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1、Unit 1AMy brother, Jimmy, did not get enough oxygen during a difficult delivery, leaving him with brain damage, and two years later I was born.Since then, my life revolved around my brothers.Accompanying my growing up was always go out and play and take your brother with you.I couldnt go anywhere wi
2、thout him, so I urged the neighborhood kids to come to my house for some out-of-control kid-centered fun.My mother taught Jimmy practical things like how to brush his teeth or put on a belt.My father, a saint, simply held the house together with his patience and understanding.I was in charge outside
3、 where I administered justice by tracking down the parents of the kids who picked on my brother, and telling on them.My father and Jimmy were inseparable.They ate breakfast together and on weekdays drove off to the navy shipping center every morning where they both worked-Jimmy unloaded color-coded
4、boxes.At night after dinner, they would talk and play games late into the evening.They even whistled the same tunes.So when my father died of a heart attack in 1991, Jimmy was a wreck, beneath his careful disguise.He was simply in disbelief.Usually very agreeable, he now quit speaking altogether and
5、 no amount of words could penetrate the vacant expression he wore on his face.I hired someone to live with him and drive him to work, but no matter how much I tried to make things stay the same, even Jimmy grasped that the world hed known was gone. One day I asked, You miss Dad, dont you?His lips qu
6、ivered and then he asked, What do you think, Margaret? He was my best friend.Our tears began to flow.My mother died of lung cancer six months later and I alone was left to look after Jimmy.He didnt adjust to going to work without my father right away, so he came and lived with me in New York City fo
7、r a while.He went wherever I went and seemed to adjust pretty well.Still, Jimmy longed to live in my parents house and work at his old job and I pledged to help him return.Eventually, I was able to work it out.He has lived there for 11 years now with many different caretakers and blossomed on his ow
8、n.He has become essential to the neighborhood.When you have any mail to be picked up or your dog needs walking, he is your man.My mother was right, of course: It was possible to have a home with room for both his limitations and my ambitions.In fact, caring for someone who loves as deeply and apprec
9、iates my efforts as much as Jimmy does has enriched my life more than anything else ever could have.This hit home a few days after the September 11th disaster on Jimmys 57th birthday.I had a party for him in my home in New York, but none of our family could join us because travel was difficult and t
10、hey were still reckoning with the sheer terror the disaster had brought.I called on my faithful friends to help make it a merry and festive occasion, ignoring the fact that most of them were emotionally drained and exhausted.Instead of the customary No gifts, please, I shouted, Gifts! Please!My frie
11、ndspeople Jimmy had come to know over the yearsbrought the ideal presents: country music CDs, a sweatshirt, one leather belt with J-l-M-M-Y on it, a knitted wool hat and a cowboy costume.The evening led up to the gifts and then the chocolate cake from his favorite bakery, and of course the ceremony
12、wasnt complete without the singing.A thousand times Jimmy asked, Is it time for the cake yet?After dinner and the gifts Jimmy could no longer be restrained.He anxiously waited for the candles to be lit and then blew them out with one long breath as we all sang Happy Birthday.Jimmy wasnt satisfied wi
13、th our effort, though.He jumped up on the chair and stood erect pointing both index fingers into the air to conduct us and yelled, One. more. time!We sang with all of the energy left in our souls and when we were finished he put both his thumbs up and shouted, That was super!We had wanted to let him
14、 know that no matter how difficult things got in the world, there would always be people who cared about him.We ended up reminding ourselves instead.For Jimmy, the love with which we sang was a welcome bonus, but mostly he had just wanted to see everyone else happy again.Just as my fathers death had
15、 changed Jimmys world overnight, September 11th changed our lives; the world wed known was gone.But, as we sang for Jimmy and held each other tight afterward praying for peace around the world, we were reminded that the constant love and support of our friends and family would get us through whateve
16、r life might present.The simplicity with which Jimmy had reconciled everything for us should not have been surprising.There had never been any limitations to what Jimmys love could accomplish.UnitIBIt was an autumn night in my native Nova Scotia.A light rain was falling, making tapping sounds on the
17、 tin roof and the smell of mould filled the old lodge we were vacationing in for the weekend.A shiver in the air inspired a fire on the Franklin stove.We were all sipping hot chocolate and then my father went over to the upright piano, pushed up the sleeves of his shirt and began picking out a tune
18、with one finger.He was not much of a pianist, but he knew the love of song and family.My mother put down her sewing and joined him on the bench and then my brother drifted to the piano as well.Finally, a poor singer and so usually a violinist instead, I added my voice for a line or two.My father, ev
19、er considerate, said, See, you can sing, darling. That was good.I have often remembered how warm, happy and loved I felt growing up.It took me years, though, to learn that the love in our family didnt just happen.In fact, love never just happensnot even to people who seem as naturally loving as my m
20、other and father.But, I would hedge to bet, there is a framework you must live within to let this gift that has no rivals mature.First, love needs time.Perhaps people can recognize in a moment the possibility for love, and make grand declarations such as I love you within weeks of having met, but th
21、is love is comparable to the beginning of a long road up a mountain with many ups and downs.Mature love is like a living organism.It parallels the life of an oak tree, growing slowly from a seed in the mud to a slender trunk with barely any leaves and finally into its sheltering glory.We cannot mani
22、pulate or speed up the amount of years it needs to grow, but must instead, with wit and patience, appreciate one anothers differences and share one anothers joys and pains over time.So it is sad when divorces are caused by small provocations, when parents and children give up on one another, when fr
23、iendships fall apart at the first injury, when we give up on love.Too often we say farewell to someone we have loved without due thought and end up paying an emotional toll that is quite costly.I once knew a father and son who, saddled with their respective troubles in life, had drawn so far apart o
24、ver the years that they found little to say to each other.And, without each other, their lives had become hollow.The son, just out of college, had planned to spend the summer traveling in an old yellow lorry on the two-lane highways that connected the country together before freeways.One day, when h
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