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Backpacking through Africa, I always carried some food with me 1 I couldn’t find something to eat.
I was 2 through a local market one day when I 3 upon a jar of 4 jam.I could find tins of apple and strawberry in every corner store but this was the first time I had seen peach.I took it.
For the next few weeks, when I was feeling the need for a little 5 , I would carefully 6 the lid and spoon a bit on to a biscuit.Mum, delicious.I didn’t 7 it with anybody.It sat safely in my 8 , taken out on only special 9 .
One cold and cloudy afternoon, while I was waiting for a local bus, it started to rain.Everybody scattered for 10 and so did I.But I was already wet through so I quickly searched through my pack for some 11 clothes.
In my hurry to 12 further discomfort, I forgot that the jar of jam was 13 in my clothing.One forceful yank(猛拉)and my 14 jar of jam crashed to the concrete ground, smashing into pieces.
I was so sad that I almost cried.And then, in the corner of my eye, I noticed an old woman in rags 15 .Without hesitating, she bent down and picked up the half of the jar that still looked 16 .
Still 17 , she stuck two fingers into the jar, scooped out the 18 jam and placed it into her toothless mouth.Carefully, like fish bones, she 19 the pieces of glass.She studied the broken container 20 she was certain that there was nothing left.Then she left.
My bus arrived shortly after and, as we drove off, I wondered if the jam would taste the same to me.