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阅读下面短文, 根据所给情节进行续写,使之构成一个完整的故事。
I am frequently joked by my family because I have no sense of direction. Once, when we were discussing death, my son jokingly remarked, “Well, I certainly hope there are heavenly guides, mother, otherwise, you will never find the way.”
Smiling, I assured him that I wasn�t worried. “I�ll just watch for the hill with the hedge (树篱),” I said. When his eyebrows came together in a questioning frown, I began to tell him a story about my father.
Pop was raised in a fatherless home at a time when government assistance was unheard of, so the family of five struggled mightily to survive. That Spartan(斯巴达人) upbringing caused my father to be extremely mean.
When we children—two older brothers and myself—became aware that other children got spending money from their parents, we made the mistake of asking Pop for some. His face turned stone cold. “If you�re old enough to ask, you�re old enough to earn,” he rumbled. And so, when the need arose, we went to the neighbourhood quickly seeking odd jobs or selling produce from the garden.
His attitude didn�t soften as we grew into adulthood and drifted away to jobs or college. There was a period of time when none of us had a car, so we had to ride the bus whenever we came home. Though the bus stopped about two miles from home,Pop never met us, even in severe weather. If someone complained, he�d say in his loudest father-voice, “That�s what your legs are for!”
So when I went away to college, I knew I was in for a long walk whenever I came home. The walk didn�t bother me as much as the fear of walking alone along the highway and country roads. I also felt less than valued that my father didn�t seem concerned about my safety. However, that feeling was canceled one spring evening.
It had been a particularly difficult week at college. Tests and long hours in labs had left me exhausted. Finally, the bus stopped at my destination point.
注意:
1.所续写短文的词数应为150左右;
2.至少使用5个短文中标有下划线的关键词语;
3.续写部分分为两段,每段的开头已为你写好;
4.续写完成后,请用下划线标出你所使用的关键词语。
Paragraph 1:
I stepped off, lugging my suitcase to begin the long walk home. ______________________
Paragraph 2:
Then I knew—each time I�d come home, he had stood behind the hedge, watching, until he knew I had arrived safely. ____________________
One possible version:
I stepped off, lugging my suitcase to begin the long walk home. I dragged my heavy legs and moved wearily forward. How much I envied those students who were met at their stops. As I turned off the highway to start the last lap of my journey, I was relieved to see the hedge because it meant that I was almost home. On that particular evening, I saw something grey skimming along the top of the hedge, moving towards the house. Upon closer observation, I realized it was the top of my father�s head.
Then I knew—each time I�d come home, he had stood behind the hedge, watching, until he knew I had arrived safely. I swallowed hard against the threatening tears. He did care, after all. On later visits, I could hardly wait until I was close enough to watch for its movement above the greenery. Upon reaching home, I would find my father sitting innocently in his chair. “So! It�s you!” he�d say, his face lengthening into surprise. “So you see,” I told my son, “I�m not worried about finding my way to heaven when I die.” I think I�ll see a row of hedge climbing a hill, and my father will be waiting at the top.
阅读下面短文, 根据所给情节进行续写,使之构成一个完整的故事。
I am frequently joked by my family because I have no sense of direction. Once, when we were discussing death, my son jokingly remarked, “Well, I certainly hope there are heavenly guides, mother, otherwise, you will never find the way.”
Smiling, I assured him that I wasn�t worried. “I�ll just watch for the hill with the hedge (树篱),” I said. When his eyebrows came together in a questioning frown, I began to tell him a story about my father.
Pop was raised in a fatherless home at a time when government assistance was unheard of, so the family of five struggled mightily to survive. That Spartan(斯巴达人) upbringing caused my father to be extremely mean.
When we children—two older brothers and myself—became aware that other children got spending money from their parents, we made the mistake of asking Pop for some. His face turned stone cold. “If you�re old enough to ask, you�re old enough to earn,” he rumbled. And so, when the need arose, we went to the neighbourhood quickly seeking odd jobs or selling produce from the garden.
His attitude didn�t soften as we grew into adulthood and drifted away to jobs or college. There was a period of time when none of us had a car, so we had to ride the bus whenever we came home. Though the bus stopped about two miles from home,Pop never met us, even in severe weather. If someone complained, he�d say in his loudest father-voice, “That�s what your legs are for!”
So when I went away to college, I knew I was in for a long walk whenever I came home. The walk didn�t bother me as much as the fear of walking alone along the highway and country roads. I also felt less than valued that my father didn�t seem concerned about my safety. However, that feeling was canceled one spring evening.
It had been a particularly difficult week at college. Tests and long hours in labs had left me exhausted. Finally, the bus stopped at my destination point.
注意:
1.所续写短文的词数应为150左右;
2.至少使用5个短文中标有下划线的关键词语;
3.续写部分分为两段,每段的开头已为你写好;
4.续写完成后,请用下划线标出你所使用的关键词语。
Paragraph 1:
I stepped off, lugging my suitcase to begin the long walk home. ______________________
Paragraph 2:
Then I knew—each time I�d come home, he had stood behind the hedge, watching, until he knew I had arrived safely. ____________________
One possible version:
I stepped off, lugging my suitcase to begin the long walk home. I dragged my heavy legs and moved wearily forward. How much I envied those students who were met at their stops. As I turned off the highway to start the last lap of my journey, I was relieved to see the hedge because it meant that I was almost home. On that particular evening, I saw something grey skimming along the top of the hedge, moving towards the house. Upon closer observation, I realized it was the top of my father�s head.
Then I knew—each time I�d come home, he had stood behind the hedge, watching, until he knew I had arrived safely. I swallowed hard against the threatening tears. He did care, after all. On later visits, I could hardly wait until I was close enough to watch for its movement above the greenery. Upon reaching home, I would find my father sitting innocently in his chair. “So! It�s you!” he�d say, his face lengthening into surprise. “So you see,” I told my son, “I�m not worried about finding my way to heaven when I die.” I think I�ll see a row of hedge climbing a hill, and my father will be waiting at the top.
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