My dad died when I was 6 years old, so I lived with my mom. As a hard-working single mother, my mom had to provide for both of us in the city. She worked hard to pay for our rent(房租) and my school, so there wasn't much money left for other things.
One day, my best friend, Mario invited me to his birthday party. My mom had just paid the rent, so she couldn't help me buy a gift. I just brought a birthday card. I was old enough to understand, but still felt embarrassed(尴尬的).
I went to Mario's house the day before his birthday because his mom had planned a sleepover party. Having known my family's trouble, Mario's mom ▲ took me aside and took out the toys that she had prepared for her son. She let me pick out a gift and write my name on it. I was truly touched.
I'm 37 now. Although our family isn't poor anymore, I am still thankful for what Mario's mom did. That small act was important for my life.
