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　　We were standing at the top of a church tower. My father had 1 me to this spot in a small Italian town not far from our home in Rome. I 2 why. “Look 3 , Elsa,” father said, I 4 all my courage and looked down. I saw the square in the center of the village. And I saw the crisscross of twisting(纵横交错), turning streets 5 the square. “See, my dear,” father said 6 , “There is more than one way to the square. Life is like that. If you can't get to the 7 where you want to go by one road, 8 another.”

　　Now I understand why I was there. 9 that day I had begged my mother to do 10 about the terrible lunches that were 11 at school. But she refused because she could not believe the school was as bad as I 12 .

　　When I turned to 13 for help, he would not interfere. 14 , he brought me to this high tower to 15 a lesson the 16 of an open searching mind. By the time we reached home, I 17 a plan.

　　At school the next 18 , I secretly poured my lunch on soup into a bottle and brought it home. Then I talked the cook 19 serving it to mother at dinner. The plan worked perfectly. She swallowed one spoonful and said, “The 20 must have gone mad!” Quickly I told what I had done, and mother stated firmly that she would pick up the matter of lunches at school the next day.

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