A Lady Named Lill
of River Canard1， Ontario. At the age of 16， her father thought "Lill has had enough schooling，" In 1922， with English as her second language and limited education and skills， the future didn't look bright for Lill.
Her father， Eugene Bezaire， was a stern2 He demanded that Lill find a job. But her limitations left her with little confidence and low self-esteem， and she didn't know what work she could do.
With small hope of gaining employment， daily into the "big cities"of Windsor or Detroit. But she couldn't 3 the courage to respond to a Help Wanted ad; ride to the city， return home. Her father would ask， "Any luck today， Lill?" "No ... no luck today， Dad，"she would respond meekly4.
As the days passed， Lill continued to ride and her father continued to ask about her job-hunting. The questions became more demanding， and Lill knew she would soon have to knock on a door.
On one of her trips， in downtown Detroit. "Help Wanted，"the sign said， "Secretarial. Apply Within." offices. 5， Lill knocked on her very first door. She was met by the office manager， Margaret Costello. In her broken English， Lill told her she was interested in the secretarial position， falsely stating that she was 19. Margaret knew something wasn't right， but decided6 With rows and rows of people seated at rows and rows of typewriters and adding machines， Lill felt as if a hundred pairs of eyes were staring at her. With her chin on her chest and her eyes staring down， the reluctant farm girl followed Margaret to the back of the somber7 room.
Margaret sat her down at a typewriter and said， "Lill， let's see how good you really are."She directed Lill to type a single letter， and then left. Lill looked at the clock and saw that it was 11:40 a.m. Everyone would be leaving for lunch at noon. She figured that she could slip away in the crowd then. But she knew she should at least attempt the letter.
On her first try， she got through one line.It had five words， and she made four mistakes. She pulled the paper out and threw it away. The clock now read 11:45. "At noon，"she said to herself， "I'll move out with the crowd， and they will never see me again."
On her second attempt， Lill got through a full paragraph， but still made many mistakes. Again she pulled out the paper， the letter， but her work was still strewn with errors. She looked at the clock: 11:55 — five minutes to freedom.
then， the door at one end of the office opened and Margaret walked in. She came directly over to Lill， putting one h Then she said， "Lill， you're doing good work!"
Lill was stunned8. She looked at the letter， then up at Margaret. With those simple words of encouragement， her desire to escape vanished and her confidence began to grow. She thought， "Well， if she thinks it's good， be good. I think I'll stay!"
51 years， through two world wars and a Depression， through presidents and six prime ministers — someone had the insight9 to give a shy and uncertain young girl the gift of self-esteem when she knocked on the door.