“It’s over！Thank goodness！ “School was over and I was tired.

“It’s over！Thank goodness！ “School was over and I was tired. I sat at the front of the school bus. 
Janie，the driver，tries to break the uncomfortable atmosphere by striking the match of talks. I try to listen politely，but usually I am too busy thinking about my day. On this day，however，her talk was worth listening to. 
“My father’s ill，”she said to no one in particular. I could see worry in her eyes. I had never seen her like this before. She always meets students with a smile. 
With a sudden change of interest，I asked，“What’s wrong with him？ 
With her eyes wet and her voice unusual，she answered，“Heart trouble.” Her eyes lowered as she continued, “I’ve already lost my mum，so I don’t think I can stand losing him” I couldn’t answer. My heart ached（疼痛）for her. 
I sat on the seat thinking of the great pain my own mother was thrown into when her father diedI saw how hard it was，and still is，for her. I wouldn’t want anyone to go through that. 
Suddenly I realized Janie was more than a bus driver. That was just her job. She had a whole world of family and cares for them too. 
I suddenly felt very selfish. I paid no attention to Janie because she was a bus driver. I had judged her by her job and brushed her off as unimportant.
I shouldn’t have been so selfish and self—centered. Understanding people is an art. 
不要软件的。 
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