父亲节的英语的一分钟演讲稿

11.Ilis mindwaskeen,and hiswill towork wasunsurpassed.His enthusiasmandefficiency broughtanoffer tobecome aline boss-until hewas handedthequalification test.Years later,when Motherdied,I triedtogethimtocome andlive withmy family,but heinsistedon stayinginthesmall housewiththegarden plotandafew farmanimalsclose by.His healthbegan tofail,andhewasin andout ofthe hospitalwith twomild heart attacks.OldDoc Greensaw himweeklyand gavehim medication,including nitroglycerin8tablets toputunder his tongueshouldhe feelan attackcoming on.My lastfond memoryof Dadwas watchingashewalked acrossthe browof ahillsidemeadowwith thosebig warmhands restingontheshoulders ofmy twochildren.Hestopped topoint outapond where he and Ihadfished yearsbefore.The night,myfamily andIflew backto ourownhome.Three weekslater Dadwas deadbecause ofaheartattack.I returnedtomyfatherJ shome forthe funeral.Doc Greentold mehow sorryhewas.In fact,hewas botheredabit,because hehad justwritten Dada newprescription,andthedruggist9had filledit.Yet thebottle ofpills hadnot beenfoundon Dad s person.Doc Greenfelt thatapill mighthave kepthim alivelongenough tosummon help.Iwentout toDadsgarden plotwhere aneighbor hadfound him.In grief,Istooped tot racemyfingers inthe earthwherehehad reachedthe endofhislife.My handcametorest onahalf-buried brick,which Iaimlessly lifted.I noticedunderneathit thetwisted andbattered,yetunbroken,container thathad beenbeateninto thesoft earth.As Iheld thecontainer ofpills,the sceneof Dadstruggling toremove thecapand indesperationtrying tobreak itwiththebrick flashedpainfully beforemyeyes.With deepanguishI knewwhy thosebighandshad lostin theirstruggle withdeath.For there,imprintedon thecap,were thewordsuChild-proof capPush down一一and twistto unlock.。