I started to tell people stories from my father’s life a few years ago when I went to university. I was _______ with a group of student journalists and writers. As we were _________in telling stories, it felt natural to talk about _______ from my dad’s life. One of the first   common _______ was about how he went from being a high school dropout (辍学生) to _______such an interesting life. A few people, perhaps a bit jokingly, also asked me if he was a _______.

At first, I found this to be _______ because my dad is my dad - the person _______ has spent hours asking me questions about how Zoom works; who annoyingly _______ my American pronunciation of French words; who ________ Ukulele (尤克里里琴) classes to elderly people in his retirement. So ... was he more interesting than I’d always thought? Was he maybe even ________ something? I’d never known much about his work, ________ I did know that he had a strange habit of appearing in ________ places. The more I talked to people, the more I started to ________ if my dad really was a spy.

I had to ________ if my dad had really just lived a very full life, or if there was something he wasn’t telling me. As a journalist, I have looked into and reported on many different issues - what kind of ________ would I be if I didn’t look into my own family?

After talking to my father deeply about his life, I realized something. I realized that I have my father’s ________ for adventure. I realized that I want to ________ my own stories.

The Smith’s home was always buzzing with activity, with Mrs. Smith seemingly at the ________ of it all. She often sighed heavily complaining to her son little Johnny, “Your father never ________ a hand. I’m left to do everything!”

One day, little Johnny felt a surge of ________ after hearing his mother’s familiar complaint. “But Mom,” he ________, his eyes wide and earnest, “Dad does a lot.”Mrs. Smith paused, eyebrows wrinkled in ________. “What do you mean?” she asked. “Have you noticed our yard?” began Johnny, his voice ________. “It’s Dad who keeps it neat, pulling out weeds and ________ fallen branches, and that’s not all,” he continued. “He’s always dashing off to bring back ________ and other supplies we need.” Mrs. Smith stood still for a moment, a wave of realization ________ her. She had been so focused on her own tasks that she failed to notice the ________ contributions her husband made to their home.

From that day forward, Mrs. Smith started seeing the housework in a new ________. She realized that the chores weren’t just about cooking and cleaning. They also included ________ the yard, restocking supplies and countless other tasks; not all efforts are ________visible but they are equally crucial. She also realized that it wasn’t ________ to complain about her husband in front of Johnny. She began to ________ more her husband’s silent efforts and made sure to express her gratitude.

Last summer, my family and I went on a road trip to the Grand Canyon. It was our first family vacation in years, and we were all ______ to spend some quality time together. We ______ our car with snacks, water, and a lot of sunscreen, and then ______ the road.

The trip was long, but we kept ourselves ______ with card games and singing along to our favourite songs. When we finally arrived at the Grand Canyon, we were ______ by the breathtaking views. We spent the next few days hiking, taking pictures, and ______ the area.

One of the highlights of the trip was when we went on a helicopter ______ of the Grand Canyon. It was a great ______, and we all felt like we were on top of the world. We took a lot of pictures and videos, and we still ______ them to this day.

As the trip came to an end, we all felt a sense of ______. We didn’t want to go back to our busy ______. We wanted to stay together and keep exploring. ______, we knew that we had to go back home.

Looking back on the trip, I realized how important it is to spend time with ______. In our busy life, we often forget to slow down and enjoy the little moments. The trip ______ me of the importance of ______ memories and cherishing (珍惜) the time we have with our loved ones.