traffic, so the easiest thing to do would be to 8 someone down and get a ride into 9 .
An hour later, my dad was still waving his hands at every passing car. Finally, my father 10 and decided to walk into town. I was certain it was a very long distance. But my father just said that he wouldn' t let anything ruin this 11 . My heart ached as he began to walk away from our car. My dad has a back problem, and he was too 12 to admit that he couldn' t even walk a couple of miles.
Then I saw a figure out of the window. It was a lone trucker. He had walked across four lanes of traffic to get to us. The feeling I felt at that moment is 13 . I was truly touched that this man cared so much. He didn' t even know us, and he didn' t expect anything 14 .
Father got his ride back to town, and our car was repaired. My visions of Mickey were rekindled (重新点燃), as was my 15 that angels do exist. None of this would have been possible if that man hadn' t given us the gift that he owns—the gift of kindness.
