On my way home I knocked into a stranger as he passed by. "Oh. I'm terribly sorry," I said. "That's all right. Please excuse me too; I wasn't even 1you. I wish I didn't hurt you. "
We were very 2. We said goodbye and went on our way.
But at home we often 3 our loved ones in a different way.
Later that day, while I was cooking the evening meal, my daughter stood beside me very quietly. When I turned, I nearly 4 her down. "Move out of the way." I shouted. She walked away, tears in her eyes.
While I lay awake in bed, I realized how 5 I'd spoken. So I decided to get up to say sorry to my daughter. On the way to her bedroom, to my surprise, I found some 6 by the door of the kitchen. At that time my tears began to fall. I quietly went and got down on my knees by her 7. She woke up and put her arms around my neck when I kissed her. Then I asked, "Did you pick these flowers for me？"
She smiled," I found them out by the tree. I picked them 8 they're pretty like you. I knew you'd like them. I stood quietly in order to give you a surprise." "Oh dear, I'm really sorry for the way I acted today; I shouldn't have shouted at you."
"That's okay. Mum. I 9 you anyway. "
I suddenly realized what a clever way it is to explain the word 10 like this：(F)ather (A)nd (M)other, (I) (L)ove (Y)ou!
