Time goes by. A week passed. I have nothing special to do this week except to help an old lady across the street. I left home in a hurry to go to school on Monday morning because I had a flag-raising ceremony that morning. When I got to the school, I saw an old lady with white hair. Her movements seemed very unsteady. I'm afraid she'll have an accident without help. So I helped her across the street. As a result, I was late for school, but I was very happy.