New year was just around the corner. I was second grade then, 7 years old. One day, on my way home from school, a lady gave me a piece of paper (say) that the neighborhood was asking people to give New Year presents to those needed them. When I showed my mom this paper, she encouraged me to take part in it and spread (kind) to others less fortunate than us. She said we would become "Neighborhood Angels"
Several days later, my mother (drive) me to the store and gave me $20 to pay for neighborhood present. Then she said, "I'll see you outside in the car." She left me alone to do the shopping I was not used to (buy) things on my own, as I had always been with one of my (parent) before. Everything seemed very strange and confusing to me, I carried on. Suddenly, the poor boy (call) back who lived in our neighborhood. I used to see him jacket during the freezing winter months, so I decided, then and there, to buy him a warm jacket. I looked at many jackets and (final) chose a heavy blue one. That evening, I sent the present to him with my mom. Seeing the tears in his eyes, I felt as if l were a real "Neighborhood angel"
