Mrs Turner lives in a small town .Her husband died in a traffic accident and left her little money. She was hungry and lived in a cold room in winter. A shopkeeper had pity on her and told her to cook for him. He pays her some money and she doesn’t worry about food or clothes any longer.

The woman is often ready to help others. She does her best to give something to the poor persons. Sometimes she would rather be hungry, she gives her food to the poor. And she’s liked and everybody knows her.

One Sunday Mrs Turner rested at home. A few men came to beg something. She hardly gave all to them and left only some food for supper. That is evening, while she was doing some sewing in the room, she heard somebody knocking at the door. She opened the door and saw an old man standing outside.

“Please have a pity on me, Mrs Turner,” said the old man. “I’ve eaten nothing for days. Could you give me some food, please?”

“Oh, I’am sorry, sir,” said the woma . “I have neither money nor food now. I can do some sewing for you if you clothes are worn out.”

“It’s very kind of you, madam,” the old man said happily. “I Have a button here. Please sew a jacket on it.”