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I moved to a new place. After the first day at my new school, I walked home alone. Mom told me she had to work. I was still hoping she'd meet me after the bell.
I opened the door. I was hungry. I wandered into the kitchen, tearing tape from the packed boxes while I searched for a clean plate. My fingers slipped, and something went crashing to the ground.
"Benjamin!" cried Mom from the doorway. I didn't hear her come in. "What just broke?" she asked, bending to pick up the shards (碎片). In her hands, I recognized the pieces. It was Grandma's bowl, the one Mom put out for special occasions.
"Why couldn't you have waited for me to unpack? I couldn't believe you broke this," she said.
Words burst from my mouth and spilled across the room. "Well, I can't believe we have to live here now! I can't believe I have to switch schools when there are only a few weeks left before summer!" I ran into my room, shutting the door behind me violently.
The broom (扫帚) swept across the kitchen floor. Then the click of Mom's bedroom door closed behind her. I stole out into the kitchen and picked out the shards in the dustbin. There were so many pieces in here, but maybe I could put them back together.
"I' m sorry I yelled," said Mom, as she opened her door. "Please just throw out the pieces. We can't make a fresh start with broken things."
As I wandered down the hall, Mr. Sato, my neighbor, was emptying his garbage.
"Are you sure you want to throw that out?" he asked, gesturing towards the bowl. "It's broken," I whispered. "This is all my fault."
"Things break, Benjamin. That isn't anyone's fault. Besides, this is a simple repair.
Come. I'll show you." Taking a thin knife, Mr. Sato started to repair the bowl. After a long time, Mr. Sato said to me, "This needs to dry. Come back on Saturday, and we will finish it."
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Saturday morning, I stole out early and knocked on the Sato's door.
I was a little nervous to show Mom the bowl, but that night I brought it into her room.
答案:范文: Saturday morning, I stole out early and knocked on the Satos' door. "Now comes my favorite part, "said Mr. Sato. He offered me a tiny brush. "Take your time, and fill in the crack lines." At first my hand was shaking, but then I painted with smooth strokes. When I finished, the bowl looked completely different. Instead of the cracks blending in and disappearing, now you could see exactly where it was broken."This bowl has another layer to its history--it has been broken, repaired, and is stronger because of it," said Mr. Sato. I took the bowl home quietly. I was a little nervous to show Mom the bowl, but that night I brought it into her room. She ran her fingertip over the golden veins. "Mr. Sato helped me fix it,"I said. "It's so beautiful," she replied." A new beginning." I sat on the edge of her bed, and Mom reached out to me. Our hands joined with crisscrossed fingers. Maybe it finally did feel like a fresh start. The bowl was stronger like this too. It was the cracks that were holding it together.