It’s never comfortable to take a bus during rush hour on a hot summer day. All my friends hate it. And I…, well, I [57] it too.
The story happened two months ago. I was on a bus that was packed with almost everyone in the city. I [58] my friend Neal to see a show. And then he called and said he couldn’t come. “This is not what I planned for Friday!” I thought. The air on the bus was terrible; the man in front of me smelled like dead fish. While I was feeling sorry for myself, a girl called my name. I didn’t recognize her at first. Then I was surprised to find that she was Hui-ting, my old neighbor. I [59] Hui-ting in years. We used to play together every day when we were kids. We were happy to see each other, so we decided to have dinner together. And that was the start of many dinners after.
With Hui-ting, the bus ride [60] something I love. The bus is still packed with people, but I enjoy the ride every day.
(Xiang Chang, Taipei)
rush hour 尖峰時間；recognize 認出