It was the night before Christmas and Rob was lying in bed, thinking about the next day. His family was poor, living entirely on the farm they ran, and most of the excitement of Christmas was in the turkey they had raised themselves and pumpkin pies his mother made. He rolled over to look at his old watch — it was two o'clock. Three hours later, his father would call him to get up, even if it was Christmas.
His father never talked about loving him — he had no time for such things. There was always so much to do on the farm. “Or maybe, he just doesn’t love me,” Rob thought. He had a reason to think so. At 5 o'clock every morning, his father would call him to get up and help with the farm work. He had to go to the barn (棚) to hold the milking pails (挤奶桶) steadily when his father was milking the cow. He had to help put the tools in place and do the cleaning after the milking. He hated it that he had to do all these things at so early time.
He was not the only one awake at this night. He heard his parents whispering in the next room. “Mary, I hate to call Rob in the mornings. He’s growing so fast and he needs his sleep. If you could see how he sleeps when I going to wake him up! I wish I could manage alone.”
“Well, you can’t, Adam,” His mother’s voice was gentle. Besides, he isn’t a child anymore. It’s time he took his turn.”
“Yes,” his father said slowly. “But I do hate to wake him.”
When he heard these words, something in him spoke: his father loved him! He had never thought of that before, taking for granted the tie of their blood. Now that he knew his father loved him, he had to do something different on this Christmas. He did save and buy them each something every year, but he wished he had a better present for his father instead of the usual tie from the ten-cent store.
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A good idea suddenly struck him.
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It being almost five, he rushed back to his room and jumped into bed, waiting to be woken up.
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“Mommy, don’t go,” my threeyearold son screamed as I walked to the door. My fifteenyearold leaned against the kitchen counter with his arms folded across his chest, not screaming, but glaring at me as I pulled his little brother off my legs.
“Are you mad at me too?”
“You spend all your time taking care of other people’s kids, but what about us?” Dylan left angrily.
I was shocked and a little hurt. How could my own child not understand that the work I was doing was saving lives? Then the answer hit me. He didn’t know, because he had never seen what Healing the Children actually did. Dylan had heard the stories of sick children, but had never once looked into the eyes of a child and understood the hard truth—that without our help, the children would likely die.“Get dressed. You are going with me,” I said.
I spent the drive explaining the case of Hector to my son, who pretended to ignore me the entire time. “He’s seven, only weighs thirty pounds and is very sick. He has a heart condition called Tetralogy of Fallot, which could kill him. It is a miracle (奇迹) that he is still alive.”I went on to explain that it took a team of volunteer medical staff to get Hector to the hospital from his remote village and care for him while he was there. Still, Dylan seemed unimpressed.
We stopped at a convenience store for water and snacks. Dylan had one large and one small Slurpee (思乐冰饮料). He said the small one was for Hector. I doubted whether the little guy would be able to drink it, but remained silent. This was the first interest Dylan had shown in being there. I wasn’t about to ruin it.
I stopped at the nurses’ station to check on Hector’s progress while Dylan went to his room. Our patient was recovering physically, but the nurse was concerned that Hector was struggling emotionally. She said, “Kids usually bounce back fast, but he hardly speaks and never smiles.”
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Imagine my surprise when I heard laughter from Hector’s room
______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________On the way home that night, Dylan asked me several times whether Hector would be okay.
______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________I thought my parents were crazy when they said over dinner one night that I was going to have a brother or sister in about nine months. I always wanted a little brother or sister, and now I was finally going to get one. However, I was at a point in my life where I was used to not having brothers or sisters, and being the center of attention at home.
The next several months were filled with excitement as we prepared for the new addition to the family. My Aunt Dorothy and Aunt Lynda threw her a wonderful baby shower. To my surprise, I also received presents. My family was worried about how I would feel once the baby was born, so they showered me with attention. All of my friends were excited for me. In a way, I thought they were looking forward to me experiencing the pains of being an elder sister.
The following days went by rather quickly. Before I knew it, one summer morning in June my mom was taken to the hospital. I was visiting my Aunt Lynda in Missouri when we got the call that my mom was in labor (分娩), so we drove to the hospital, hoping that we wouldn’t miss the big event. We stepped into the hospital at 12:03 p.m., which was the exact time my sister, Bekah, was born.
My mom had some complications (并发症) after the delivery. What was supposed to be a time of celebration now became a life-or-death waiting game. My first reaction was to hate the baby, since I felt it was all her fault (错误) that this happened. I had my mom to myself for fifteen years of my life, and now it looked as if she was going to be taken away from me forever.
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When I saw Bekah for the first time, those bad feelings went away.
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One week later, my mom pulled through, and it was time to go home.
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My dad, George, only had an eighth-grade education. A quiet man, he didn’t understand my world of school activities. From age 14. he worked. And his dad, Albert, took the money my dad earned and used it to pay family expenses.
I didn’t really understand his world either: He was a livestock trucker, and I thought that I would surpass anything he had accomplished by the time I walked across the stage at high school graduation. Summers in the mid-70s were spent at home shooting baskets, hitting a baseball, or throwing a football, preparing for my future as a quarterback on a football team. In poor weather, I read about sports or practiced my trombone. The summer before my eighth grade I was one of a group of boys that a neighboring farmer hired to work in his field. He explained our basic task, the tractor fired up and we were off, riding down the field looking for weeds to spray with chemicals. After a short way, the farmer stopped and pointed at a weed which we missed. Then we began again. This happened over and over, but we soon learned to identify different grasses like cockleburs, lamb’s-quarters, foxtails, and the king of weeds, the pretty purple thistle. It was tiring work, but I looked forward to the pay, even though I wasn’t sure how much it would amount to.
At home, my dad said, “A job’s a big step to growing up. I’m glad you will be contributing to the household.” My dad’s words made me realize that my earnings might not be mine to do with as I wished.
My labors lasted about two weeks, and the farmer said there might be more work, but I wasn’t interested. I decided it was not fair that I had to contribute my money.
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The pay day arrived at last.
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____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________Last Saturday, when I was checking out at the grocery store, the girl in front of me caught my attention. She was in a red coat and had long hair. She was pushing one shopping cart with a basket in front. The basket held just a few items: corn, a lot of bread, some canned goods and a bunch of gorgeous colored roses. Several times when I was looking at her, I caught her looking at those lovely roses and smiling. I thought she must like roses very much. Therefore, I commented that those roses were, indeed, very lovely and beautiful. She said, "Roses are my grandma's favorite flowers, and I really want to buy some for her. "
Then; when I was waiting to bill my items, I heard the girl say to the cashier, "Em. . . , you can put those roses back, because I really can't afford them now. I don't have enough money. "
On hearing that, I asked her if she allowed me to buy them for her. She shook her head and said, "Why would you want to do that? You certainly don't have to. "I replied that I just wanted to give her "a special thing" because her grandma loved them so much. However, she still seemed hesitant. Then I told her that she would be doing me a great kindness if she allowed me to gift them to her. With tears in her eyes, she agreed and thanked me again and again.
The moment I handed the cashier the money for the roses, I noticed he was a little teary too. As I said goodbye to him and began to walk away, I found the girl holding the roses and staring at me at the gate.
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When I walked out of the store, one of my past memories crowded in.
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I have given the girl beauty and made her day beautiful.
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When Jayce Crowder was in kindergarten, he began noticing that he looked different from his classmates. They had two hands. But he had only one.
It started when one boy teased him. Jayce was in a bad mood. He’d return home in Des Moines, Iowa, with questions: Why am I different? Why me? Why? “He actually told us that he was mad at looking so different from others,” said his mother, Cortney Lewis. “That really hurt him.” Lewis admitted she didn’t know what to do at that point. How could she provide answers to her son’s questions when she had never found those answers herself ?
A few weeks later, Lewis came home from her job and turned on the TV to a news story about Trashaun Willis, an eighth-grader from Washington middle school, Iowa. The boy, then 14, had become an Internet star after posting videos of his slam dunk (扣篮), and, like Jayce, he was missing most of his left arm. Lewis called Jayce in to see Trashaun on TV, too.
He was shocked, staring at one dunk after another. He was shocked, staring at one dunk after another.
“Cool,” Jayce remembered thinking with excitement. “ I saw him dunking on TV.”
Willis’ story blew up last winter. The Des Moines Register wrote about him. NBC Nightly News flew to Iowa to interview him. Just recently, Sports Illustrated named him one of its Sports Kid of the Year finalists.
At the time, it seemed that watching Trashaun would simply be an inspiring moment for Jayce—he’d see a shining role model with a seemingly similar born disability. And had it stayed just that, Lewis would have been happy. But little did she know that a family friend had already reached out to the Des Moines Register, asking the newspaper to help set up a meeting with Trashaun to encourage Jayce and build his confidence. A few days later, the good news that Trashaun accepted the invitation to meet Jayce came.
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Finally, the boys met at Washington Middle School on a Saturday afternoon several months later.
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After the meeting, Jayce learned to accept his disability.
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I wanted to go to a party. It was a beach party. It had been almost the only thing my friends had been talking about for the last couple of weeks. But my mom had said no. “You are not allowed to go,” replied my mother. I was disappointed. This was my best friend’s party.
Sunday dinner came around and my granny joined the family for the meal. Granny noticed how upset I had been looking during the meal but didn’t say a thing. It was my turn to wash up and Granny said, “Let me help you”, while the rest of the family shifted into the living room to watch TV.
“What’s up?” asked Granny as I dumped the dishes into the foaming (起泡的) water. Granny wiped a plate with a tea towel. “Mom won’t let me go to my best friend’s party,” I said sadly. “Has Mom explained why she doesn’t want you to go?” asked Granny. “No,” I replied. “Then for a moment, put yourself in her position,” said Granny. “If you were Mom, what would your objections be?
I hadn’t stopped to think about my mom’s side. All I had seen was what I wanted. “Well,” I answered after thinking for a moment or two, “It’s a beach party. Maybe she doesn’t trust us or thinks we’ll get into trouble. Maybe she thinks we’ll drown or something, but we all know how to swim and look after ourselves.”
“Are there going to be any adults there?” asked Granny. “No,” I said, “Who wants parents hanging around when you’re trying to have fun?” “Might it just be,” said Granny, “that your mother is concerned and doesn’t want anything to happen to you?” “Nothing will happen,” I objected. “Maybe you’re right,” said Granny, “but maybe Mom’s worried in case it could.”
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Upon hearing what she said, I began to reflect.
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