Reading and writing one, read the story and answer this question, why will the writing never forget the taxi ride? The taxi ride i'll never forget? Adapted from the story of the same name by kent melbourn twenty years ago, I drove a taxi. One time I was called the midnight to pick someone up. When I arrived, the building was completely dark, except for one light in a window. I walk to the door, and not after a long wait, the door opened. A small woman in her eighties stood before me. By her side was a small suitcase. Would you Carry my bag out to the car? He said. I took her suitcase and gave her my ARM. We walked slowly to the street. SHE kept thanking me for my kindness. It's nothing I told her. I try to treat my passengers how I want my mother treated. You are such a good boy, he said. When we got in a taxi, SHE gave me an address. Then he asked, could you drive through the downtown? It's not the shortest way. I answered, I don't mind. SHE said, i'm in no hurry. I'm on my way to a husband. I saw her eyes shining with tears. I don't have any family left, SHE continued. The doctor says, I don't have very long. I quietly turned off the meter. What road do you want me to take? I asked. Four hours. We drove through the city. SHE showed me the building where he had once worked. We drove through the neighbor od, where SHE and her husband had lived. Sometimes SHE asked me to just slow down, while SHE SAT staring into the darkness, saying nothing. As the sun was coming up, SHE suddenly said, i'm tired. Let's go now. We drove silence to the hospice. As we pulled up, two nurses were waiting for us. They helped into a wheelchair. How much do I owe you? SHE asked me, reaching for her purse. nothing. I said without thinking, I lean down and gave her a hug. SHE hugged me tightly. You gave an old woman a little moment of joy. SHE said, thank you. I squeeze her hand and then walked back to my taxi. For the rest of that day, I could hardly talk. I believe I have never done anything more important in my life. We usually think that our lives are defined by great moments, but I now realized that great moments catch us by surprise because they often seem quite small.