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| I saw the old man, with his untidy clothes and messy hair, as he dashed between the rows of the department store. He was trying to be ordinary but he was hard not to 1 . He 2 the saleswoman and with a slight 3_, possibly German, asked where the women's shoes were sold. "Fourth floor." She responded in a voice I could hear 10 miles away. "Pardon? Where did you say they were?" he asked again, apparently 4_. Clearly the old man was somewhat 5 "Fourth floor, sir," the friendly saleswoman replied patiently, this time so _6_ that customers turned to see what was causing the _7 . I continued watching as the man thanked the saleswoman and 8 for what I assumed was the fourth floor. But rather than walk to the 9 or the lift, he dashed behind a shelf, took out a notebook and started writing hurriedly, with an almost mad 10 on his face. Then he went straight up to another saleswoman and asked where the women's shoes were sold. Again he asked her to 11 the answer and once more he walked away and took down some notes. He did this three more times before a department store 12 , thinking him mad, removed him from the store. But rather than be 13 , the old man departed with a huge smile on his face. Although the incident was 14 , it was not until a year later, during my first year of university, that I gave it any further 15_. I walked into my language classroom and met my professor. It was that very same man. | ||||
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| How did you do it, Dad? How have you managed not to take a drink for almost 20 years? It took me almost 20 years to have the 1 to even ask my father this very personal question. When Dad first 2 drinking, the whole family was on pins and needles every time he got into a 3 that, in the past, would have started him 4 again. For a few years we were 5 to bring it up for fear that the drinking would begin again. "I had this little poem that I would recite to myself at least four to five times a day," was Dad's 6 to my 18-year-old unasked question. "The words were a constant (经常的) 7 to me that things were 8 so hard that I could not deal with them," Dad said. Then he 9 the poem with me. The poem's 10 , yet profound (深刻的) words immediately became 11 of my daily routine as well. About a month after this 12 with my father, I received a gift in the mail from a friend of mine. It was a book of daily sayings of wisdom with one 13 for each day of the year. It has been my 14 that when you get something with days of the year on it, you naturally turn to the page that lists your own 15 . I 16 opened the book to November 10 to see 17 words of wisdom this book had in store for me. I was 18 when I looked at the page, and then tears of disbelief and appreciation 19 down my face. There, on my birthday, was the exact same poem that had 20 my father for all these years! It is called the Serenity (平静) Prayer: God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change; the courage to change the things I can; and the wisdom to know the difference. | ||||
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| "We expected our first child to be perfect." Most parents have thought so. I know that' s what I 1 with our oldest son, Joe.He would be perfect.Joe would sail through 2 from learning ABC' s to being awarded a Ph.D.. Joe, 3 , had other ideas. He was always a 4 kid.He wasn't the kind of boy who threw 5 at passing cars on a freezing winter day or who dropped water balloons on the mailman during the heat of August. But he wasn't perfect.Especially when it came to that nice little 6 that I had about sailing through school. From the day Joe started kindergarten he struggled with scissors and handwriting and math. Always 7 . He passed each grade with great 8 , never at the top of his class. How I 9 friends who had children with the "math gene".A mom told me her daughter was doing high school algebra(代数) while in the sixth grade.Another mom said her son had just taken first place in the district' s annual Math Challenge. After hearing these stories, I would look at Joe and 10 : Why didn't we raise a mathematical talent? How is he ever going to get into 11 if he does not get better at math? Needless to say, my motherly 12 never really amounted to(总计) much.Does it ever? Moms tend to worry and worry, while whatever they' re worrying about usually 13 on its own. During high school, Joe slowly 14 at math.He got through algebra I & II, and geometry, our state requirements for math.I felt greatly 15 at his little achievement.Then he announced that he' d take pre-calculus (微积分) in his last year of high school, which 16 me a lot. "Why?" I questioned. "Because I need to keep my skills up," he explained." I 17 math, but I need to take it so I don' t forget how to do it." "For college, " he added."I want to do really well in college, Mom.I know it will be 18_,but I think it' s important that I try to do my best." My oldest son wasn't perfect.He wasn't a math talent, either.But he knew what was important: he was focusing on his 19 while I was worrying over his past.And that, to me, is even better than being 20 . | ||||
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