"Can I take your order?" Night after night, I had to say this when I worked in my family's restaurant. My father cooked well. He was a1cook in our town, Highville. He wanted me, his only son, to cook with him, but2didn't like cooking. Because of the restaurant, my father was always busy. He 3had time to play football with me.
During my high school and college years, I worked in the restaurant. But I always4to work in the kitchen. I disliked the job and I couldn't5to graduate (毕业) so that I could keep away from the family business (生意). Several days6my graduation day, my father and I started looking at new cars. Finally, we found the right car. I was sure that my father would give it to me as my graduation7.
On my graduation day, my father gave me an old cookbook. I was so angry that I gave it back to him8saying a word and ran out of the house. Several days later I9away and started my own business.10often saw my father during holidays, we never talked about the graduation gift Then one day, I got a11knew my father was ill on the phone. I quickly went back home to see him because I was very12.
That night, I saw the cookbook that he had given me years before. I13opened the cookbook and went through it. Then I found something that made me14It was a check (支票) for $30,000 dated the day of my graduation. And the15of the car my father and I chose all those years ago was $30,000 I misunderstood him for years.
