1 . Jackie was tall, thin, lovely, and quiet. To say that we were exact opposites is an understatement. Despite our obvious________, we became the best of friends. Unfortunately Jackie________an office with an employee who was a chain smoker.________Jackie never smoked a day in her life, it became________that she was not well. She had become short of breath and had a nagging cough. We didn’t think much about it ________she was diagnosed with lung cancer.

Jackie worked for a few more months until her________became extremely labored and exhausting. I went to visit her and asked if there was anything________she wanted. She said, “I’ve always loved angels!” I told her that I had seen one at our local store and________to purchase it for her. With the porcelain (瓷) angel ________next to her bed, her pale face showed a slight smile.

At 5：30 on a Sunday morning, my husbands at straight up in bed. He was________shaking and said, “Did you hear that?” Coming out of a________sleep and totally confused, I replied, “No, what did you hear?” He said, “It was Jackie’s________! She said, ‘Goodbye, see you later!’” Five minutes later, the phone on our bedside table rang. It was Jackie’s husband, Morrie. He said, “Jackie________a few minutes ago. You were her best friend, and I wanted you to know first.” I turned to my husband, and we just looked at each other in________. Jackie had bid us one last farewell.

Her angel had come to take her home...But I knew：Not even death itself can ________true friends.

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When I was six, I played my first soccer game. It was a real game, complete with coaches, uniforms, and parents cheering from the sidelines.

Our two teams, Team One and Team Two, seemed pretty evenly matched, at least in the beginning. The first period ended without a single goal scored by either side. We were all still learning how to play the game properly, and our inexperience ran through this part. We stumbled over the ball, tripped over our own feet, and often completely missed our kicks. But what mattered most was that we were having fun, pure and simple.

The second quarter brought a significant change in the game. Our coach decided to pull out most of our starting players and put in the substitutes (替补), except for me—I was left guarding the goal. On the other side, Team Two’s coach decided to keep their best players on the field, which made things even more challenging for us. It seemed that winning suddenly become essential, even for us six-year-olds.

Team Two started to rule the game, and I found myself surrounded by their players whenever they came near our goal. I was determined to do my best, but it was tough. I couldn’t match the skills of three or four other really good players. Team Two began to score, one goal after another. I threw myself in front of the ball with all the energy I could gather, trying desperately to stop them but in vain.

The pressure was mounting, and I could feel my frustration building with every goal that slipped past me. I shouted, I ran, and I dove, but they kept scoring. I gave it everything I had, but it seemed useless.

My parents were there on the sidelines, and I could see them in the crowd. As the game progressed, I could see the change in my father’s expression. He had been urging me to try harder, yelling advice and encouragement from the sidelines, but now he seemed different. I could see the pain in his eyes, the pain he felt seeing me struggle. It made me want to cry.

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Team Two scored their fourth goal, and it was half-time break.

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In that moment, what my father said meant the world to me.

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8 . He had the typical lifestyle of a busy manager. He was always on call and always had problems to _________ . Due to this stressful schedule there wasn’t much opportunity for his young family to see him.

In my simple, innocent mind his _________ meant other people were more important. But on Christmas Day, when I was ten years old, I was given a _________ . It was an unusual gift for a _________ girl who preferred climbing trees to playing dress-up. Confused but also completely _________, I studied the dollhouse, all the details and finishes. On a yard covered by grass mounted a two-story farmhouse. Inside, it had a kitchen, bathroom and two bedrooms begging for decorations. _________ my tomboy (假小子) tendencies, my mind started to run _________ with ideas to make this beautiful farmhouse come to life.

What I didn’t know then, was that the greatest gift was not actually the dollhouse but the fact that my father built it himself. He _________ to squeeze in attaching siding (墙板) and painting the foundation between meetings. He would _________ late and get up earlier in the mornings to do a little more each day. This was not a small task for a man not known for his handiness. However, my dad lovingly made it _________ his own.

On Christmas Day he proudly showed me all the __________ of the dollhouse he had __________ over for months: the __________ he’d painted many times to give it the perfect color and the first pieces of furniture he’d picked out to get me started on the decorating. And he even __________ that despite my tomboy interests, I would still love that dollhouse.

The gift started me realizing that his absence wasn’t at all about him finding other things more important than his family. __________ , he was working painstakingly to create a life for all of us, with the same care and devotion that he had put into that dollhouse for me.

My dad believed in new experiences!

I have to admit the examples from his youth fascinated me. He specialized in his adventures growing up in Omaha in the early 1900s. His brothers threw him into a lake to teach him to swim. His family kept a cow, which he led into the church at Christmas to give Baby Jesus milk at the age of four. On and on! He used those stories to urge me to fresh experiences.

One day he came home from work early and saw me watching a local TV show — Talent Sprouts, a daily con test for kids fourteen and under. It didn’t take Dad long to look me in the eye. “You should go on Talent Sprouts.” He added, “You can play ‘Ave Maria’ — an original by Schubert (舒伯特). Think of it — an unforgettable experience to be on TV as an eleven-year-old!”

I quailed (退缩). I didn’t want to. I was basically shy. But I knew it would be useless to argue, so I mailed my application with the required information. Days later, I received a notice about performance.

Dad was over the moon when I told him I had been assigned a day to perform less than two weeks away. Still, I had very little confidence in my talent. I did practice several times each day. However, I either skipped some beats or unable to grasp the rhythm well when practicing. I could never have played Schubert’s original perfectly, so I was increasingly uneasy about the coming performance.

When my Monday came, I took a bus to the TV station with my Dad. I checked in at the desk. The host of Talent Sprouts, and the musical director welcomed the participants and described the routine for us. Everything was fresh there. The crew in the auditorium pushed big cameras on wheels and adjusted lights. I waited on the seat and soon I was called.

I went to the piano and began to play.

Disappointed, I returned to my seat, where my dad was waiting for me.