A few years ago,I took a sightseeing trip to London.I saw many of our nation's treasures,and I also saw a lot of our fellow countrymen in the streets—1 people like beggars and homeless men.Standing on the Oxford street,I heard a voice say, "Can you help me?"
When I turned around,I saw an elderly blind woman with her hand held out.Naturally,I2 into my pocket,pulled out all of my change and placed it in her hand without even looking at her.I felt unhappy to be 3 by a beggar.But the blind woman smiled and said, "I don't want your money.I just need help to find the post office." In a second,I realized what I had done.I'd judged another person 4 for what I supposed she was.I felt a sense of 5 when I realized this.This event brought back my belief.I believed that I should never look down upon others,although I'd lost that 6 for a moment.The thing had forgotten about myself that I came from another country.I left India and arrived in Britain at the age of 15.I started my new life with two suitcases,my brother,my sister and a strong mother.Through the years,cashier,mechanic and pizza delivery driver among many other jobs,in my own life,I have 7 many acts of being looked down upon by others.I remember a time,at age 17,I was a busboy,he would end up like me.But now,living in my Britain middle﹣class lifestyle8 ,to forget who I am and where I have been,and to lose sight of where I want to go.That blind woman on the street of London cured my blindness 9 .She reminded me to always keep my eyes and heart open.I really thank her for the priceless 10 that she gave me.By the way,I helped that lady to the post office.