新视野第二册Unit 3-Section A.pptVIP

Section A  My First Job;Contents;Warming up;Warming up;Warming up;Warming up; Reading  Through; My first real long-term job, though, was at a local diner called Mel’s Place. I worked there for seven years and learned so many lessons, especially from a fellow waitress. Helen was in her 60s, had red hair, and tons of self-respect—something I was really lacking. I looked up to Helen because she was doing what she loved—serving people—and nobody did it better. She made everyone smile and feel good, customers and fellow-workers alike.; I also learned how important it is to take pride in life’s little achievements: when I helped out in the kitchen, for example, nothing made me feel better than preparing the eggs and serving them just the way the customers wanted. Being a waitress really changed my life. One of my regular customers, Fred Hasbrook, a salesman, always ate the same thing every day. As soon as I saw him walking towards the diner, I would put his order in without him even needing to ask.; Thanks to the confidence I picked up from Helen, I dreamed of having my own restaurant one day. Unfortunately, when I called my parents to ask them to lend me the money, they said, “We just don’t have it.” The next day, Fred saw me and asked, “ What’s wrong, Sunshine? You’re not smiling today.” I shared my dream with him and said, “Fred, I know I could do so much more if somebody would just have faith in me.”; He walked over to some of the other regulars at the diner, and then gave me $50,000 the very next day—along with a note that I still have. It reads, “ Good people with a dream should have the opportunity to make it come true.” I quickly went to a bank, where the money was invested for me. In the meantime, I continued working at the diner, making plans for the restaurant I would one day open. Sadly, the money was not invested well