MyparentstookmetoJapanwhenIwaslittle.Ilivedthereforfiveyears.WhenIcameback,myJapanesewasverygood.“CanIdosomething1withmyJapanese?”Iaskedmyself.Istayedathomewithnothingtodo.MyfatherbroughtmeaJapanese2.“Whydon’tyoutranslateitintoChinese?Itwillbebetterthanplayingcomputergamesallday.”Ipromisedtodo2,000wordseachday,3soonIfounditwashardto4thepromise.OnedayinMay,itwasfine.ButIcouldn’tgoout.Those2,000wordswerestill5forme.Aftertranslatingonlythreepages,Ialreadylostinterestinthebook.HowI6Icouldjustgooutsideandplayfootballwithmyfriends!Icountedthewordsagainandagain.Ijustwantedto7.Ifeltasiftwopeoplewerefighting8mymind.Onesaid,“Don’tgiveup!Keepworkinghard,andyou’lldowell!”Butthentheotheronesaid,“Goandplay!Itwillbemore9thantranslating.Doyourworktomorrow.”Istoodupandwould10thecomputer.ButthenIrememberedwhatmyparentshadtoldme:Whateveryoudo,don’tstophalfway.SoIsatdownandwentonwithit.
