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Making a commitment to buy a pair of MBT shoes was the resolution I kept from three years ago.

One morning when I was jogging in the park, a young girl caught my eyes. Wearing a pair of strange she was just jogging in front of me. Staring at her for half an hour, I run up and asked her what kind of shoes she wore. Wondering who I was, she seemed at last to get the idea. Smiling she told me the shoes are MBT shoes, and they are manufactured by a Switzerland company, Swiss Masai.

As fascinated with them, after going home I searched the shoes on the internet. The uniquely designs are meant to make people walk right. The multi-layered, cured sole is designed to simulate walking in sand ad thus creates a natural, uneven walking surface and forces the body to use all the major and stabling muscle groups, thus training the whole body to move correctly. When I learned the price, I felt very disappointed. As a student, such a pair of shoes is a luxury for me. Even if I don’t eat for three years I can’t afford one pair.

Though I can’t buy MBT shoes, I often looked the photos of the shoes on the internet. The desire to own one pair of MBT was so strong that at last I vowed whatever it will pay I have to buy a pair three years later.

From then on, if possible, I will take any part time jobs that I can find. Until now, I had taken more than twenty part time jobs. I had ever working in the market for a whole year. Besides working in the library, I insisted on working in canteen for three years. During summer holiday, I stayed in school to work as assistant in a company.

Even though I had worked very hard, after three years I still can’t bought them.

On that day I cried, and sadly cried in the street. Why I should want that? Why they are so expensive? I repeatedly asked myself the same questions. Suddenly there’s a touch in my back. Looking back there’s an old man behind me. "May I help you?" So sad that I can’t help told all things to the old man. At last I felt really relieved and decided to give up. To my surprise, he asked me if I would like to talk with him, and if I did, he will pay me 5 dollars an hour. When I was wondering, he explained he was lonely and there’s nobody he can talked to. Fearing rejection, he added 2 more. He was so generous that I can not reject. From that day on, every day at 7 o’clock I will spend one hour in talking with him.

Three months later besides the salary, he gave me a box. Open the box and I found the shoes that I wanted. Teary I appreciate to him.