Perhaps the only test score that I remember is the 41. I was in high school. The

Perhaps the only test score that I remember is the 41. I was in high school. The test was the final for the class. It was a rather  36 test. I didn’t know how  37 I had done but I knew there were things on   38  that I didn’t know.

I remember   39   waiting for the result. When Mr. Bales  40 my paper on my desk, I was   41   . There in big  42  numbers, circled to draw attention, was my grade — 41! I  43 my paper so that others couldn’t see it. A 41 was not   44  that you wanted your classmates to see. Finally, Mr. Bales stood behind the desk and   45  the class. “The grades were not very good;   46 of you passed,” he announced. “ The highest grade in the class was a 41, so all of you failed.”

A 41. That was me. Suddenly my dismal(阴沉的) face didn’t look quite so bad. I had the highest grade. I felt a lot   47  . As soon as I got home, my mother asked me, “How did you do on your test?” “I made a 41,” I said. My mother’s    48  changed suddenly. “You failed.” “But I had the highest grade in the class!” I replied. “ I don’t    49  what everyone else had. You failed. It doesn’t matter if everyone else failed too; what matters is what you do,” my mother  50  answered.

For years, I thought that was a harsh judgment. My mother was always that 51 . It didn’t matter what the other kids did; it only mattered what I did and  52 I did it excellently.

We often don’t understand the wisdom of good parents until we ourselves stand   53 the parenting shoes. My mother’s philosophy（人生态度）has   54   me throughout life. The path of the crowd is wide but the path to pass the tests of life is   55  and there are very few people on it.

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