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The only real job I'd ever had was as manager of a local cafe. That was a rich experience, but I will never forget one thing.
Our family has a tradition of running cafes. When I was a kid, I had the dream of running a coffee shop independently. The third year after I graduated from college, the opportunity came.
My father took over a café shop in the central city, far from home. Maybe there was no suitable person to manage. My father did offer me full responsibility from decoration to business. Winter coming after fall, I was busy, painful and happy.
So tired as I was, I bothered myself to open up my café shop on the freezing morning. With many customers streaming in, I knew another long business day began. And I had to serve far into the night.
As I rushed among the tables, suddenly, a voice asked if I could mind a child. I was quite angry but I could tell the man was quite desperate(绝望的). So I had to make a deal with him that if he wanted his son to stay and wait for him, he had to buy something in the shop.
This was quite hard for the man to do. I could tell he was quite poor by the way he was dressed. It looked as if he had tried to come in his best clothes. But they still looked a bit old and worn out as if he had often worn them, just to make himself look best. Looking down I could see his shoes were also a bit torn and the heels(鞋后跟) were in a terrible state. I thought he was going for a job interview. In the end he bought a small box of cookies for his little son and seated him down in the corner. I could tell the boy was feeling down and only could do with a bit of cheering up.
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Seeing that the kid sat there, I was a bit worried.
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At closing time, the only person left was the little boy.
答案:Seeing that the kid sat there, I was a bit worried. Probably because he seldom went out, the boy sat on a seat in the corner nervously, looking down at the cookie on the table. Whenever someone came in at the door, he looked anxiously, hoping it was his father. I tried to chat with him several times, but he didn't say a word. Finally, he even ignored me. The regular customers who came and went looked at this strange little customer. Several children wanted to play with him, but he also firmly refused. I was hoping his father would hurry up. At closing time, the only person left was the little boy. After a while, the father finally came in with a tiresome look. I guessed he didn't get any job. As they were leaving, I offered the kid a little cake. He didn't eat the cake until his father nodded. I saw tears welling up in the father's eyes and somewhere in my heart became soft. You never knew how your little act of kindness might find its way into someone else's heart. I thought I had found a better way to run a cafe.