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The junior middle school graduation, my results can fail in any high school. I worried, with their relatively strong, even get the head against the wall. I hunger strikes, sit-ins, shuts himself in his room, his talent to protest.
For four days, my mother in the house, outside the house. I don't eat, she did not eat.
The first day, she told me about the father, the man who had come to see her, like composite,huige741 but she refused. She said to him:" I allow anyone in the world for a man doesn't like Jiang Jiang, but I can 't forgive anyone of his gratuitous insult and injury."
The very next day, she invited my childhood friend Fu Shu," Jiang Jiang primary school, when you send me the remote control car has been in my study, that is my most precious, the most exquisite toys, really. Now you study on the encountered problems, so what? You will have a promising future, buddy can depend on you!"
In third days, primary school teacher Miss Wei also came, she cried," Jiang Jiang, the students I teach you is not the best, but you are the most out of the ordinary. You don't study well, can you live so well. You invented the electric dust-collecting blackboard eraser I still use today, teachers are proud of you."
In fourth days, the house without any sound. I worry about my mother these days without food or drink wouldn't hold, will make one's way noiselessly to go out of the door. She is cooking in the kitchen, I haven't before, she said: "boy, you know the first thing to eat."
" Mother, sorry ... ... I feel very ashamed."
Mother raised the pot spade," who said that! My son to aspirant neither eat nor drink, who said, you mother find him desperately."
After half a month, my mother gave me a choice:" A. To the best high school in the city. B. To occupation high school auto repair. The C. If you are not satisfied, mother to respect your choice." I chose B. I said:" Mom, I know, you will support many let me one, but I'm going to ' live ' you once." The mother felt my head, "silly boy, you too looked down on your mother, go to vocational school is to enlarge your strengths, and one is in operation of your weaknesses. Mom is at least University Professor, this kind of thinking is still there."
You and I, are you short branches
So, I was high school, learning auto repair yard, with some aunts saying: come back to life as a grandson of automobile.
We live in the Polytechnic University 'families, the same school children to go abroad, read read Bo Bo,tot416 the worst is a graduate. Only I, from small to large is this courtyard opposite model.
My mother is not evasive, never because of a" brutal" son to be a detour. Conversely, if know who the car trouble, she always let me help. My car when she stood by, the satisfaction of one face, as if her son built than the car, but the aircraft carrier.
My life is gradually entering blissful circumstances, has not graduated has been referred to as" auto prodigy", designed to" cure" vehicles of various difficult miscellaneous diseases. After graduation, I opened a repair shop, although only to worth millions more car service, but the bustling -- though I every body oil, but not necessarily in order to bow and scrape, settling.
One day, I was in a Book inadvertently see such a proverb in Turkey:" God gives every bird prepared a short branch." Yes, I am the bird, but sent me a short branch man,laoma60 not God, but my mother