As I held my father's hands one night, I couldn't help but notice their calluses (老茧) and roughness. His hands tell the story of his life as a1, including all his struggles.
One summer, I remember, a drought (旱灾) hit Ontario, turning it into a2desert. On one of those hot mornings I was picking sweet com with my dad to fill the last3from the grocery store. Fifty dozen was all we needed, which4took twenty minutes. That morning, however, the process didn't5quickly. After forty minutes of aimlessly walking in the field, we6needed twenty dozen. I was completely frustrated (挫败的) and7. Dropping the basket heavily, I declared, "If the store wants its last twenty dozen, they can pick it themselves". Dad8. "Just think, my little girl, only ten dozen left for each of us and then we're9." Such is Dad—whatever problem he10, he never gives up.
11, the bad effects of the drought were felt all over our county. It was a challenging time for everyone,12Dad remained optimistic (乐观的). He13to be grateful for other things like good health and food on our plates. Only then did I truly begin to14Dad and his faith that guided us through the hard times.
Dad is also a living example of real15. From dawn to dusk, he works countless hours to16our family. He always puts our happiness17his own and never fails to cheer me on at my sports games18his tiredness after long days. His loving and selfless nature has encouraged me to become more sympathetic (有同情心的) and19, putting others first.
Dad, the life20I have learned from you will stay with me forever. You are my father, teacher, friend and, most importantly, my hero.
