— I agree with you.

— Yeah, ___________________ bad weather stops him.

— A little. But I will stop them in a friendly way.

    Ever since I was very young, I have looked to my parents and grandparents, friends and teachers for guidance. I ask them for answers to everything. Afraid to make a1, I've asked countless times, "What should I do?"

    Maybe I was2to take my first baby step on my own. I decided I only wanted to do things the "right" way, even if it meant not doing something.

    Sometime during my high school years, I3. Maybe it was when I decided to try for the lead in "Beauty and the Beast". Never mind that I would have to memorize lines and movements, I would take the chance that I might fail. The day of tryout my heart was beating wildly. My hands were4badly when I got up to sing.

    But something happened. When I opened my mouth to sing, the sound was loud, powerful and sweet. I reached for the high notes that sometimes were beyond my reach. With no break in my voice, I was trying to do my best even though I might5. But I didn't. I realised that if I wanted to live life to the fullest, I had to take chances.

    Now, I do take these chances with baby steps every day, 6my opinions in class discussions or debates, performing in other school plays.

    I have finally learned to7myself. I'm taking a tough science course right now. Some of my, friends are talking about auditing(旁听) the class so a low grade won't affect their opportunities for college. I'm taking the chance that if I try8enough, I'll get a good grade so that it won't lower my strong grades in other subjects.

    I have come to realise that even though my, parents and grandparents, friends and teachers don't always have the9to "What should I do?" they will be there to support me when I try.

    "Life is learning to deal with Plan B," my mother told me. But I now know that the Plan A I make for my life will become easier with every10take.

Let me tell you about a young boy who made a model car all on his own. The boy is me, six years ago when I was just 11.The car was small and simple, but in my imagination it was a high-speed racing car, speeding along the race road.

It was during the school summer holidays and work- men were building a new driveway and garage(车库) beside our house. It meant to add something new to our home. When I watched the workmen, I came up with an idea—I would build a car to drive into the garage in celebration of it. I told my mother and began with my plans. But I couldn't find the right things for making the car, so I gave up and sadly spent several days doing nothing. My mother noticed that I had stopped working and asked me why. I explained and she suggested that maybe I should change my plan to fit the things I had, rather than give up.

And that's just what I did. I found small pieces of wood in my father's workshop and made my car from any- thing that was lying around the house. When I found a

small engine(发动机) from one of my old model planes, I added that. The power came from a battery(电池) I found in a box.

By the time the garage was finished, so was my car. I called my family together outside the house, started the engine and put the car on the driveway. It was fast and I had to run to the garage to prevent it from hitting the new door. My family began to cheer and I smiled proudly. Thanks to my mother I learned the value of continuing to do things, especially something difficult. Soon I was making plans for my next project: a robot!