My 9-year-old niece Lily is a bit fat and she doesn't do well at school. Because of these, she is often made fun of at home, thus developing some1in adults, who in turn usually don't put high2on her.
Yesterday Lily and I went to an art exhibition, where paintings from kids with disabilities were being on3. Lily has sharp eyes, for the paintings she liked most were also the best of the exhibition. She also4to help arrange the chairs and tables for a sharing meeting, and cheerfully helped me fetch my bag from another room, something that5happened at home.
Then we went to a bookshop, where I bought a book written by a mom describing her journey with her autistic （孤独症的） son. On the bus back home, I briefly6the book to Lily. It7that she was truly interested. She kept asking me to tell more stories about the friend in the book who8with small things in life. Even when I was9the topic, she made requests for more about this boy. This is the first time I've seen her so10a single topic. I'm touched that the life of an unknown11has found its way into this little girl's12.
I'm thankful for the13of the book, for the beauty that my niece14to me, and for the time we had together. I hope that I can keep seeing clearly the fantastic things in her, so that whenever the not-so-kind world puts her down, I can 15her how truly wonderful she has always been.
