|
完形填空
Each morning, I walked past a security guard(保安).He 1 everyone that walked by him.I 2 how he knew so many people by their first name.The first few times I saw him, I didn't say hello back to him 2 he greeted me.I was lost in my own world.On Monday he asked, “How was your 3 ?” I told him about my visit to my sick, elderly mother.He told me how 4 he was for my mother's sickness.As I walked away, I realized I did not even know his 5 .The following day, I asked, “What's your name?” He answered, “Gary.” I said, “I'm Deborah.” After that, we talked a couple of times a week.We 6 stories about our weekends, our dreams, and our families.Gary got a new job and moved
7 .It has been years since I last spoke to him, yet the memory feels like yesterday.
I look back at what became a friendship of sharing stories from the heart.When you say 8 to a stranger you become a pebble(鹅卵石)thrown into a lake.With each ripple(涟漪)you create, you spread(传播) 9 that continues to give.
|