Having lived in the house for so long, we found our kitchen looked old．We decided it was time to 1 the kitchen, and my husband and I were discussing 2 colors．The children, sitting nearby, suddenly all spoke together：“Not the measuring stick．”
“No,” I 3 them．“Not the measuring stick．”
The measuring stick isn't a(an) 4 stick but the kitchen side of the door between our kitchen and dining room．Along the edge we've 5 each child's growth by making a mark showing his or her 6 on every birthday．Over the years so many colored pens, pencils and markers have been used, that now, this white door is somewhat like an abstract painting．
Names and dates show different 7 , and I can tell by the script(手迹)who measured whom．An eight-year-old measured her three-year-old sister, a grandchild measured her grandmother, my husband measured me．At the parties, when this door 8 back and forth frequently, friends stop to 9 the names and dates．When we ask if they would like to be always remembered, they usually smile 10 and go back right up into place, 11 to be measured．
Many of those listed on the door are still 12 ; some have stopped．Some remain with us only in 13 ．When my mother came to see my eldest daughter graduate from university, we measured her too．It was her last visit to our home．
We haven't 14 the new kitchen color plan yet, but one thing is certain：whatever color we choose, the back of the kitchen door will always remain 15 , with lots of names and dates in various colors．
As my wife greeted me one evening, her voice came through the door,“Guess what?”
I always take a deep 1 on this very leading question．“What?”I asked．
“I just won a sales contest at work and the 2 is dinner for two at the new fancy restaurant down by the river-front!”
She was so 3 ．We knew the restaurant was extremely good．“See?I told you there would be a 4 for me to wear my new spring outfit,”she shyly reminded me．
“ 5 can play at that game,”I responded．“I will wear my gray suit, my Borsalino imported straw hat and a new silk tie．We will be well 6 ．”
It was early 7 and nearing dusk as the waiter took us to a table by a window, with a(n) 8 of the river．And the table was 9 set, with a smoke-gray tablecloth and bright colored napkins．
A delicious meal 10 in such an atmosphere should be remembered a long time．As it 11 , this will probably never be forgotten．
As the shadows lengthened, the 12 rocking by the riverbank, I murmured,“Why not take a walk?”
Hand in hand, we walked by the stores．People smiled and nodded．“I 13 realized there were so many 14 people as we have seen this evening, dear,”I observed．
“Probably your new straw hat or your 15 ,”she said．
After receiving many smiles, we 16 ourselves back at the restaurant, looking at ourselves in the 17 ．It was then that I saw the 18 for all the smiles．
Caught in the fly of my trousers and 19 down for all to see was a bright red 20 from the restaurant!
When I was a little girl, every Sunday my family of six would put on our best clothes and go to Sunday School and then church．The 1 in elementary school would all meet together to sing songs, and then later divide into 2 based on their ages．
One Easter Sunday, all the kids 3 with big eyes and big 4 about what the Easter Bunny(复活节小兔)had brought． 5 all of the kids shared their stories with 6 , one young boy , whom I shall call Bobby, sat 7 ．One of the teachers , noticing this, said to him, “And what did the Easter Bunny 8 you?”He replied, “My mom 9 the door by accident so the Easter Bunny couldn't get 10 because he hadn't got a key．”
This sounded like a 11 idea to all of us kids, so we kept on going with the stories．My mom knew the true story, 12 ．Bobby's mom was a single parent , and she suspected(怀疑)that they just couldn't 13 the Easter Bunny．
After Sunday School was over, everyone went off to 14 ．But my mom announced that we were going home 15 ．At home, she explained that to make Bobby feel 16 , we were going to pretend(假装)to be the Easter Bunny , make a basket of our candies for him and 17 it at church．We all donated(捐赠)some to the basket, and 18 back to church．There, mom hung the basket over the hanger(挂钩)and attached(附上)a(n) 19 ：
Dear Bobby,
I'm sorry I 20 your house last night．Happy Easter．
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