Every day on my way home from schoo

Every day on my way home from school I pass old Mrs. Victor’s house. It has looked the same for as long as I can remember. Someone once said it was even older than Mrs. Victor herself, and she must (51) _____ about a hundred.

I often wonder about Mrs. Victor and that run-down house. They seem (52) _____ much alike that they are almost one thing. I have seen her a few times—walking slowly up the path with her rolling pull-cart (53 ____ just one bag of groceries. The walkway (54) _____ leads to the house is stone but full of cracks—not unlike Mrs. Victor’s face. The wood sides of the home are buckling and weathered, as is Mrs. Victor’s skin. And (55) _____ is inside? A lonely empty place where no one comes to visit. Yet, there they are—Mrs. Victor and her house—each a living relic in a modern world.

This morning as I passed by, I saw old Mrs. Victor through the sheer curtains behind which she (56) _____ her veiled life. She was sitting in a chair, perhaps knitting, perhaps doing (57) _____ at all. She happened to look up and saw me walking by but didn’t really notice me. Am I jusit another part of a world she feels left out of? A person moving through time who has left her behind? I felt a pang of (58) _____ for her and right then decided to do something about it.

My friend Kerry’s cat had kittens a few weeks ago, and he’s been looking (59) _____ homes for them. After school, I stopped by and asked to “borrow” two of them. I took them home, fixed up a basket with a big bow, and went to Mrs. Victor’s. As I rang her bell, I wondered if I was being presumptuous. Perhaps we would not be welcome. But, (60) _____ my delight, when she opened the door and saw us, her pallid face positively turned to glowing. She accepted my gift and new life seemed to pour into not only Mrs. Victor, but her house as well.

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Every day on my way home from school I pass old Mrs. Victor’s house. It has looked the same for as long as I can remember. Someone once said it was even older than Mrs. Victor herself, and she must (51) _____ about a hundred.I often wonder about Mrs. Victor and that run-down house. They seem (52) _____ much alike that they are almost one thing. I have seen her a few times—walking slowly up the path with her rolling pull-cart (53 ____ just one bag of groceries. The walkway (54) _____ leads to the house is stone but full of cracks—not unlike Mrs. Victor’s face. The wood sides of the home are buckling and weathered, as is Mrs. Victor’s skin. And (55) _____ is inside? A lonely empty place where no one comes to visit. Yet, there they are—Mrs. Victor and her house—each a living relic in a modern world.This morning as I passed by, I saw old Mrs. Victor through the sheer curtains behind which she (56) _____ her veiled life. She was sitting in a chair, perhaps knitting, perhaps doing (57) _____ at all. She happened to look up and saw me walking by but didn’t really notice me. Am I jusit another part of a world she feels left out of? A person moving through time who has left her behind? I felt a pang of (58) _____ for her and right then decided to do something about it.Bạn tôi Kerry của mèo có mèo con một vài tuần trước, và ông đã tìm kiếm (59) ___ nhà cho họ. Sau giờ học, tôi dừng lại và hỏi để "mượn" hai trong số đó. Tôi đã đưa họ về nhà, cố định một giỏ với một cánh cung lớn, và đã đi đến bà Victor. Như tôi rang chuông của mình, tôi tự hỏi nếu tôi đã được táo bạo. Có lẽ chúng tôi sẽ không được hoan nghênh. Tuy nhiên, (60) ___ thỏa thích của tôi, khi cô mở cửa và đã thấy chúng tôi, khuôn mặt của cô pallid tích cực quay sang phát sáng. Cô ấy chấp nhận món quà của tôi và cuộc sống mới dường như đổ vào không chỉ bà Victor, nhưng ngôi nhà của mình.