完形填空 One lunchtime when I was in the third grade will stay with me always.
I had been picked to be the 1 in the school play. My mom helped me2 my lines over and over again. But no matter how well I said my lines at home, as soon as I got on the stage,I 3 all my words.
Finally, my teacher explained that she had written a narrator's(旁白) part, and asked me to change4 .
I didn't tell my mother what had happened 5 I went home for lunch that day. But she noticed I was 6 , so she didn't ask me to practice my lines. Instead, she invited me to take a walk with her in the7 .
It was a lovely spring day, and the leaves of rose plants were getting 8 . In the grass, we saw lots of yellow dandelions(蒲公英) popping up. My mom stopped 9 a group of plants. "I think I am going to clear out all the other 10 , and then we will only grow roses in this garden."
"I don't really want to remove them, because I like dandelions," I argued. "All flowers are beautiful!" My mother 11 me seriously." Yes, every flower gives pleasure in its own way, and that's 12 of people too," she said. "Not everyone can be a princess, but it's okay not to be one."
Relieved that she had guessed my sadness, I started to 13 as I told her what had happened. "But you will be an excellent narrator," she said, The narrator is as 14 as the princess."
In the coming weeks, she kept cheering me on, and I started to take pride in the new role. Lunchtimes were spent reading over15 lines and talking about what I would wear.