Last Monday, my husband and I spent some time in the park next to our house. We often went to this and we knew there were some homeless people. They sometimes stayed the benches (长椅). We brought some apples, oranges and a few bottles of water to share with . I felt very happy I watched them eating our things. They said it was a big dinner for them and it was the luckiest day for them in their .
Among them, there a homeless boy called Bruce. He was about eight years old and he lost his parents in a car accident, he couldn't go to school. When I asked him, "Do you want to go to ?" He said "yes". We decided to take him and let him go to school. The boy was happy to with us.
From that day on, little Bruce became our son and went to school happily.