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I returned to Abuja, the capital of Nigeria, after college graduation.I had been there before my mother became a minister.
Two weeks later, I told my mother I was bored.She said, “Here’re the car keys.Go and buy some fruit.” 1 , I jumped into the car and speeded off.
Seeing me or rather my 2 , a boy sprang up(跳起来), 3 to sell his bananas and peanuts.“Banana 300 naira.Peanut 200 naira!”
Looking at his black-striped bananas, I 4 to 200 total for the fruit and nuts.He 5 .I handed him a 500 naira note.He didn’t have 6 , so I told him not to worry.He was 7 and smiled a row of perfect teeth.
When two weeks later, I 8 this same boy.I was more aware of my position in Nigerian society.I should 9 this country as the son of a 10 .But it was hard to find pleasure in a place where it was so 11 to see a little boy who should have been in school selling fruit.
“What’s up?” I asked.He answered in 12 English, “I…I no get money to buy book.” I took out two 500 naira notes.He looked around 13 before sticking his hand into the car 14 the bills.One thousand naira means a lot to a family that 15 only 50 000 each year.
The next morning, security officers told me.“In this place, when you give a little, people think you’re a fountain of opportunity(机会).”
16 it’s right, but this happens everywhere in the world.I wondered if my little friend had actually used the money for 17 .
After six months’ work in northern Nigeria, I returned and saw him again standing on the road.
“Are you in school now?”
He nodded.
A silence fell as we looked at each other, then I 18 what he wanted.I held out a 500 naira note.“Take this.”
He shook his head fiercely and stepped back 19 hurt.
“It’s a gift, ”
I said.
Shaking his head again, he handed me a basket of bananas and peanuts.“I’ve been waiting to 20 these to you.”