I moved to a new neighborhood two months ago. In the house with a large 1across the road lived a taxi driver, a single parent with two school-aged children. At the end of the day, he would 2 his taxi on the road. I 3 why he did not park it in the garage.
Then one day I learned that he had another car in his garage. In the afternoon he would come home 4 work, leave his taxi and go out for his5 affairs in his other car, not in his taxi. I felt it was a 6.
I was curious to see his personal car but did not make it until I 7 to be outside one evening two weeks 8, when the garage door was 9 and he drove out his “own” car: a Rolls-Royce（劳斯莱斯）! It shook me completely 10 I realized what that meant. You see, he was a taxi driver. But 11 inside, he saw himself as something else: a Rolls-Royce owner and a(n) 12. He drove others in his taxi but himself and his children in his Rolls-Royce. The world looked at his taxi and 13 him a taxi driver. But for him, a taxi was just something he drove for a living, Rolls-Royce was something he drove for a(n) 14.
We go to bed every night and 15every morning as parents or children, not as bankers, CEOs or professors. We go for a 16 as close friends or go for a vacation as a 17. We love life as it is. Yet often, we base our entire happiness and success on how much bigger and better a 18 we have. And we ignore our Rolls-Royce, by 19it dusty in our garage. We should focus more on 20 we are than what we do!
