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I was 15 when I walked into McCauley’s Bookstore in Ashland．As I was looking at titles(標題)on the shelves, the man behind the counter(柜臺)， 1 , asked if I’d like 2 ．I needed to start 3 for college, so I said yes．I 4 after school and during summers for the lowest wages(薪金)，and the job helped 5 my freshman(or first)year of college．I would work many other jobs：I made coffee in the Students’ Union during college, I was a hotel maid(or waitress)and 6 made maps for the U．S．Forest Service．But selling books was one of the most satisfying(令人滿意的)．
One day a woman asked me for books on cancer．She seemed fearful(or much afraid)．I showed her almost 7 we had at that time in store and found other books we could order(定貨)．She left the store less 8 ．I’ve always remembered the 9 I felt in having helped her．
Years later, as a 10 in Los Angeles, I heard about an immigrant(移民) child who was born 11 his fingers connected(or joined together), web-like．His family could not afford(or pay for)a corrective(矯正；整形)operation, and the boy lived in 12 , hiding his hand in his pocket．
I 13 my boss to let me do the story．After my story was broadcast, a doctor and a nurse called, offering to perform the 14 for free．
I visited the boy in the recovery(康復)room soon after the operation．The first thing he did was to hold up his 15 hand and say, “Thank you．” I felt a sense(感覺)of 16 ．
In the past, while I was 17 , I always sensed(or felt)I was working for the customers(顧客)，not the store．Today it’s the 18 ．NBC News pays my salary(工資)， 19 I feel as if I work for the 20 , helping them make sense of(or find the meaning of)the world．
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