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Christmas morning(中考阅读)  

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A light drizzle was falling as my sister Jill and Iran out of the church, eager to get home and play with the presents that Santa had left for us.

Across the street from the church was a gas station. It was closed for Christmas, but I noticed a family standing outside the locked door, huddled under the narrow overhang in an attempt to keep dry. I wondered why they were there but then forgot about them as I raced to keep up with Jill.

Once we got home, there was barely time to enjoy our presents. We had to go off to our grandparents’ house for our annual Christmas dinner. As we drove down the highway through town, I noticed that the family was still there, standing outside the closed gas station.

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My father was driving very slowly down the highway. The closer we got to the turnoff for my grandparents’ house, the slower the car went. Suddenly, my father U-turned in the middle of the road and said, “I can’t stand it!”

“What?” asked my mother. “It’s those people back there at the gas station, standing in the rain. They’ve got children. It’s Christmas. I can’t stand it.”

When my father pulled into the gas station, I saw that there were five of them: the parents and three childrentwo girls and a small boy. My father rolled down his window. “Merry Christmas,” he said. “Merry Christmas,” the man replied.

Jill and I stared at the children, and they stared back at us.

The man said that they were waiting for a bus to Birmingham.

“Well, that bus isn’t going to come along for several hours, and you’re getting wet standing here. Birmingham’s just a couple miles away. Why don’t you all get in the car and I’ll drive you there.”

The man thought about it for a moment, and then the family climbed into the car. Once they settled in, my father asked the children if Santa had found them yet. Three glum faces mutely gave him the answer. “Well, I didn’t think so,” my father said, winking at my mother, “because when I saw Santa this morning, he told me that he was having trouble finding you, and he asked me if he could leave your toys at my house. We’ll just go and get them before I take you to the bus stop.”

All at once, the three children’s faces lit up, and they began to bounce around in the back seat, laughing and chattering.

When we got out of the car at our house, the three children ran through the front door and straight to the toys under our Christmas tree. One of the girls spied Jill’s doll and immediately hugged it to her breast. The little boy grabbed my ball. And the other girl picked up something of mine, too.

My father invited them to join us at our grandparents’ for Christmas dinner, but the parents refused.

We left them there at the bus stop in Birmingham. As we drove away, I watched out the window as long as I could, looking back at the little girl hugging her new doll.

All this happened a long time ago, but the memory of it remains clear. That was the Christmas when my sister and I learned __________________.
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