It's Sunday afternoon. It's my son's eighth birthday today. I go into a 1shop to buy a big birthday cake for him.
There are lots of people in the shop. When I am 2 a cake, I find a little boy watching the cakes for a long time. He is 3old clothes. At last he chooses a cake. Then he gives money to the shopkeeper and says to her, “I want the 4 cake.”
“Sorry, the cake is 20 yuan, but you only have 10 yuan,” says the shopkeeper.
“I ...I have no more money,” says the little boy and he begins to cry.
“Oh, my boy. Who would you like to 5 the birthday cake for?” I ask.
“My mum, madam.”
“6 doesn't she come and buy one?”
“My father left us three years ago,” the boy says. “We don't have much7. My mother has to 8 from morning to night every day. She celebrates my birthday every year, but she 9 celebrates hers. It's her birthday tomorrow. I want to buy a small cake for her. But I don't have enough money...”
“Oh, my boy! I'm your 10 friend,” I say. “I will buy her a nice birthday cake.” I give the money to the shopkeeper and leave the shop.