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　　My parents operated a small restaurant in Seattle．It was open twenty-four hours a day, six day a week．And my first real job, when I was six years old, was 　　1　　 the diners’ shoes．My father had done it when he was young, so he taught me 　　2　　 to do it efficiently, telling me to 　　3　　 to Re-shine the shoes if the customer wasn’t 　　4　　．

　　Working in the restaurant was a cause of great 　　5　　 because 1 was also working for the good of the family．But my father 　　6　　 that I had to meet certain standards to be part of the team．I 　　7　　 to be punctual(守时的), hard-working, and polite to the 　　8　　．

　　I was 　　9　　 paid for the work I did at the restaurant．One day I made the mistake of advising Dad that he 　　10　　 give me ＄10 a week．He said, “OK．How about you paying me for three meals a day you have here?And 　　11　　 the times you bring in your friends for free soft drinks?”He 　　12　　 I owed him about ＄40 a week．

　　I remember returning to Seattle after being 　　13　　 in the US Army for about two years．I had just been promoted to Captain at that time．And full of pride, 1 walked into my parents’ restaurant, but the 　　14　　 thing Dad said was,“How about your 　　15　　 up tonight?”I couldn’t 　　16　　 my ears!I am an officer in the Army!But it didn’t 　　17　　 As far as Dad was concerned, I was just 　　18　　 member of the team．I reached for the mop(拖把)．Working for Dad has taught me the devotion to a 　　19　　 is above a11．It has nothing to do with 　　20　　 that team is involved in a family restaurant or the US Army．

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　　When I registered for Latin class as a high school freshman, I had no idea that the teacher would be one of the most influential people in my life．Miss Siegesmund 　　1　　 as a very attractive lady of medium height, dressed stylishly in a colorful suit．Her dark brown hair shone like gold, and she was refined and elegant．“Teachers are not supposed to be so 　　2　　,” I thought to myself．Later she proved to have a charming personality to 　　3　　 her looks．I was her student for four years．

　　At the beginning of high school, I was a thin girl whose mouth shone with the silver metal of braces(牙套)．I was so shy that I often crossed the street to 　　4　　 talking to classmates．My mother did not believe in praise as a reward for good work, 　　5　　 she always thought that praise would 　　6　　 too much pride in oneself．This strange belief had an 　　7　　 impact on my childhood．

　　I showed my 　　8　　 in my Latin class as Miss Siegesmund believed in me．She listened to whatever I said and gave me 　　9　　．Her Latin class was fun and the stories from Roman history seemed to come 　　10　　．She encouraged good study habits, and I received an A in every class．She 　　11　　 started a Latin newspaper for which I wrote the news column．I 　　12　　 found my place in high school and gained confidence in my 　　13　　．

　　I 　　14　　 a speech contest before the whole school．Can you imagine the 　　15　　 that I had made to arrive at that point? I took third 　　16　　 in the contest．When I arrived at Latin class, Miss Siegesmund said, “You should have 　　17　　．You were fantastic!” I thought to myself, “She has so much belief in me．” Soon, my high school days 　　18　　 an even higher peak．

　　I think of myself a pure white dove with a broken wing 　　19　　 my mother's inability to carry out proper education．My teacher became my angel on earth．She 　　20　　 my broken wing and allowed me to fly to greater heights．I shall never forget her, as she was one of the most influential people in my life．

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　　It was a bright spring afternoon when Fieda told me she wouldn’t need me any more. I had just finished my four-hour work － 　　1　　 up and down the stairs of her three-storey home, cleaning the floor and washing the dished. She was 　　2　　 jeans and a sweater. Sitting at the table I had just 　　3　　 . a pile of papers spread around her. Her husband’a 　　4　　 was going to be reduced by thirty percent. And they were trying to live as if it had 　　5　　 happened. I felt sorry for her. but I also felt a sense of 　　6　　 .

　　I had been cleaning Freda’s house for five years and had 　　7　　 an unexpected relationship with the family. It was not just 　　8　　 I had become an expert at scraping（刮掉）dirt stuct to their wooden floor. 　　9　　 that I had learned exactly how to place toys on the girls’beds. It was 　　10　　 than that. For I felt I had become a part of their 　　11　　 .

　　Freda stayed at home with the kids, 　　12　　 I would often see her in the morning 　　13　　 Them to school. And I’d be there when they 　　14　　 home at lunch for sandwiches and piano practice. I had 　　15　　 them grow up. Now I 　　16　　still wanted to keep scraping away the dirt and dust for

　　I left Freda’s 　　17　　 relationship with my clients（主顾）. Who am I 　　18　　

　　Them? As a matter of fact. I’m 　　19　　 an employee － the lowest kind of employee. But I’m also a trusted 　　20　　 of the family. I can’t help worrying about what happens around me.

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