the situation seemed hopeless.
from the first day he entered my junior-high classroom, willard p. frank- lin existed in his own world, shutting out his classmates and me, his teacher. my attempts at establishing a friendly relationship with him were met with complete indifference1. *n a "good morning willar" received only an inaudible grunt2. i could see that his classmates fared no better. willard was strictly3 a loner who seemed to have no desire or need to break his barrier of silence.
shortly after the thanksgiving holiday, we received word of the annual christmas collection of money for the less fortunate people in our school district.
"christmas is a season of giving," i told my students. "there are a few students in the school who might not have a happy holiday season. by contributing to our christmas collection, you will * buy food, clothing and toys for these needy4 people. we start the collection tomorrow."
when i called for the contributions the next day, i discovered that almost *ryone had forgotten. except for willard p. franklin. the boy dug deep into his pants pockets as he strolled5 up to my desk. carefully, he *ped two quarters into the small container.
"i don't need no milk for lunch," he mumbled6. for a moment, just a moment, he smiled. then he turned and walked back to his desk.
that night, after school, i took our meager7（贫乏的，瘦的） contributions to the school principal. i couldn't * sharing the incident that had taken place.
"i may be wrong, but i beli* willard might be getting might be getting ready to become a part of the world around him," i told the principal.
"yes, i beli* it sounds hopeful," he nodded. "and i have a hunch8 we might do well to have him share a *t of his world with us. i just received a list of the poor families in our school who most need * through the christmas collection. here, take a look at it."
as i gazed down to read, i discovered willard p. franklin and his family were the top names on the list.
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