When I was in high school I met my lifelong teacher Margaret. She was a great teacher, she was always {#blank#}1{#/blank#} (幽默的) and kind to us, and we didn't feel {#blank#}2{#/blank#} (紧张的) when we stayed with her.

    One day, Marguerite asked us about our {#blank#}3{#/blank#} (梦想). And I never thought about that question at that time. I was really interested in painting, but I didn't paint very well and I always told myself it was {#blank#}4{#/blank#} (不可能的) to be a painter. So I told Margaret that I want to be an artist. I believed painting could bring me a lot of {#blank#}5{#/blank#} (快乐) although my poor painting never {#blank#}6{#/blank#} (满足) me. {#blank#}7{#/blank#} (也许)I would never have my success in the future.

    The next day Margaret invited me to her house after school. I was surprised to see many famous paintings there. she said to me: "Mike, I know you love painting, if you really love it, you should be {#blank#}8{#/blank#} (积极的) to learn more about it, don't give up." Then I took {#blank#}9{#/blank#} (参与) in our school art club. And finally I went into a top university. I thanked Margaret a lot and I also felt so {#blank#}10{#/blank#} (自豪的) of myself.