In her first morning home, my daughter started her regular jogging. She saw a little boy on a tricycle watching his mother plant flowers. She returned the boy's big smile and wave as she ran by, and yelled, “Hi!” She did this every time she saw the boy. As she was passing for the fourth time, the boy turned to his mother. “Please, Mommy,” he begged. “Make her stop.”
我女兒回家的第一個早晨,就開始她常規(guī)的慢跑。她看見一個男孩騎著一輛小三輪車,在看他媽媽種花。男孩對著她微笑,她就揮手,說:“你好!”她每次看見男孩的時候都這樣做。她第四次經(jīng)過的時候,男孩回頭對他媽媽乞求說:“媽媽,求求你,讓她停下來。”