I grew up in a small North Dakota town. Dad was a farmer, so we kids were taught 1 to drive farm vehicles. I started driving the tractor(拖拉机) at age 15.
One summer day, Dad asked me to back his truck up. 2 , I backed it into a tree, damaging the truck. I was 3 because I wasn't sure how Dad would react. Luckily, Dad wasn't 4 , and moved the truck himself.
As a teenager, I usually worked part-time on Uncle Jim's farm in my 5 time. One day, I drove the tractor to get gas from the farmyard fuel tank, which was 6 on a big metal shelf 12 feet high. I 7 the shelf, bending one of the vehicle's wooden bars. I stopped the vehicle anxiously and got off. I 8 Uncle Jim would help me. To my 9 , he said, "Get back up on that tractor and you can do it." And I did! During harvest, Jim had me do farming chores with that tractor, which made my confidence 10 greatly.
The "can do" 11 Uncle Jim had toward me carried me through 12 times in life. Whenever I encountered difficulties, the 13 on the summer day on the farm came flooding back to my mind and my spirit wasn't 14 ! It just goes to show what a huge impact can be created by small gestures of 15 in a person.
