Many years ago,I owned a service station and roadhouse on the main road between Melbourne and Adelaide.
One very cold, wet night at about 3:30 a.m., there was a 41 on the front door of our house. A young man, wet from 42 to toe, explained that he had 43 out of petrol about 30 km up the road. He had left his pregnant(怀孕的) wife and his two children 44 at the car and said that he would hitchhike(搭便车) back.
Once I had 45 a can with petrol, I took him back to his car where his two-year-old and four-year-old children were both 46 ,saying that they were cold. Once the car had started, I suggested that he 47 me back.
Before leaving, I had turned the heater 48 in the roadhouse, so that when we went in, it was nice and 49 .While the little ones played and ran 50 , I prepared bread and butter for the children,and hot chocolate for the 51 .
It was about 5 a.m. before they 52 .The young fellow asked me how much he 53 me and I told him that the petrol pump(加油泵) had 54 $15.He offered to pay “call-out fee”, but I wouldn’t accept it.
About a month later, I received a 55 from Interstate, a large bus company that we had been trying to 56 to stop off at our roadhouse for a long time. It 57 out that the young fellow I had helped was its general manager, the most 58 person in the company.
In his letter, he thanked me again and 59 me that, from then on, all their buses would stop at my service station. In this 60 , a little bit of kindness was rewarded with a huge amount of benefits.