16. That day, my class and I visited Chris Care Center in Phoenix. Arizona to comfort the old people who needed a little cheering up during the holiday season.
The first two (1) there were for old persons who needed help in looking after themselves.
We brought them lovely flowers and beautiful songs. To our joy, they loved them.
(2) we were singing on the third floor for those with Alzheimer (老年痴呆症), most of them stared off at the walls or floors. However, one lady caught my eye. She was sitting by the door, in a wheelchair, and she was (3) — she was singing loudly. But the songs weren't we were singing — (4) they didn't sound like that. When we sang more (5) , she also did that.
Her songs were so strange, and some children began to laugh.
"Where are the workers? They (6) come to stop her!" I felt worried.
Just then, Justin, one of my students, did something that (7) surprised me.
He walked to her, (8) his hands and held hers, then said, "Grandma, your songs are so (9) !"
This elderly lady soon stopped singing. "Thanks a lot!My boy!" Then she (10) Justin's face with the other hand. Tears began to fall down her face. No words can completely (11) that great moment!
I felt so sorry then — what the old lady really needed was just (12) ! I'd just seen the trouble. However, Justin saw the lady's (13) .
Justin became my (14) that day. He taught me, a man, about (15) and love.