I was about to run away when my teacher came up to me.The children seemed to be happier than before.They jumped around the Christmas tree,feeling the warm light bathed on them.I had noticed their difference between other patients.So I came closer to the woman and sat next to her."Excuse me, you are not getting ill,are you?"The woman's face turned paler and she lowered her head,said"We aren't sick,we are homeless.I lost my job and our house were aold.I'm regret that Ihaven't the ability to feed the four children."Hearing this,tears quietly crept up from my eyes.Looking at the four lovely but poor children,my heart went sour.

When I had finished my reading,the hall was silent at first.We all wanted to give them a hand,but didn't know what to do.Just then,the hot coffee flashed into my mind.We could bring cups of coffee for them!Fortunately they were keeping warm.The woman and her four poor children thanked us a lot.After drinking the hot coffee,their face turned red and become more active.During that unforgettable Christmas eve,we spent whole time together with the family under the Christmas tree,played games and sang Christmas Carol.Warm currents went through each of us.It occurred me that giving and helping are the spirit of Christmas.?