It was a rainy day, and I didn't want to drive up the mountain road to my daughter Carolyn's house. But she insisted that I come to see something at the top of the mountain. So here was, unwillingly making the two-hour journey through fog-the thick clouds. By the time I saw how thick it was near the top of the mountain, I'd gone too far to turn back. Nothing could be worth this, I thought.
"I'll stay for lunch, but I'm heading back down as soon as the fog lifts," I announced when I arrived.
"But I need you to drive me to the garage to pick up my car," Carolyn said, "Could we at least do that, Mum?"
I agreed. After ten minutes on the mountain road, we turned a corner and stopped. On the top of the mountain were many tulips (郁金香), for several acres. A series of questions filled my mind. Who created such beauty? Why? How?
As we were nearer, we saw a sign that read: "Answers to the Questions I Know You Are Asking." The first answer was: "One Woman-Two Hands, Two Feet, and Very Little Brain." The second was: "One at a Time." The third: "Started in 1958."
I was so moved by what we had seen. "She changed the world." I finally said, "One bulb（球茎）at a time. She started over 60 years ago, probably just the beginning of an idea, but she kept at it."
"Imagine," I said, "if I'd had an idea and worked at it, just a little bit every day, what might I have achieved?" Carolyn looked at me, smiling. "Start tomorrow," she said. "better yet, start today."
