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    Perhaps the only test score that I remembered is the 55 when I was in high school.

    The test was the final for a course. I remembered waiting anxiously as my teacher Mr. Right handed out our papers one by one. It was a rather 1 test. I heard my classmates groaning(叹息), and I could tell by the groans that the scores weren't looking2 .

    Mr. Right put my paper on my desk. There in big red numbers, circled to draw attention, was my score, 55!

    I lowered my head, and 3 the score up quickly. A 55 is not something that you wanted your classmates to see.

    “The scores were not very good, none of you 4” Mr. Right said. “The highest score in the class was a 55.”A 55. That's me!5 my sad look didn't look so bad. I had the highest score. I felt a lot better.

    I walked home alone that day with the low but high score. My father knew that I had a big 6 that day and asked me as soon as I got home, “7 did you do in your test?”

    “I made a 55,” I said.

    A frown(皱眉) now stood on my father's face. I knew I had to8 at once. “But Dad, I had the highest score in the class, ” I 9  said. I thought that explanation would make a difference.

    “You 10 !” my father replied.

    “But it's the highest!” I 11.

    “I don't12 what scores others had, but you failed. What 13is what you do!” my father firmly said.

    For years, my father was 14 that way. It didn't matter what others did, it only mattered what I did and that I did it excellently.

    We often don't understand the 15 of good parents until we ourselves stand in the parents' shoes. My father's words have carried me throughout life.

    Ann was ill. She went to see a doctor. The doctor asked her to1her tongue (舌头), and then he said,  "OK. You can put your tongue back now. There's2wrong with you, but I'm afraid you have a problem, you never do3"

    "But, doctor," Ann said, "I don't think so."

    "Don't4me what you think," the doctor said, "I see a lot of people5you. None of them get any exercise. They sit in offices all day and in front of the TV in the evening. You must walk quickly for at least 20 minutes a day."

    "Doctor, you don't understand," Ann said, "I take enough exercise every day."

    "I don't want to6any excuses," the doctor said, "You must spend time 7 exercise, if you don't, you will get8 and have health problems."

    "But I walk every day." Ann said.

    "Oh, yes, and I know what kind of walking that is. You walk9meters to the bus stop from your house, from the bus stop to your office, and from your office to your dining-room for lunch and back. That's not a real walk. I'm talking about a walk by the lake or in the park for 20 minutes every day."

    "Would you please 10  me, doctor?" Ann said,   "I'm a postwoman. I walk for nearly seven hours every day."

    For a moment the doctor was silent, then he said, "Can I see your tongue again?"

    For years I went to school by bus. The first time on the bus. I saw different faces. I greeted them and cold faces 1 smiling faces. As the days went on, we talked like old friends.

    But it was a pity(遗憾) that I was 2 to set up the same friendship with a quiet girl in the front of the bus. 3 old clothes showed that she didn't have much money. She always took a cup of water for the driver. I guessed she was a 4 girl. But why didn't she talk with us? Why did she never reply to our friendly greetings?

    Then, one evening, I got the 5. I walked to the park near my home and found the girl sitting alone under a tree. I greeted her 6 the same warm smile that I had shown to her all these months. To my surprise, this time she 7 back. As soon as she began her first word, I 8 why she hadn't spoken to us before. Talking was hard for her.

    She told me. "I 9 speak very well. Most of the time. I have trouble expressing myself. I have no friends. But you always smile at me, so I 10 want to smile." That evening, we talked a lot.

    When I was a little girl, I remember that when my dad was repairing something, every time he asked me to 1the hammer(锤子) for him, just so we would have a time for a 2  with each other. I 3  saw my dad drinking or taking a night out. All he did after work was taking care of his family.

    I grew up and left home for college and since then, my dad had been calling me every Sunday morning, no matter what. And when several 4  later I bought a house, my dad was 5  it by himself for three days in the 38℃ summer heat. All he asked was to hold his paint brush and 6  to him. But I was too 7  in those days. I did not find any time for a conversation with my dad.

    One Sunday morning we had a telephone talk 8 usual, I noticed that my dad had   totally 9  some things that we talked lately. I was in a hurry, so our conversation was a bit  10. Few hours later that day came a call. My father was in a  11  with an aneurysm(动脉瘤). Immediately I bought a ticket for a flight and on my way I was thinking about all12occasions(场合) to have a talk with my dad.

    By the time I 13  at the hospital, my father had passed away. Now it was he who did  not have 14  for a conversation with me. After his death, I 15  much more about him, and even more about myself. All he ever asked me was my time. And now he has all my attention every single day.