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我是高中生，参加了学校组织的英语口语大赛，并顺利晋级决赛（十分感谢之前提供答案的仁兄）决赛的题目是My grateful heart --the person you love best

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My mother did not work outside the home until later in life. And then she worked part-time in a bakery, waiting on people. She had me play where she could see me from the window, and often I would run inside to get a treat. At the time, she believed only her eyes were good enough to ensure my safety. She was always a mother first.

It was apparent to me, even at a young age, that wearing the title “mom” was my mother’s most important identity. I felt it in the way she looked at me, in her voice, and in her touch. From the beginning, almost to a fault, my mother offered me the most important part of her besides her love—her attention. In spite of the problems tossed her way, the distractions, her own yearnings for more in her marriage and in her life, she at least had attained one goal—to be a mother first.

Sometimes she would go overboard with her enthusiasm. If it was cold, I had on too many sweaters and never could be without my earmuffs. If it was hot, and our apartment was always hot, she would flee to the beaches and hurry me into the ocean. She was a worrying mother, and when a famous family lost their child in a kidnapping, my mother put bottles of coins on the window ledge so that, if they fell, she would be warned there was an intruder in the house. And if anyone threatened me at school with a schoolyard confrontation, my mother would square off with them if she found out. She was my protector, supporter, and the first person who ever made me feel as if I were special, as nowhere else in life.

I can still hear her voice encouraging me on my first date. “Go,” she ordered. “Have fun,” she smiled. “And don’t let him touch you,” she warned. And when I was older, and a date had left me waiting while he went out on the boardwalk with someone else, my mother found him and later told me, “I gave him a piece of my mind.” Though mortified at the time by her behavior, it is a memory I cherish.

Later in life, I wondered how she could know so much about me that I did not know about myself. She knew even though my marks were average in school, that I was just bored but smart enough. She believed in me even when I made mistakes that caused others to shudder. She wanted me to be more than she had been, when I thought she was everything I wanted to be.

For the future,I will be grateful to be , just as my mother had been, the person I love best.

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My mother did not work outside of home until her later life. Then she had a part-time job as a waitress

in a bakery. She let me play where she could see from the window.I would often run inside to get a treat. During that time, she would make sure to ensure my safety. She was always forstly a mother.

even when i was young,it was apparently to me that the title “mom” was my mother’s most important identity for her. I felt it in her words, in the way she looked at me, and during her softly touch on my face . Since the beginning, my mother had offered me the most important part of her besides her love—her attention. In spite of the problems tossed her way, the distractions, her own yearnings for her marriage and life, she at least had attained one goal—to be a mother firstly.

Sometimes she would go overboard with her enthusiasm. If it was cold, I would be asked to wear many sweaters with my earmuffs. If it was hot, she would flee to the beaches and hurry me into the water. She was a smart mother, and when a family lost their child in a kidnapping, my mother put bottles of coins on the window ledge so that, if they fell, she would know that there was an intruder. And if anyone threatened me at school with a schoolyard confrontation, my mother would square off with them if she found out. She was my protector, supporter, and the only person who made me feel that I was speciaI

i can still hear her voice encouraging me on my first day. “Go,” she encouraged. “Have fun,” she smiled. “And don’t let him touch you,” she warned.

Later in life, I wondered how she could know so much about me that I did not even know. She even knew all my marks in school. She believed in me even though I made mistakes that made others to shudder. She wanted me to be more than she had been, when I thought she was all that i wanted to be.

For the future,I want to be just as my mother had been, she is the person I love best.