I remember the green coat in my fifth and sixth grades.
When I needed a new jacket, my mother asked what kind I wanted. I told her about my ideal one. She listened long. I thought she understood for sure the kind I wanted.
The next day when I got home from school, I found, on my bed, a jacket which was not what I wanted. I went to the jacket slowly, as if it were a stranger.
From the kitchen Mother shouted that my jacket was in the wardrobe (衣柜). I rushed and pulled at the clothes in the wardrobe, hoping the jacket on the bed wasn' t for me but my brother. No luck. I wanted to cry because it was so ugly and so big. But I knew I' d have to wear it a long time before I' d have a new one. I looked at the jacket, like an enemy (敌人), thinking bad things before I took off my old and small jacket.
I put the big jacket on. I stood in front of the mirror (镜子), turning right and left. I looked ugly. I threw it on my brother' s bed and looked at it for a long time before I put it on and went out, smiling a "thank you" to my mom.
The next day I wore it to school. At the morning break, my best friend, Steve, looked at me for a long time. The girls turned away to whisper. The teachers looked my way and talked about how foolish I looked in my new jacket. When it was time for the whole school to get together on the playground, ▲ . They didn' t say out loud , "Man , that' s ugly!" But I heard their talk and even laughter.
And so I went, in my jacket. So embarrassed (尴尬的), so hurt , I couldn' t even do my lessons the rest of the day. I received "C" s on tests.
I wore that thing for three years. All in those years no love came to me.
I blamed (指责) that jacket for those bad years. I blamed my mother for her bad taste and her cheap ways. It was a sad time for the heart. Anyway, I spent my sixth - grade year looking forward to something good to happen to me.
And it was about that time I began to grow, still in that ugly green jacket. It had become my brother who went along wherever I went.