My grandmother has been gone for many years now and while she was alive, we were not particularly ________. I lived in suburban and only saw her once each year or so. My grandmother lived alone, far away in an apartment in a splendid building which my brother, sister and I ________ “the castle”. She was ________ educated as she could speak several foreign languages.

On each Christmas morning, my brother, sister and I would run down the stairs and see a beautiful tree ________ by brightly wrapped package. We would dive into the pile with great ________, ripping the paper and revealing all the latest toys. ________, I would see an odd-looking package deep under the tree that I knew could only be from grandmother. “Another ________, just like every year!”

Although I was not interested in school, I had enormous ________ with younger children. Slowly the idea of becoming a teacher ________ and I decided to give college a try. Having a ________ made things easier for me and I began to apply myself. One day, during my favorite class of Children’s Literature, my professor ________ a list of books on a projector (投影仪) that included ________ that had been awarded a Newbery Medal or were Caldecott winners. Suddenly, memories came flooding ________.

________ a handwritten copy of my teachers’ list of classics, I raced home and ran down to the ________. There in the corner on a ________ shelf sat the most amazing collection of children’s books any teacher could hope to have. As I ran my ________ across the covers of these books, I saw my grandmother’s ________ handwriting that read, “To Elizabeth Rose, with love, from Grandmother.” Now I saw how ________ she had been and how each book was so carefully ________ at different times of my life.