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西城 Every night after dinner, my mother and I would sit at the kitchen table. She would present new tests. taking her 36 from stories of amazing children she had read in newspapers and magazines. The first night she brought out a story about a three-year-old boy who knew the capitals of all the states in our country and 37 most of the European countries. A teacher also said the little boy could also pronounce the names of the foreign cities correctly. “What’s the capital of Finland?” my mother asked me, looking at the magazine story. All I knew was the capital of California. “Nairobi!” I guessed. saying the most 38 word I could think of. She checked to see if that was possibly one way to 39 “Helsinki” before showing me the answer. The tests got 40 . One night I had to look at a page from the Bible (圣经) for three minutes and then report everything I could remember. I said all I remembered. And 41 I saw my mother’s disappointed (失望的) face once again. something inside of me began to 42 . I hated the tests, the raised hopes and failed expectations. Before going to bed that night. I looked in the mirror in the bathroom and when I saw only my face looking back—and that it would always be this 43 face—I began to cry. I made loud noises like a mad animal. And then I saw what seemed to be the prodigy (奇才) side of me —because I have never seen that face before. I looked at myself in the mirror. blinking (眨眼) so I could see more 44 . The girl looking back at me was angry, strong. This girl and I were the same. I had new thoughts. I won’t let her 45 me. I won’t be what I’m not. So the following nights when my mother presented 46 tests. I performed listlessly, my head on one arm. I pretended (假装) to be bored. And I was. I started to 47 other things. Soon, she noticed I was absent-minded. We had a talk and I told her what I thought and how I felt about the tests. Then the whole evening, she seemed to be thinking. The next day, s