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　　Coming home from school that dark winter day so long ago, I was filled with excitement of having the weekend off．But I was 　　1　　 into stillness by what I saw．Mother, seated at the far end of the sofa, was 　　2　　, with the second-hand green typewriter on the table．She told me that she couldn’t type fast and then she was out of work．My shock and embarrassment(尴尬)at finding Mother in tears was a perfect proof(证明)of how 　　3　　 I understood the pressure on her．Sitting beside her on the sofa, I began very slowly to understand．“I guess we all have to 　　4　　 something,”Mother said quietly．I could 　　5　　 her pain and the tension(紧张)of holding back the strong feeling that were interrupted by my 　　6　　．Suddenly, something inside me lit up．I reached out and put my arms around her．She broke then．She put her face 　　7　　 my shoulder and sobbed．I held her tightly and didn’t try to talk．I knew I was doing what I should, what I could 　　8　　 was enough．At that moment, feeling Mother’s 　　9　　 with feelings, I understood for the first time her being easy to 　　10　　．She was still my mother, 　　11　　 she was something more：a person like me, capable of fear and 　　12　　 and failure．I could feel her pain as she must have felt mine on a thousand occasions when I sought 　　13　　 in her arms．

　　A week later Mother took a job selling dry goods at half the salary the radio station 　　14　　．

　　“It’s a job I can do, though．”She said simply．But the evening practice on the green typewriter continued．I had a very 　　15　　 feeling now when I passed her door at night and heard her tapping away across the paper．I knew there was something more going on there than a woman learning to type．

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　　Coming home from school that dark winter day so long ago , I was filled with excitement of having the weekend off．But I was 　　1　　 into stillness by what I saw．Mother , seated at the far end of the sofa , was 　　2　　 , with the second - hand green typewriter on the table．She told me that she couldn’t 　　3　　 fast and then she was out of work．My shock and embarrassment (尴尬) at finding Mother in tears was a perfect proof (证明) of how 　　4　　 I understood the pressure on her．Sitting beside her on the sofa , I began very slowly to understand．“I guess we all have to 　　5　　 something,”Mother said quietly．I could 　　6　　 her pain and the tension (紧张) of 　　7　　 the strong feeling that were interrupted by my 　　8　　．Suddenly , something inside me lit up．I reached out and put my arms around her．She broke then．She put her face 　　9　　 my shoulder and sobbed．I held her 　　10　　 and didn’t try to talk．I knew I was doing what I should , what I could 　　11　　 was enough．At that moment , feeling Mother’s 　　12　　 with feelings,I understood for the first time her being easy to 　　13　　．She was still my mother , 　　14　　 she was something 　　15　　 ：a person like me , capable of fear and 　　16　　 and failure．I could feel her pain as she must have felt mine on a thousand occasions when I sought 　　17　　 in her arms．A week later Mother took a job selling dry goods at half the salary the radio station 　　18　　．“It’s a job I can do , though．”She said simply．But the evening practice on the green typewriter continued．I had a very 　　19　　 feeling now when I passed her door at night and heard her 　　20　　 away across the paper．I knew there was something more going on in there than a woman learning to type．

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