完形填空 I was 15 when I walked into McCarley's bookstore in Ashland. As I was looking at all the books on the 1 , the shop owner asked if I'd like a job. I needed to start 2 money for college, so I said yes. I worked after school and during the summer for the lowest pay, and the job helped pay for my first year of college. I would do many other jobs and I 3 made maps for the US Forest Service. But selling books was one of the most satisfying.
One day a woman asked me for books on cancer. She seemed 4 . I showed her almost everything we had at that time in the 5and found other books we could order. She left the store less 6 . I've always remembered the 7 I felt in having helped her.
Years later, as a TV reporter in Los Angeles, I 8 a child who was born with his fingers connected(jointed together). His family could not 9 a corrective operation, and the boy lived in shame, hiding his hand in his pocket.
Luckily, I 10 persuading(说服) my boss to let me do the story. After my story was broadcast, a doctor and a nurse called, 11 to perform the operation for free.
I visited the boy in the recovery room soon after the operation. The first thing he did was to hold up his repaired 12and say, “thank you.” I felt a sense of 13 .
In the past, while I was at McCarley's bookstore, I always felt that I was working for the 14 , not the store. Today it's the same. NBC News pays me, 15 I feel as if I work for the TV viewers, helping them make sense of the world, not the TV station.
