An Everlasting Memory
Deep in my memory,there was a story that happened between my father and me,which gave me a life long influence.
That was a sunny Saturday afternoon.A thought/idea of making a model boat came into me,a six-year-old naughty boy’s mind,so I rushed to look for all the materials and tools that could be used.After an hour’s hard work,a small boat stood on my desk.I was too exited to wait a minute to put it on the tiny water pool in the middle of our yard.But the moment I saw the boat swaying slowly in the breeze,I frowned.How could I sail it in the sea?I needed an engine!So I searched every corner of the house for a suitable engine,ending up with my father’s electric shaver.I decomposed it,took out the engine and equipped it to my boat.I was on the top of the world to see my trophy floating on the small pool.The whole afternoon,I lost myself in playing with the boat,forgetting the whole world.
When my father came back,seeing all the mess I had madeto his favorite shaver,he asked me what I had done and why.Though I was afraid of being blamed,I told all the truth to him because I never had the courage to lie to him.Having toldTelling him the whole story,I stood there and thought about the coming storm.To my great surprise,he asked me to bring my boat to him and show how it worked.Moreover,he gave me some advice on modifying my beloved boat.I was thrilled to see my boat flying on the river near our village,faster than ever before.
From then on,I began to take interest in making all kinds of models.Sometimes I got some help or praise from my father.
Today when I am doing research in the lab,sometimes I can’t help thinking of this experience in my childhood.I would ask myself:what would I be if I had been punished or blamed by my dad that day?