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WhenIsawmy10-year-oldavoidingthedirtyplateinthesinkormy8-year-oldfeelinguncomfortable...
When I saw my 10-year-old avoiding the dirty plate in the sink or my 8-year-old feeling uncomfortable about the wet sand in her hands, I’m reminded of a time when I was unwilling to get my hands a little dirty.
My parents owned a 500-acre farm in Montana to raise animals, such as cows, sheep, horses and so on. It was during the time of new life (a newborn lamb or a calf) that my favorite childhood memory took place. One exceptionally cold day, I was checking on the sheep with my mother when she spied a ewe (母羊) in trouble. The poor thing was trying to deliver her baby lamb and needed our help. My mother calmly held the ewe’s head and instructed me to grab hold of the two protruding(突出)legs.
I hesitated, and must have had quite a look of panic on my young face. The slimy little things were definitely not something I wanted to touch. But I worked up my courage and wrapped my fingers around them. I can still recall the feel of unexpectedly weak legs and their sharp little hooves as if it happened yesterday.
My heart pounded in fear and excitement as I pulled with all my strength. The lamb was delivered safely, and I’d never seen anything so beautiful.
I was no stranger to seeing farm animals being born, but to have a hand in it was something I treasured then and will treasure forever. I remember feeling excited with delight to see “my lamb” being licked clean by her mother, and I’m sure everyone got very tired of hearing me tell and retell my heroic story. Looking back, I’m so glad that I didn’t refuse to get my hands dirty. If I had, the wonderful moment and the precious memory would have been lost. 展开
My parents owned a 500-acre farm in Montana to raise animals, such as cows, sheep, horses and so on. It was during the time of new life (a newborn lamb or a calf) that my favorite childhood memory took place. One exceptionally cold day, I was checking on the sheep with my mother when she spied a ewe (母羊) in trouble. The poor thing was trying to deliver her baby lamb and needed our help. My mother calmly held the ewe’s head and instructed me to grab hold of the two protruding(突出)legs.
I hesitated, and must have had quite a look of panic on my young face. The slimy little things were definitely not something I wanted to touch. But I worked up my courage and wrapped my fingers around them. I can still recall the feel of unexpectedly weak legs and their sharp little hooves as if it happened yesterday.
My heart pounded in fear and excitement as I pulled with all my strength. The lamb was delivered safely, and I’d never seen anything so beautiful.
I was no stranger to seeing farm animals being born, but to have a hand in it was something I treasured then and will treasure forever. I remember feeling excited with delight to see “my lamb” being licked clean by her mother, and I’m sure everyone got very tired of hearing me tell and retell my heroic story. Looking back, I’m so glad that I didn’t refuse to get my hands dirty. If I had, the wonderful moment and the precious memory would have been lost. 展开
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