This story brings to mind a colorful candy dish and a very little boy. It was between C hristmas and New Year when a few candies in a dish brightened up a boring 1 day.
It was a cold day, my 3-year-old 2, Justin, and I had run from the warmth of my parked car into the building where I had a few work-related tasks to 3. A secretary(秘书) greeted us as we brushed the 4 from our clothes. Then, with my grandchild staying close to me, I 5myself handling(处理) the business. But while my grandson's hand remained in mine, his 6 moved to the candy dish sitting nearby.
As we turned to leave, the thoughtful woman behind the desk asked the question all children 7to hear.
"Honey," she said, looking at Justin. "Would you like a 8?
The boy looked 9, his eyes meeting mine. After a slight nod from me, he 10over to the candy dish. Without hesitation(犹豫), his little hands caught one--and only one--and then he began to 11 his way back to me.
"Justin!" I said from the doorway, a little loudly as I realized manners(礼貌) had been forgotten. "what do you say? "
The little boy 12to the candy dish.
"Get grandma one, too!"
I laughed. The secretary laughed. And even little Justin innocently(天真地) 13 the fun we were having.
But in that moment. I saw something about Justin that remained long after the 14of the candy had disappeared. My grandchild was already a person with a lot of love in his heart.
In the years since, I've enjoyed a laugh or two thinking back on that moment. Really, what could be 15?