I sat down to read under an old tree in the park. I felt my life was 1 , for my whole world was dark.
A young boy ran up to me, out of 2 . He stood right before me with his head down and said 3 , “Look what I found! ” In his hand was a flower, and what a poor sight! The flower was dry and 4 . I gave him a small smile and then turned my eyes away so that he could take his dry flower and go off to play.
5 , he sat next to my side and placed the flower to his 6 and said in surprise, “It smells sweet and it’s beautiful, too. That’s 7 I picked it. Here, it’s for you. ” The flower before me was dead. But I knew I must 8 it, or he might never leave. So I accepted the flower, and replied, “This is just what I 9 . ” Just then, for the first time I noticed that the boy could not 10 －he was blind.
