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I was a single mother in my 30s who lived down and out with my
daughter Peggy in a small apartment struggling hard to make
our ends meet.One day,I headed to the downtown for an
interview,I sat down in the streetcar,and there against those
seats was a beautiful silk umbrella with a silver handle decorated
with gold scrolls,among which there was a name carved.
On impulse I determined to find the owner myself.I got off the
street car in the heavy rain and thankfully opened the umbrella
to protect myself.Then I searched a telephone book for the
name.I found it immediately and called it,waiting patiently,and
then a lady answered."Yes,"she said in surprise,with extreme
excitement."It was my umbrella which had been stolen a year
ago."
So appealing was her pleasure that I forgot I was looking for a
job and went directly to her small house.She took the umbrella
with teary eyes,explaining with choking voice that the umbrella
was given by her parents,now dead.Her happiness at retrieving(
this special possession was such that to have accepted her
reward would have spoiled something.So I refused her offer and
left.The following months were hard.
I can only obtain temporary employment,for a small salary.
What was worse,I had just lost my last job before Christmas,
with only fifteen dollars left.Unless a miracle happened,I would
be homeless in January,foodless and jobless.
I had prayed steadily for weeks,and there had been no answer
but this coldness and darkness.The air was full of Christmas
merriment,with the bells ringing and children shouting in the
bitter dusk of the evening.
But there should be no Christmas for me,I knew,no gifts no
remembrance whatsoever.Thinking of this,I couldn't control my
tears on my way home,but I managed a smile so I could greet
my little daughter.
She opened the door for me and throw herself in my arms,
dreaming joyously and demanding desirably for her Christmas
gift.There I stood,frozen overwhelmed by misery.
【2022年9月A9协作体高三暑假返校联考英语试题】
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