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| I was fifteen months old, a happy kid until the day I fell. It was a 1 fall. I landed on a glass rabbit which cut my eye badly enough to make it blind. Trying to save the eye, the doctors stitched (缝合) the eyeball together where it was 2 , leaving a big ugly scar (疤痕) in the middle of my eye. The attempt 3 , but my mother, in all of her wisdom, found another doctor who knew that if the eye were removed 4 , my face would grow up badly distorted (扭曲), 5 my scarred, sightless, cloudy and gray eye lived on with me. As I grew,this sightless eye in so many ways 6 me. I walked with my face looking at the 7 so that people would not see the 8 me. Yet my mother would say to me, at every turn, "Hold your head up high and 9 the world. If you hold your head up high, it will be OK, and people will see your 10 soul." She continued this 11 whenever I was trying to hide. Mama's words were of great help for me to face the world 12 . As a teenager, even though I tended to look down to hide my shame, I found that sometime when I held my head up high and let people know me, they 13 me. In high school, I was 14 both academically and socially. I was 15 elected class president. My mother's words helped me begin to realize that by letting people look at my face, I let them 16 the intelligence and beauty behind both eyes, even if they couldn't see it on the 17 . Now I'm a happy wife and great mother. The message "Hold your head up high" has been 18 many times in my 19 home. Each of my children has felt 20 invitation, and the gift my mother gave me has lived on in another generation. | ||||
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