Living in the shadow of my two elder sisters at college who already had their lives planned out since they were little, I was always undecided about everything. As a teenager, I was fickle (反复无常的). I would like one thing for a week and then hate it the next. But I was constantly searching for the beginning of the rainbow. Changing my dream from a vet to an astronaut, I thought there were various options available to me. However, my parents would shake their heads and repeatedly asked me such questions as, “Why can’t you be more like your sisters? What are you going to do with your life? Aren’t you interested in anything at all?” After a couple of shrugs (耸肩), my parents usually stopped talking. I was not sure if they gave up or anticipated my dull reactions. I often responded, “I couldn’t answer all of your questions now.”
Actually, my parents just had high expectations that never seemed to be fulfilled. Plus, like other parents, they just wanted to give the best to me and expected me to achieve success. The arguments with my parents seemed childish. One day, my mother made her thoughts clear, “Your grades aren’t high enough. No schools are going to want you, dear. We didn’t pay so much money for nothing.” Hesitating for a while, I said, “No matter what you say, I believe I will enter a good college.” Still, I let my emotions control myself.
Certainly, I had never planned not to go to college. After another debate with my mom, I decided to make a change. No longer would I sit back and let my parents mistake me for a bad boy. It was time to take action.
I knew it was a crucial year at high school. Releasing my feelings, I began to collect all the knowledge I had learned and review it with all my heart. I didn’t argue with my parents any more, but instead turned to my sisters for help and tried my best to study. Finally, I took the national college entrance examination with ease and confidence.
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A few days later, I received a call from my school, saying my college acceptance letter had arrived.
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My parents excitedly said behind me, “Well, open the envelop!”
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When I was in seventh grade, my parents paid a tutor(家庭教师)forty dollars a week for her coming to my house and helping me with math. It ended up raising my marks from 50 to 55.
I had to admit it was mainly my fault. Maybe I should have concentrated on my math from the beginning. But studying math was a painful and tough thing. My teachers and friends would frequently ask the question after tests, “How’s your math this time？” Gradually I became extremely afraid of math. My fear of math got worse in ninth grade. Every report card I received from my new math teacher Ms Robbins had the comment to encourage me,“I’m glad to do what I can to help you.” But I couldn’t tell her the real reason why I didn’t ask for help—I didn’t want to be considered stupid. Every question I had was, in my opinion at that time, something that the whole class had understood but me. So I ended up not caring about anything related to math, without working hard on math at all. But in my bottom of my heart, there was still a worry that I would not pass the math exam or even fail to be admitted to high school .
Finally, the day came when my classmates and I took the final test that would lead to our graduation from middle school and stepping into high school. Days after the exam, on a rainy summer morning, Ms. Robbins called me to her office.
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With worry and uncertainty, I entered her office.
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After I took the courage to tell my parents the bad news, they were silent.
I was sitting next to Missy in my ninth-grade world history class when Mrs. Bartlett announced a new project. In groups, we were to create a newspaper around the culture we were studying.
On a piece of paper, we wrote the names of three friends we wanted in our group. After collecting all the requests, Mrs. B. informed us that she would take into consideration the names we chose and would let us know the results the next day. I had no doubt I would get the group of my choice. Missy was one of my friends. I knew we had chosen each other.
The next day, I anxiously expected the class. After the bell rang, Missy and I stopped talking as Mrs. B called for our attention. She started to call out names. When she reached group three, Missy’s name was called.“So I’m in group tree,” I thought. The second, third and fourth members of the group were called. My name was not included. There had to be some mistake!
Then I heard it. The last group: “Mauro, Juliette, Rachel, Karina.” I could feel the tears well in my eyes. How could I face being in that group — the boy who barely spoke English, the one girl who was always covered by skirts that went down to her ankles, and the other girl who wore weird (怪异的) clothes. Oh, how badly I wanted to be with my friends.
I fought back tears as I walked up to Mrs. B. She looked at me and knew what I was there for. I was determined to convince her I should be in the “good” group. “Why?” I started.
She gently placed a hand on my shoulder. “I know what you want, Karina,” she said, “but your group needs you. I need you to help them get a passing grade on this task. Only you can help them.”
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I was amazed after hearing what she said.
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Finally the result of assignment came out.
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My mechanical (机械的) “don’t know how” is well-known in my family and among my close friends.
During my years as a partner on a small Indiana dairy farm I could repair a fence, but my repairs more closely looked like tying a rope than anything permanent (永久的). When partner Charlie came home from a trip, he’d look around and pick up his toolbox before unpacking.
A new neighbour once asked me for helping rewire (重新布线) a ceiling light. “I have no idea how to do that,” I apologized. “I do,” she said. “I only need you to hold the ladder (梯子).” We worked well together.
I was extremely unprepared to assemble (组装) the basketball shelf a friend gifted my son on his eighth birthday. I took it back to the store and asked for assistance. One fellow devoted his break time to the task. A half-hour later we slid the thing into the small truck. I gave him $20.
I won’t even attempt to put together furniture from IKEA, something advertised as “easy as pie”. I ask whomever I pay to do that kind of thing, for me, nothing seems to be as simple as advertised.
When grandson Connor was just beginning to write, he made a sign and taped it to my microwave: “Put on cook or defrost (解冻),” it read. I haven’t thrown it away, even though that microwave has now been replaced. I kept the sign even though I’m happy to say I never actually needed it. But I loved his gesture (姿态), which marked the beginning of Connor’s realization that Grandma needed help with some things.
And so it’s a surprise when something other than a word or phrase clicks into place (突然明了) for me. My assembly of a simple bedside table was a great success the other day. Finally learning how to use the machines to buy train tickets here in Switzerland, where I now live, was another achievement.
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Perhaps my finest moment came when a man using a wheelchair turned to me for help.
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Everyone has his own strengths and weaknesses.
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My Mid-Autumn Festival Experience
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The worst tourist in the world may be Scottie. Once he flew from the US to his hometown in Italy. He had some troubles on his journey. The night before, he stayed up late to deal with some emails, so when he boarded the plane he decided to have a sleep. Hours later, he was woken up by some noise and he found the plane had landed.
As he thought he had arrived home, Mr Scottie got off the plane. He thought he was in Rome. However, the truth was that the plane made a one-hour stop to get oil at Kennedy Airport of New York. Mr Scottie waited at the airport for some while, but nobody was there to meet him. He thought maybe they were held up by heavy traffic which was very common in Rome. He decided to give his family a phone call. Unfortunately, he found he had left his cellphone at the hotel in San Francisco. Therefore, he decided to go home by himself. While he was walking in the city, Mr Scottie found that the old “Rome” had changed a lot. Many old buildings were replaced by high modern ones. He also found that many people spoke English instead of Italian and that many street signs were written in English. What made him most surprised was that drivers’ awareness of traffic safety was improved and he hardly found any driver speeding on the road. All cars were driving in line. The condition was widely different from that in the past. He felt proud.
Mr Scottie knew very little English, so he asked a policeman (in Italian) the way to the bus station. He happened to meet a policeman who was also born in Italy and answered him in the same language. Mr Scottie thanked him, left, quickly found the bus station and got on a bus. He looked outside of the bus window.
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After several hours’ traveling round on the bus, Mr Scottie thought to himself that Rome had changed so much that he even failed to find his home.
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To get him on a plane back to San Francisco, he was sent to the airport in a police car with sirens(警报)on.
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