Wednesday, August 24, 2011

The time I was a good samaritan

The time I was a good samaritan happened when I was going to my grandma's house to visit her because I haven't seen her in a long time, while I was looking outside the car I saw and noticed that a man needed help pushing his car out of the middle of the road because his car broke down, so I told my parents and they told me and my brothers to go help him. We got out of the car and started to push the car with him, After we parked it on the side of the road he felt like he needed to give us some type of reward but we told him that no reward was needed to thank us. At that time I felt proud of myself and I knew that I did something right.

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