我的第二个孩子埃里克,不论怎样努力,成绩始终不好,那些写着“C”的成绩报告单总是令他伤心落泪。如果他不能学有所成,将来靠什么生活?想到这些,我就忧心忡忡。在埃里克16岁那年,我对他有了新的认识。那天,我79岁高龄的父亲因心脏病突发去世。接到消息,埃里克痛哭失声。在埃里克5岁以前,我丈夫工作很忙,带埃里克的任务就落在了我父亲的肩上,他带他去理发、吃冰激凌、陪他打棒球等等。可以说,我父亲是埃里克的第一个好朋友。 Either my second child, Erik, no matter how hard he worked, his grades were not always good. The report cards that read “C” always made him cry. If he can not learn what he is going to live in the future, I will feel worried when I think about it. At the age of 16 Eric, I had a new understanding of him. That day, my 79-year-old father died of a heart attack. Receiving the news, Eric cried aloud. Before Eric was 5 years old, my husband was very busy working, with Eric’s task falling on my father’s shoulder, he took him to the barber, eating ice cream, playing baseball with him and so on. It can be said that my dad was Eric’s first good friend.