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　　Not everyone has the chance to be a detective．But I ever got one when I was thirteen years old．It happened in 1988．

　　One afternoon, I was walking down the street when I saw my father's new car．I 　　1　　 to see my father, but to my surprise．I saw a young woman 　　2　　 instead．“She stole my father's car,”I thought．So I quickly stopped a taxi and got in．I said to the driver,“Follow that new car in front．”And I told him 　　3　　．

　　The taxi driver had a car telephone, and I asked him to call the police．Soon we heard the 　　4　　 of a police car and its loudspeaker．The policeman ordered the woman to stop her car．Our car came to a stop, too．I 　　5　　 right now and said to the woman,“It's not your car．It's my father's．”

　　The woman smiled and said,“Oh．You're Mr Johnson's younger son, right?I've ever seen your 　　6　　 at your father's office．

　　Before I could say another word, the woman 　　7　　 that she was my father's new assistant．My father had asked her to take his computer to the shop to have it repaired．He lent her his car．After 　　8　　 her words, we called my father and he told us what she said was 　　9　　．The police and the taxi driver laughed．I felt very sorry．It was both the first time and the last time for me to work as a 　　10　　．Don't you think my story funny?

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　　He was struggling(费劲)to tie his shoes．I was struggling with whether I should help him．

　　I did, and he was grateful．

　　“Thank you,”he said．

　　“I'm glad I could help．I just thought it would be easier for me to reach,”I said．

　　He was a disabled man, and forced to look down most of the time．His arms and legs were twisted(扭曲的)terribly, and he couldn't do what the rest of us would consider easy tasks．He always managed to look up to see how you reacted(反应)to his words, however．He had a big smile, making me feel comfortable．

　　I was still on my knees by his wheelchair．

　　“Nice shoes,”he said．

　　“Thanks．No one ever complimented me on them before,”I said．

　　“No one has the same view of the world as I do,”he replied．

　　“Tell me about the world as you see it,”I said smiling．

　　“Most people can see if someone is comfortable with them or not in their eyes．I see it in their feet．”he said．“If people keep moving their feet, I just let them go, because I know they're impatient with me．I don't want to make people uncomfortable．

　　“What about me?I asked．

　　“I could see your compassion．And then you came down to my level．I was the one who was nervous．”he said．“I don't normally have someone look me in the eye．”

　　“They don't know what they're missing,”I told him．

　　“My old face is nothing to brag(自夸)about．”he said．

　　“But that smile is so big．”

　　Yes, and it's not only a big smile but an attitude．