When I was 14, I decided to make some pocket monkey by (help）Mr. Miller cut the grass in his garden. I worked hard because that was my first part-time job. After working for one week, Mr. Miller said that he had no money for me. That surprised me (great). I argued with him. And then I went back home in anger.
My parents told me not to be angry Mr. Miller because was in difficulties. Then my mother called up Mr. Miller and they talked about something on phone. A few days later, my mother asked me to return to Mr. Miller's garden because he was too weak (look) after it.
When I came back, Mr Miller said “Sorry, I have no money, I can do something for you.” He played CD for me. Hearing the beautiful music, I was so interested in it I forgot the money and did the work with pleasure. At last, Mr. Miller gave me a ticket to a concert.
After that, I became very fond of music. Now I'm one of the most popular (sing) in our country. I can never Mr. Miller too much.
