I was a single parent of four small children, working at a low-paid job. Money was always tight, but we had all r【小题1】 over our heads, food on the table, clothes on our backs, and if not a lot, always e【小题2】. Not knowing we were poor, my kids just thought I was very s【小题3】. I’ve always been glad about that.
It was Christmas time, and although there wasn’t money for a lot of gifts, we planned to celebrate with a family party. But the big 【小题4】 (excite) for the kids was the fun of Christmas shopping.
They planned weeks ahead of time, asking each other what they wanted for Christmas. Fortunately, I had saved $120 for 【小题5】 (present) to share by all five of us.
The big day arrived, I gave each kid a twenty-dollar bill and reminded them to look for gifts of about four dollars each. Then everyone scattered. We had two hours to shop, then we would m【小题6】at the “Santa’s Workshop”.
Driving home, everyone was in high Christmas spirits, e【小题7】 my younger daughter, Ginger, who was unusually quiet. She had only one small, flat bag with a few candies fifty-cent candies! I was so angry, but I didn’t say anything 【小题8】 we got home. I called her into my bedroom and closed the door. This is what she told me: “I was looking around thinking of what to buy, and I stopped to read the little cards on the ‘Giving Trees’. One was for a little girl, four years old, and all she wanted for Christmas was a doll. So I took the card off the tree and 【小题9】 the doll for her. We have so much and she doesn’t have anything.”
I never felt so r【小题10】 as I did that day.