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Forty-three years seems like a long time to remember the name of a mere acquaintance. I have forgotten
the name of the old lady, who was a customer on the paper route in my hometown when I was a twelve-year-
old boy. Yet it exists in my memory that she taught me a lesson in forgiveness which I shall never forget.
On a winter afternoon, a friend and I were throwing stones onto the roof of the old lady's house. The
object of our play was to observe how the stones changed to missiles as they rolled to the edge of the roof.
I found myself a perfectly smooth rock and threw it out. The stone was too smooth, however, so it slipped
from my hand as I let it go and headed straight not for the roof but for a small window on the old lady's back
porch. At the sound of crashed glass, we knew we were in trouble and ran away.
I was too scared about getting caught that first night to be concerned about the old lady with the broken
window in winter. However, a few days later, when I was sure that I hadn't been discovered, I started to feel
guilty for her misfortune. She still greeted me with a smile each day when I gave her the paper, but I was no
longer able to act comfortable in her presence.
I made up my mind that I would save my paper delivery money, and in three weeks I had the seven dollars
to cover the cost of her window. I put the money in an envelope with a note explaining that I was sorry for
breaking her window and hoped that the seven dollars would cover the cost for repairing it.
I waited until it was dark, snuck up to the old lady's house, and put the letter I didn't sign through the letter
slot in her door. Once again, I could have the freedom of looking straight into the old lady's kind eyes.
The next day, I handed the old lady her paper and was able to return the warm smile that I was receiving
from her. She thanked me for the paper and gave me a bag of cookies she had made herself.
Reaching for the cookies, I felt an envelope and pulled it out of the bag. When I opened the envelope, I was
surprised. Inside were the seven dollars and a short note that said, "I'm proud of you!"
1. Which of the following sentences is NOT true according to the passage?
A. The author was a newsboy when he was 12 years old.
B. The old lady didn't know who broke the window.
C. The author felt guilty of breaking the old lady's window.
D. The story happened forty-three years ago.
2. The underlined words "snuck up" in the fifth paragraph probably means "_____".
A. went quietly
B. quickly made my way
C. stole something of no value
D. searched in a secret way
3. Which of the following would be the best title for the passage?
A. A Bag of Cookies
B. A Broken Window
C. The Secret in the Cookies
D. A Painful Lesson
4. _____ probably impressed the author of the passage most.
A. The cookies made by the lady
B. The note inside the cookie bag
C. The broken window
D. The lady's forgiveness
