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When I was about 13, my father would take me on short outings on Saturdays. On the way home, Dad 1 stopped at the Dairy Queen for 10-cent ice creams. I couldn't 2 it, but I could pray from the 3 we started heading home to that corner where we would either go straight for the ice cream or 4 and go home empty-handed. That corner 5 either mouth-watering excitement or 6 .
On one special day, we were heading home, and again I was praying for the 7 sound of his offer. It 8 . “Would you like an ice cream today?” “That sounds great, Dad!” But then he said, “How would you like to 9 today?”
Twenty cents! My mind reeled. I could afford it. I got 25 cents a week allowance, plus some 10 for odd jobs(零活). And 11 it was my money, ice cream wasn't a good use of it. In a fit(一阵)of 12 , I said, “Well, in that case, I guess I'll 13 .” My father just said, “Okay, Son.”
But as we headed home, I realized how wrong I was and begged him to 14 . But he just said, “That's okay, we don't really need one.” I felt 15 for my selfishness and ungratefulness. He didn't mind, or 16 act disappointed.
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