My son Daniel began surfing at the age of 13. After school every day he put on his wet suit and waited to be challenged by three-to-six-foot waves.
（然而）, one day, his eye was badly hurt by the point of his board. My husband Mike rushed him to hospital. Daniel received stitches* from the （角；拐角）of his eye to the bridge of his nose.
I was flying home from a （会议）while Daniel's eye was being stitched. As soon as I （到达）at the hospital, he reached out both arms, crying, "Oh, Mum. I'm so glad you're home. "
I sobbed, telling him how terrible I felt about not being there when he went through pain.
"It's okay, Mum," he said. "I'll be fine. The doctor said I can go back in the water in a （两个）of weeks. "
Was he （发疯的）? I wanted to tell him that he wasn't allowed to go near water again. But instead, I（控制）myself.
For many days, he kept asking me to let him go back on the board, but always （重复）"No".
"Mum, you taught me never to give up what I love, so I want to （继续）practising surfing, " Daniel said.
Finally, I gave in. Back then Daniel was just a boy with deep love for surfing. Now he is （在……之中）the top surfers in the world.
