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| When I was eleven, I had a paper route (送报纸). One of my 1 , an old lady, taught me a lesson I've never forgotten. One winter aftemoon, my friend and I were throwing stones 2 the roof of the old lady's house. We wanted to 3 the stones roll down to the roof's edge and shoot out into the yard. I found a smooth rock. As I threw it, the stone slipped from my hand and crashed (撞击) through a small window. We turned around and ran 4 quickly. At first, I was too scared about getting 5 to worry about the old lady's window. But after a few days, I started to feel guilty. She still 6 me with a smile whenever I gave her the paper, but I no longer felt 7 . I decided to 8 my paper delivery money, and in three weeks I had seven dollars. I put the money in an envelope with a note 9 that I was sorry for breaking her window and hoped she could use my money to 10 ." I snuck up (悄悄走到) to the old lady's house and slid (偷偷塞进) the envelope under her door. It made me feel much better. The next day, I handed the old lady her paper and 11 her warm smile. She gave me a bag of cookies. I thanked her and continued my route. After eating several cookies, I felt an envelope inside the bag. When I opened it, I was greatly 12 . Inside were the seven dollars and a note that said, "I'm proud of you." | ||||
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