On my way home I knocked into a stranger as he passed by.“Oh.I'm terribly sorry,” I said.“That’s all right.Please excuse me too; I wasn't even 1 you.I wish I didn’t hurt you.”
We were very 2 .We said good-bye and went on our way.
But at home we often 3 our loved ones in a different way.
Later that day, while I was cooking the evening meal, my daughter stood beside me very quietly.When I turned, I nearly 4 her down.“Move out of the way.” I shouted.She walked away, tears(眼泪)in her eyes.
While I lay awake in bed, I realized how 5 I’d spoken.So I decided to get up to say sorry to my daughter.On the way to her bedroom, to my surprise, I found some 6 by the door of the kitchen.At that time my tears began to fall.I quietly went and got down on my knees by her 7 .She woke up and put her arms around my neck when I kissed her.Then I asked, “Did you pick these flowers for me?”
She smiled, “I found them out by the tree.I picked them 8 they're pretty like you.I knew you’d like them.I stood quietly in order to give you a surprise.” “Oh dear, I'm really sorry for the way I acted today; I shouldn’t have shouted at you.”
“That’s okay.Mom.I 9 you anyway.”
I suddenly realized what a clever way it is to explain the word 10 like this:(F)ather(A)nd(M)other,(I)(L)ove(Y)ou!