On a warm summer evening in western New York when I was seven, my dad and I were eating watermelon on our patio(露台).
My brother always swallowed the watermelon seeds, but I saved mine 1 a pile on the edge of the plate. "Do you think 2 I plant these in the ground a watermelon will grow?" I asked my dad. "Sure!" he replied.
The next day was Saturday. My dad popped his head through the side door of the garage as I was 3 six small holes in the soil. "Are you going to grow that watermelon?" he asked.
"Sure I'm!" I replied. It was only 8:30am, 4 the watermelon had the entire day to come up.
An hour later, I ran to 5 I planted the seeds to see if the watermelon had grown. Believe it or not, there was not 6 a sprout(幼芽). An hour later I checked again. Still nothing. While I was eating lunch, my dad was 7 outside the house and called to me, "Mary! Come here!" I ran outside very fast.
"What is it?" I asked.
"I just wanted to let you know that the watermelon hasn't grown 8." He did this over and over, 9 I finally started to ignore him when he called me.
After a few days, I put the watermelon plant out of my 10 and continued with the other important 11 of being seven, 12 suddenly my mother called me from my bedroom. "Mary! Come outside!" I went out and 13 her calls to the side of the house. 14 there, stood a perfect green watermelon that had obviously grown directly from the ground. My dad stood next to her, pretending to be amazed at my 15 thumb. "It's unbelievable! We'll have a party!"
Later that evening, several of the neighbors came over to our "patio". We cut 16 the watermelon, and Dad made it 17 that I was a superstar for growing this 18 fruit. I was too 19 and too naïve (天真) to notice that the 20 tag was still on it.
