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　　“A robbery…”a voice came from the radio．John was driving home late last night from a trip, and now he was having trouble staying 　　1　　．He turned 　　2　　 the radio and tried to fix his attention on the 　　3　　, but his eyes kept on closing．

　　It was 　　4　　 that he noticed the hitchhiker(搭便车者)by the road．　　5　　 even thinking about what he was doing, he stopped the car．

　　“To Midrille?”“Get in．”The hitchhiker got in and immediately John was 　　6　　 that he had picked him up．The young man 　　7　　 a strange face and long hair．When John asked him questions about himself, he changed the 　　8　　．

　　John 　　9　　 the news．He began to sweat and his thoughts 　　10　　 nervously to all the money he was 　　11　　．

　　At the next small town he stopped his car and said,“I'm sorry．I'm so 　　12　　 that I can't drive you to Midrille．I think I'll find a 　　13　　 and spend the night．”

　　The young man slowly 　　14　　 into his pocket．“This is it!”thought John．At that 　　15　　 moment he considered shouting for help, but instead of a gun, the hitchhiker pulled out several 　　16　　．“Oh, no．I don't want your money．Just get out．Okay?”

　　The young man looked 　　17　　．He insisted on 　　18　　 John the money．John watched until his 　　19　　 had disappeared from sight, then stepped on the 　　20　　 and drove out of town．

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　　My father brought home a sailboat when I was ten, and almost each Sunday in summers we would go sailing．Dad was quite skilled in sailing, but not good at 　　1　　．As for me, I 　　2　　 both before twelve because of living close to Lake Ontario．

　　The last time Dad and I set sail together is really 　　3　　．It was a perfect weekend after I graduated from university．I came home and 　　4　　 Dad to go sailing．Out we set soon on the 　　5　　 lake．Dad hadn’t sailed for years, but everything 　　6　　 well with the tiller(舵柄)in his hands．

　　When we were in the middle of the lake, a 　　7　　 wind came all of a sudden．The boat was hit 　　8　　．Dad was always at his best in any 　　9　　, but at this moment he 　　10　　．

　　“John! 　　11　　！” he shouted in a trembling voice, with the tiller still in his hands．

　　In my memory he could fix any 　　12　　．He was the one I always 　　13　　 for strength and security．Before I could respond, a 　　14　　 of water got into the boat．I rushed to the tiller 　　15　　 it was too late．Another huge wall of water 　　16　　 the boat in a minute．We were thrown into the water, and Dad was struggling aimlessly．At that moment, I felt fiercely 　　17　　 of him．

　　I swam to Dad 　　18　　 and assisted him in climbing onto the hull(船壳)of the boat．Upon sitting on the hull, Dad was a little awkward about his flash of 　　19　　．“It’s all right, Dad．We are safe now, ”I comforted him．

　　That was the first time Dad had counted on me in a moment of emergency．More importantly, I found it was my turn to start 　　20　　 for my father．

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　　My father brought home a sailboat when I was ten, and almost each Sunday in summers we would go sailing．Dad was quite skilled in sailing, but not good at 　　1　　．As for me, I 　　2　　 both before twelve because of living close to Lake Ontario．

　　The last time Dad and I set sail together is really 　　3　　．It was a perfect weekend after I graduated from university．I came home and 　　4　　 Dad to go sailing．Out we set soon on the 　　5　　 lake．Dad hadn’t sailed for years, but everything 　　6　　 well with the tiller(舵柄)in his hands．

　　When we were in the middle of the lake, a 　　7　　 wind came all of a sudden．The boat was hit 　　8　　．Dad was always at his best in any 　　9　　, but at this moment he 　　10　　．

　　“John! 　　11　　!” he shouted in a trembling voice, with the tiller still in his hands．

　　In my memory he could fix any 　　12　　．He was the one I always 　　13　　 for strength and security．Before I could respond, a 　　14　　 of water got into the boat．I rushed to the tiller 　　15　　 it was too late．Another huge wall of water 　　16　　 the boat in a minute．We were thrown into the water, and Dad was struggling aimlessly．At that moment, I felt fiercely 　　17　　 of him．

　　I swam to Dad 　　18　　 and assisted him in climbing onto the hull(船壳)of the boat．Upon sitting on the hull, Dad was a little awkward about his flash of 　　19　　．“It’s all right, Dad．We are safe now,” I comforted him．

　　That was the first time Dad had counted on me in a moment of emergency．More importantly, I found it was my turn to start 　　20　　 for my father．