One Time I Helped Someone

It was back in first grade, we had a big house, my parents were doctors and I’m studying in a good school. I was rich back then. When I first met this half Chinese person named William Lim, I didn’t care at all. My dad hired him for the reason to work for our family. For one thing, he drives me and my siblings to school. I guess he was a driver. I always see him cleaning off the leaves from the roof, washing the cars, and watering the garden. I didn’t talk to him; I just know he is getting paid for what he does. After school, he came to pick us up and I suddenly heard, “Your name Ingrid, right?” I nodded and gave him a smile. I made a friend with a 30-year old man, it was unbelievable but I didn’t think that way. He was someone I could talk to, I could play with, and he’s the kind of person you can get along so easily. One time, I saw him by the window watering the orchids and plants. I went downstairs to look how he does the watering. He saw me and said “Hi there!” I smiled and went closer to him. “What’s that?” I asked. “It’s a fertilizer.” He replied. “Why do you put that?” I asked again. “It’s for the plants to grow healthy.” I keep on asking questions but he never gets tired of answering. So basically, I was a kid who needs answers. He was like a teacher and he’s a good artist too. Whenever I have projects, he would give me his time to do it. When he picks me up at school, and by the time I finished my homework, I would go to him and spend time asking and learning new things from him. He was a good man after all. William was a poor guy. He has a wife and four children to feed. My dad let him move and build a simple house on a lot we owned. With that, he won’t have to pay any rent. I grew up and still he was there, still working for our family, still a driver. My dad find him very loyal and I do too. I have a lot more thinking than before but I’m still a kid to him and our friendship grew even more. At school, we were waiting for my sister in the car, and