My Father’s Hands 高歌 浙江外国语学院英文学院 2011.05.11 浙江省 2011 年高中英语课堂教学评比活动 阅读课教学案例
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My father’s hands
<ul><li>My Father’s Hands </li></ul><ul><li>1 ) As father’s devoted 深爱的 and only daughter, I noticed things about him that...
 
My father’s hands <ul><li>Does the author love her father?  </li></ul><ul><li>Only a little or very much, most likely? </l...
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<ul><li>1  As father’s devoted 深爱的 and only daughter, I noticed things about him that my two brothers never mentioned or m...
<ul><li>As father’s  devoted 深爱的 and only daughter, I noticed things about him that my two brothers never mentioned or may...
<ul><li>As father’s devoted 深爱的 and only daughter, I noticed things about him that my two brothers never mentioned or may ...
<ul><li>As father’s  devoted 深爱的 and only daughter,  I  noticed things about him that my two brothers never mentioned or m...
<ul><li>As father’s  devoted 深爱的 and only daughter,  I noticed  things about him that my two brothers never mentioned or m...
<ul><li>As father’s  devoted 深爱的 and only daughter,  I noticed things  about him that my two brothers never mentioned or m...
<ul><li>As father’s devoted 深爱的 and only daughter,   I noticed things  about him that my two brothers never mentioned or m...
<ul><li>As father’s devoted 深爱的 and only daughter,  I noticed things   about him that my two brothers never mentioned or m...
<ul><li>As father’s devoted 深爱的 and only daughter,   I noticed things   about him that my two brothers never mentioned or ...
<ul><li>My Father’s Hands </li></ul><ul><li>1 ) As father’s devoted 深爱的 and only daughter, I noticed things about him that...
<ul><li>As father’s devoted 深爱的 and only daughter, I noticed  things  about him that my two brothers never mentioned or ma...
<ul><li>As father’s devoted 深爱的 and only daughter, I noticed  things  about him that my two brothers never mentioned or ma...
<ul><li>As father’s devoted 深爱的 and only daughter, I noticed  things  about him that my two brothers never mentioned or ma...
<ul><li>As father’s devoted 深爱的 and only daughter, I noticed   things   about him that my two brothers never mentioned or ...
<ul><li>As father’s devoted 深爱的 and only daughter, I noticed   things   about him that my two brothers never mentioned or ...
<ul><li>As father’s devoted 深爱的 and only daughter, I noticed   things   about him that my two brothers never mentioned or ...
sensitive <ul><li>Able to understand other people’s feelings and problems   </li></ul><ul><li>My English teacher is always...
<ul><li>As father’s devoted 深爱的 and only daughter, I noticed   things   about him that my two brothers never mentioned or ...
<ul><li>As father’s devoted 深爱的 and only daughter, I noticed   things   about him that my two brothers never mentioned or ...
<ul><li>As father’s devoted 深爱的 and only daughter, I noticed   things   about him that my two brothers never mentioned or ...
Para 1 My father’s hands
Paragraph 2 My father’s hands
<ul><li>2  father had long, nimble  灵巧的 fingers that could thread the smallest needle in order to mend the my dress. They ...
<ul><li>2  father had long,  nimble  灵巧的 fingers that could thread the smallest needle in order to mend the my dress. They...
<ul><li>father had long,  nimble 灵巧的 fingers that could thread the smallest needle in order to mend my dress.  </li></ul><...
<ul><li>father had long,  nimble 灵巧的 fingers  that could thread the smallest needle in order to mend the my dress.  </li><...
<ul><li>father had long,  nimble 灵巧的 fingers  that  could thread the smallest   needle  in order to mend the my dress.  </...
<ul><li>father had long,  nimble 灵巧的 fingers  that  could thread the smallest   needle  in order to mend the my dress.  </...
<ul><li>father  had long,  nimble 灵巧的 fingers  that  could thread the smallest  needle in order to mend the my dress.  </l...
<ul><li>father  had long,  nimble 灵巧的 fingers  that  could thread the smallest  needle in order to mend the my dress.  </l...
<ul><li>father  had long,  nimble 灵巧的 fingers  that  could thread the smallest  needle in order to mend the my dress.  </l...
<ul><li>father  had long,  nimble 灵巧的 fingers  that  could thread the smallest  needle in order to mend the my dress.  </l...
<ul><li>father  had long,  nimble 灵巧的 fingers  that  could thread the smallest  needle in order to mend the my dress.  </l...
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<ul><li>father had long,  nimble 灵巧的 fingers  that  could thread the smallest  needle in order to mend the my dress.  </li...
<ul><li>father had long,  nimble 灵巧的 fingers  that  could thread the smallest  needle in order to mend the my dress.  </li...
<ul><li>father had long,  nimble 灵巧的 fingers  that  could thread the smallest  needle in order to mend the my dress.  </li...
<ul><li>father had long,  nimble 灵巧的 fingers  that  could thread the smallest  needle in order to mend the my dress.  </li...
<ul><li>father had long,  nimble 灵巧的 fingers  that  </li></ul><ul><li>could thread the smallest needle in order to mend th...
<ul><li>father had long,  nimble 灵巧的 fingers  that  </li></ul><ul><li>could  thread the smallest needle in order to mend t...
<ul><li>father had long,  nimble 灵巧的 fingers  that  </li></ul><ul><li>could   thread the smallest needle  in order to mend...
<ul><li>father had long,  nimble 灵巧的 fingers  that  </li></ul><ul><li>could   thread the smallest needle  in order to mend...
<ul><li>father had long,  nimble 灵巧的 fingers  that  </li></ul><ul><li>could   thread the smallest needle  in order to mend...
<ul><li>father had long,  nimble 灵巧的 fingers  that  </li></ul><ul><li>could   thread the smallest needle  in order to mend...
<ul><li>father had long,  nimble 灵巧的 fingers  that  第一部分是概括,后面是举例 </li></ul><ul><li>could   thread the smallest needle   i...
<ul><li>father had long,  nimble 灵巧的 fingers  that  第一部分是概括,后面是举例 </li></ul><ul><li>could   thread the smallest needle   i...
<ul><li>father   had long,   nimble 灵巧的 fingers   that  </li></ul><ul><li>could thread the smallest needle   in order to m...
<ul><li>father  had long,   nimble 灵巧的 fingers   that  </li></ul><ul><li>could thread the smallest needle  in order to men...
Nimble fingers Father’s hands
Nimble fingers Paragraph 3 My father’s hands
<ul><li>3  father’s inventive hands were also strong and useful, wonderfully tanned from working in the sun, and a bit cal...
<ul><li>father’s  inventive  hands  were   also  strong and useful, wonderfully tanned from working in the sun, and a bit ...
<ul><li>father’s inventive  hands  were  also  strong and useful, wonderfully tanned from working in the sun, and a bit ca...
<ul><li>father’s inventive   hands   were  also   strong and useful ,  wonderfully tanned from working in the sun, and a b...
<ul><li>father’s inventive   hands   were  also   strong  and useful , wonderfully tanned from  working in the sun,  and a...
<ul><li>father’s inventive   hands   were  also   strong  and useful , wonderfully tanned from  working in the sun,  and  ...
Manual 体力  worker(s)
Construction workers  建筑工人
<ul><li>father’s  inventive  hands  were  also   strong  and  useful , wonderfully tanned from working in the sun, and a b...
<ul><li>father’s  inventive  hands  were also  strong and  useful,  wonderfully tanned from working in the sun, and a bit ...
<ul><li>father’s  inventive  hands  were also  strong  and useful,   wonderfully tanned from working in the sun, and a bit...
<ul><li>father’s  inventive   hands   were also   strong  and useful ,  wonderfully tanned from working in the sun, and a ...
<ul><li>father’s inventive   hands   were also   strong and  useful ,  </li></ul><ul><li>wonderfully tanned from working i...
<ul><li>father’s inventive   hands   were also   strong and  useful ,  </li></ul><ul><li>wonderfully tanned from working i...
<ul><li>father’s inventive   hands   were also   strong and  useful ,  阳刚 </li></ul><ul><li>There was  no unfamiliar  thin...
<ul><li>father’s inventive   hands   were also   strong and useful ,  阳刚 </li></ul><ul><li>There was  no unfamiliar  thing...
<ul><li>father’s inventive   hands   were also   strong and useful ,  </li></ul><ul><li>There was   no unfamiliar  thing t...
<ul><li>father’s inventive hands were also strong and useful,  </li></ul><ul><li>wonderfully tanned from working in the su...
<ul><li>father’s inventive hands were also strong and useful,  </li></ul><ul><li>wonderfully tanned from working in the su...
<ul><li>father’s inventive   hands   were also   strong and useful ,  阳刚 </li></ul><ul><li>wonderfully tanned from working...
<ul><li>father’s inventive   hands   were also   strong and useful ,  </li></ul><ul><li>wonderfully tanned from working in...
<ul><li>father’s inventive hands were also strong and useful, wonderfully tanned from working in the sun, and a bit callus...
<ul><li>father’s inventive  hands  were also strong and useful, wonderfully tanned from working in the sun, and a bit call...
<ul><li>father’s  inventive   hands  were also strong and useful, wonderfully tanned from working in the sun, and a bit ca...
<ul><li>father’s  inventive   hands  were also  strong and useful , wonderfully tanned from working in the sun, and a bit ...
<ul><li>father’s  inventive   hands  were also  strong and useful ,  wonderfully tanned  from working in the sun, and a bi...
<ul><li>father’s  inventive   hands  were also  strong and useful , wonderfully tanned from working in the sun, and a bit ...
<ul><li>father’s  inventive   hands  were also  strong and useful ,  wonderfully tanned  from working in the sun, and a bi...
<ul><li>father’s   inventive   hands   were  also   strong and useful , </li></ul><ul><li>wonderfully tanned from working ...
<ul><li>father’s   hands   were   strong and useful   </li></ul><ul><li>no unfamiliar thing   to father’s   hands.   </li>...
<ul><li>father’s   hands   were   strong and useful   </li></ul><ul><li>no unfamiliar thing   to father’s   hands.   </li>...
<ul><li>father’s   hands   were   strong and  useful  </li></ul><ul><li>no  unfamiliar thing  to father’s   hands.   </li>...
<ul><li>father’s   hands   were  strong and useful   </li></ul><ul><li>no unfamiliar thing to father’s hands.  多能 </li></u...
Nimble fingers Strong & useful My father’s hands
Nimble fingers Strong & useful Paragraph 4 My father’s hands
<ul><li>4  father’s hands could send a message as they tenderly touched a fevered brow or mended a broken doll. They seeme...
<ul><li>father’s hands could send a message as they tenderly touched a fevered brow or mended a broken doll.  </li></ul><u...
<ul><li>father’s hands  could  send a message as they tenderly touched a fevered brow or mended a broken doll.  </li></ul>...
<ul><li>father’s hands  could  send a message   as they tenderly touched a fevered brow or mended a broken doll.  </li></u...
<ul><li>father’s hands  could  send a message   as  they tenderly touched a fevered brow or mended a broken doll.  </li></...
<ul><li>father’s hands  could  send a message   when  they tenderly touched a fevered brow or mended a broken doll.  </li>...
<ul><li>father’s hands  could  send a message   </li></ul><ul><ul><li>when  they tenderly touched a fevered brow or mended...
<ul><li>father’s hands  could  send a message   </li></ul><ul><ul><li>as  they tenderly touched a fevered brow or mended a...
<ul><li>father’s hands  could  send a message   as they tenderly touched a fevered brow or mended a broken doll.  </li></u...
<ul><li>father’s hands  could  send a message   as they tenderly touched a fevered brow or mended a broken doll.  </li></u...
<ul><li>father’s hands  could  send a message   as they tenderly touched a fevered brow or mended a broken doll.  </li></u...
<ul><li>father’s hands  could  send a message   as they tenderly touched a fevered brow or mended a broken doll.  </li></u...
<ul><li>father’s hands could  send a message  </li></ul><ul><li>as  they tenderly touched a fevered brow 额头 or mended a br...
<ul><li>father’s hands  could   send a message   as  </li></ul><ul><ul><li>they tenderly touched a fevered brow or mended ...
Nimble fingers Strong & useful Can talk & understand My father’s hands
Nimble fingers Strong & useful Can talk & understand Big Paragraph 5 My father’s hands
<ul><li>5  Yes, these were the hands of my father. They tenderly, untiringly cared for his children and my mother through ...
<ul><li>5-1  Yes, these were the hands of my father. They tenderly, untiringly cared for his children and my mother throug...
<ul><li>5-1  Yes, these were the hands of my father. They tenderly, untiringly cared for his children and my mother throug...
<ul><li>Yes, these were the hands of my father.  </li></ul><ul><li>They tenderly, untiringly cared for his children and my...
<ul><li>Yes,  these  were the hands of my father.  </li></ul><ul><li>They tenderly, untiringly 不知疲倦地 cared for his childre...
<ul><li>Yes,  these  were the hands of my father.  承上启下 </li></ul><ul><li>They  tenderly, untiringly 不知疲倦地 cared for his c...
<ul><li>Yes,  these  were the hands of my father.  承上启下 </li></ul><ul><li>They  tenderly, untiringly 不知疲倦地 cared for his c...
<ul><li>Yes,  these  were the hands of my father.  承上启下 </li></ul><ul><li>They  tenderly, untiringly 不知疲倦地 cared for  his ...
<ul><li>Yes,  these  were the hands of my father.  承上启下 </li></ul><ul><li>They  tenderly, untiringly 不知疲倦地 cared for his c...
<ul><li>Yes,  these  were the hands of my father.  承上启下 </li></ul><ul><li>They  tenderly, untiringly 不知疲倦地 cared for his c...
<ul><li>Yes,  these  were the hands of my father.  承上启下 </li></ul><ul><li>They tenderly, untiringly 不知疲倦地 cared for   his ...
<ul><li>Yes,  these  were the hands of my father.  承上启下 </li></ul><ul><li>They tenderly, untiringly 不知疲倦地 cared for   his ...
<ul><li>Yes,  these  were the hands of my father.  承上启下 </li></ul><ul><li>They  tenderly, 温柔地 untiringly 不知疲倦地 cared for h...
<ul><li>Yes, these were the  hands of my father.  </li></ul><ul><li>They  tenderly, untiringly  cared for  his children an...
<ul><li>Yes, these were the  hands of my father.  </li></ul><ul><li>They tenderly, untiringly  cared for   his children an...
<ul><li>Yes, these were the  hands of my father.  </li></ul><ul><li>They tenderly, untiringly  cared for   his children an...
<ul><li>Yes, these were the  hands of my father.  承上启下 </li></ul><ul><li>They tenderly, untiringly cared for his children ...
<ul><li>Yes, these were the  hands of my father.  承上启下 </li></ul><ul><li>They tenderly, untiringly cared for his children ...
<ul><li>Yes, these were the  hands of my father.  承上启下 </li></ul><ul><li>They tenderly, untiringly cared for his children ...
What did father do? How did I feel?
<ul><li>Yes, these were the   hands of my father.  </li></ul><ul><li>They tenderly, untiringly   cared  for  his children ...
<ul><li>Yes, these were the   hands of my father.  </li></ul><ul><li>They tenderly, untiringly cared for his children and ...
<ul><li>Yes, these were the   hands of my father.  </li></ul><ul><li>They tenderly, untiringly cared for his children and ...
<ul><li>Yes, these were the   hands of my father.  </li></ul><ul><li>They tenderly, untiringly   cared for his children an...
<ul><li>Yes, these were the hands of my father.   </li></ul><ul><li>They tenderly, untiringly cared for his children and m...
Nimble fingers Strong & useful Can talk & understand Father’s hands are better  than mother’s My father’s hands
<ul><li>5-2  I can also well remember the old, familiar songs that father sang, as his hands patted me. I would hold one o...
<ul><li>I can  also  well  remember  the old, familiar songs that father sang, as his hands patted me.  </li></ul><ul><li>...
<ul><li>I can   also  well remember the  old, familiar songs that father sang,  as  his hands patted me.  </li></ul><ul><l...
<ul><li>I can  also  well remember the old, familiar songs that father sang, as his hands patted me.  </li></ul><ul><li>I ...
<ul><li>I can  also  well remember the old, familiar songs that father sang, as his hands patted me.  </li></ul><ul><li>I ...
<ul><li>I can  also  well remember the old, familiar songs that father sang, as his hands patted me.  </li></ul><ul><li>I ...
<ul><li>I can  also  well remember the old, familiar songs that father sang, as his hands patted me.  </li></ul><ul><li>I ...
<ul><li>I can  also  well remember the old, familiar songs that father sang, as his hands patted me.  </li></ul><ul><li>I ...
<ul><li>I can also well  remember  the old, familiar songs that father sang, as his  hands  patted me.  </li></ul><ul><ul>...
<ul><li>I can also well remember the old, familiar songs that father sang, as his  hands  patted me.  </li></ul><ul><ul><l...
<ul><li>I can also well remember the old, familiar songs that father sang, as his  hands  patted me.  </li></ul><ul><ul><l...
<ul><li>I can  also  well  remember  the old, familiar songs  that  father sang,  as  his   hands  patted  me.   </li></ul...
<ul><li>I can  also  well  remember  the old, familiar songs  that  father sang,  as  his  hands  patted  me.   </li></ul>...
<ul><li>I can also well remember the old, familiar songs  that  father sang,  as  his hands   patted  me.   </li></ul><ul>...
Nimble fingers Strong & useful Can talk & understand Father hands are perfect My father’s hands
7 6 Strong & useful Can talk & understand Father’s hands were better  than mother’s My father’s hands Nimble fingers
7 6 Strong & useful Can talk & understand Father’s hands were better  than mother’s My father’s hands Nimble fingers Parag...
<ul><li>6  Years later, in a small hospital room as father lay near death, too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at ...
<ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as father lay near death, too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at his...
<ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as father lay near death, too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at his...
<ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as  father lay near death,  too weak to speak out loud, I  sat tearfully  at...
What did I do? How did I feel?
<ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as  father lay near death,  too weak to speak out loud, I  sat tearfully  at...
<ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as  father lay near death,  too weak to speak out loud,  I sat tearfully at ...
<ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as   father lay near death,   too weak to speak out loud, I  sat tearfully  ...
<ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as   father lay near death,   too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at...
<ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as   father lay near death,   too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at...
<ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as  father lay near death,  too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at h...
<ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as  father lay near death,  too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at h...
<ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as  father lay near death,  too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at h...
<ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as  father lay near death,  too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at h...
<ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as  father lay near death,  too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at h...
<ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as  father lay near death,  too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at h...
<ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as  father lay near death,  too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at h...
<ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as  father lay near death,  too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at h...
<ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as  father lay near death,  too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at h...
<ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as  father lay near death,  too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at h...
<ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as  father lay near death,  too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at h...
<ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as  father lay near death,  too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at h...
<ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as  father lay near death,  too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at h...
<ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as  father lay near death,  too weak to speak out loud,  I sat tearfully at ...
<ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as   father lay near death,   too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at...
<ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as  father lay near death,  too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at h...
<ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as  father lay near death,  too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at h...
<ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as  father lay near death,  too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at h...
<ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as  father lay near death,  too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at h...
Father’s love to me, and how I felt my love to him
<ul><li>7  For a moment, father opened his eyes as if to speak. I leaned over close to him. With a weak, concerned smile o...
<ul><li>For a moment, father opened his eyes as if to speak.  </li></ul><ul><li>I leaned over close to him.  </li></ul><ul...
What did my father do? What did I do? How did I feel?
<ul><li>For a moment, father opened his eyes as if to speak.  </li></ul><ul><li>I leaned over close to him.  </li></ul><ul...
<ul><li>For a moment, father  opened  his eyes as if to speak.  </li></ul><ul><li>I leaned over close to him.  </li></ul><...
<ul><li>For a moment, father  opened  his eyes as if to speak.  </li></ul><ul><li>I  leaned over  close to him.  </li></ul...
<ul><li>For a moment, father  opened  his eyes as if to speak.  </li></ul><ul><li>I  leaned over  close to him.  </li></ul...
<ul><li>For a moment, father  opened  his eyes as if to speak.  </li></ul><ul><li>I  leaned over  close to him.  </li></ul...
<ul><li>For a moment, father  opened  his eyes as if to speak.  </li></ul><ul><li>I  leaned over  close to him.  </li></ul...
<ul><li>For a moment, father  opened  his eyes as if to speak.  </li></ul><ul><li>I  leaned over  close to him.  </li></ul...
 
How did I feel?
<ul><li>For a moment, father opened his eyes as if to speak.  </li></ul><ul><li>I leaned over close to him.  </li></ul><ul...
<ul><li>For a moment, father opened his eyes as if to speak.  </li></ul><ul><li>I leaned over close to him.  </li></ul><ul...
<ul><li>For a moment, father opened his eyes as if to speak.  </li></ul><ul><li>I leaned over close to him.  </li></ul><ul...
<ul><li>And time stood still !  </li></ul>
<ul><li>For a moment, father opened his eyes as if to speak.  </li></ul><ul><li>I leaned over close to him.  </li></ul><ul...
<ul><li>For a moment, father  opened  his eyes as if to speak.  </li></ul><ul><li>I  leaned over  close to him.  </li></ul...
<ul><li>6  Years later, in a small hospital room as  father lay near death,  too weak to speak out loud,  I sat tearfully ...
<ul><li>6  Years later, in a small hospital room as  father lay near death,  too weak to speak out loud,  I sat tearfully ...
 
Father & daughter’s love Strong & useful Can talk & understand Mother’s death  Father gave mother’s love Father  was dying...
Father & daughter’s love Strong & useful Can talk & understand Mother’s death  Father gave mother’s love Father  was dying...
Father & daughter’s love Strong & useful Can talk & understand Mother’s death  Father gave mother’s love Father  was dying...
<ul><li>8  As I looked down fondly at the precious, motionless hands of my dear father, I knew one thing for sure then, an...
<ul><li>As I looked down fondly at the precious, motionless hands of my dear father, I knew one thing for sure then, and I...
What did I do? How did I feel?
<ul><li>As I looked down fondly at the precious, motionless hands of my dear father, I knew one thing for sure then, and I...
<ul><li>As I  looked   down  fondly   at the  precious, motionless  hands  of my dear father,  I knew one thing for sure t...
<ul><li>As I  looked  down fondly  at the  precious, motionless  hands  of my dear father,  I knew one thing  for sure the...
<ul><li>As I looked down fondly at the precious, motionless hands of my dear father,  I knew   one thing   for sure then ,...
<ul><li>As I looked down fondly at the precious, motionless hands of my dear father, I knew  one thing  for sure then, and...
<ul><li>As I looked down fondly at the precious, motionless hands of my dear father, I knew  one thing  for sure then, and...
<ul><li>As I looked down fondly at the precious, motionless hands of my dear father, I knew  one thing  for sure then, and...
<ul><li>As I looked down fondly at the precious, motionless hands of my dear father, I knew  one thing  for sure then, and...
<ul><li>As I  looked down fondly   at  the precious, motionless  hands  of my dear father,   I knew one thing for sure the...
<ul><li>I knew one thing for sure  then , and I am even more sure of it  now:   </li></ul><ul><li>No mother’s hands ,  in ...
Father & daughter’s love Strong & useful Can talk & understand Mother’s death  Father gave mother’s love Father  was dying...
Father & daughter’s love Strong &
Developing reading skiils my father's hands
Developing reading skiils my father's hands
Developing reading skiils my father's hands
Developing reading skiils my father's hands
Developing reading skiils my father's hands
Developing reading skiils my father's hands
Developing reading skiils my father's hands
Developing reading skiils my father's hands
Developing reading skiils my father's hands
Developing reading skiils my father's hands
Developing reading skiils my father's hands
Developing reading skiils my father's hands
Developing reading skiils my father's hands
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  1. 1. My Father’s Hands 高歌 浙江外国语学院英文学院 2011.05.11 浙江省 2011 年高中英语课堂教学评比活动 阅读课教学案例
  2. 2. What skills are to be learned? Inferring Predicting Questioning the text <ul><li>Making </li></ul><ul><li>connections </li></ul><ul><li>Text-to-text </li></ul><ul><li>Text-to-self </li></ul>Skimming Visualizing Summarizing Monitoring comprehension Reading skills at work
  3. 3. My father’s hands
  4. 4. <ul><li>My Father’s Hands </li></ul><ul><li>1 ) As father’s devoted 深爱的 and only daughter, I noticed things about him that my two brothers never mentioned or may have taken for granted. Two things in particular made father more wonderful, interesting and capable than all the other fathers I’d ever seen or heard of — father’s large, sensitive hands. </li></ul><ul><li>2) father had long, nimble 灵巧的 fingers that could thread the smallest needle in order to mend the my dress. They could carefully trim the nails of tiny fingers and toes. Unlike Mama, father could tie straight sashes on my party dresses. Those same fingers had a magical way of playing the guitar, making my nursery tunes 儿歌 the most beautiful music I ever heard. </li></ul><ul><li>3) father’s inventive hands were also strong and useful, wonderfully tanned from working in the sun, and a bit callused 起茧的 . There was no unfamiliar thing to father’s hands. They could make a delicious and colorful meal in minutes. And I loved to watch in wonder as his skillful hands worked. </li></ul><ul><li>4) father’s hands could send a message as they tenderly touched a fevered brow or mended a broken doll. They seemed to speak, to understand unspoken pain and emotional hurt when I found no way to tell. </li></ul><ul><li>5 ) Yes, these were the hands of my father. They tenderly, untiringly cared for his children and my mother through her many long illnesses right up until her death. 妈妈死后 When I was sick, father would take a small blanket, warm it in front of the fireplace and wrap it around my small, cold feet with his hands of love. It was obvious to me even then that no mother’s hands could have done better. I can also well remember the old, familiar songs that father sang, as his hands patted me. I would hold one of father’s large hands studying the lines of his hand, feeling its hard spots with pride. father’s nails were always trimmed, although he had a scar 伤疤 in his left thumbnail. This was special and made me love him more because he was building my dollhouse when he acquired the injury. My father’s hands were perfect in my little-girl eyes. They had the strength and power to move mountains. They made the impossible possible! </li></ul><ul><li>6 ) Years later, in a small hospital room as father lay near death, too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at his bedside. But, holding his hands, I smiled, recalling all those happy, important and unforgettable years of shared experiences. Once again feeling every line, every callus and scar, I was amazed at the experience of love that father’s hands had brought. I lifted them, placing the tired, now pale hands against my face. How warm they were even now, just as in my treasured childhood! I kissed each brown spot in the hands of the 83-year-old man. To me they were beauty marks instead, standing for a job well done. I could no longer hold back the tears filling my eyes. </li></ul><ul><li>7 ) For a moment, father opened his eyes as if to speak. I leaned over close to him. With a weak, concerned smile of love, his trembling fingers reached up to gently touch my brow, stopping briefly to wipe away the tears now running down the cheeks of his “little girl.” And time stood still. Then father closed his eyes and, sighing one final breath, died quiet. </li></ul><ul><li>8 ) As I looked down fondly at the precious, motionless hands of my dear father, I knew one thing for sure then, and I am even more sure of it now: No mother’s hands, in all the world, were ever more endearing or more beautiful than the strong hands of my father. </li></ul>
  5. 6. My father’s hands <ul><li>Does the author love her father? </li></ul><ul><li>Only a little or very much, most likely? </li></ul><ul><li>Why does the author talk about her father’s hands? </li></ul><ul><li>How did your father use his hands to show his love to you when you were young? </li></ul>
  6. 7. 1 st paragraph
  7. 8. <ul><li>1 As father’s devoted 深爱的 and only daughter, I noticed things about him that my two brothers never mentioned or may have taken for granted. One thing in particular made father more wonderful, interesting and capable than all the other fathers I’d ever seen or heard of — father’s large, sensitive hands. </li></ul>
  8. 9. <ul><li>As father’s devoted 深爱的 and only daughter, I noticed things about him that my two brothers never mentioned or may have taken for granted 理所当然的 . </li></ul><ul><li>One thing in particular made father more wonderful, interesting and capable than all the other fathers I’d ever seen or heard of — father’s large, sensitive hands. </li></ul>
  9. 10. <ul><li>As father’s devoted 深爱的 and only daughter, I noticed things about him that my two brothers never mentioned or may have taken for granted 理所当然的 . </li></ul><ul><li>One thing in particular made father more wonderful, interesting and capable than all the other fathers I’d ever seen or heard of — father’s large, sensitive hands. </li></ul>
  10. 11. <ul><li>As father’s devoted 深爱的 and only daughter, I noticed things about him that my two brothers never mentioned or may have taken for granted 理所当然的 . </li></ul><ul><li>One thing in particular made father more wonderful, interesting and capable than all the other fathers I’d ever seen or heard of — father’s large, sensitive hands. </li></ul>
  11. 12. <ul><li>As father’s devoted 深爱的 and only daughter, I noticed things about him that my two brothers never mentioned or may have taken for granted 理所当然的 . </li></ul><ul><li>One thing in particular made father more wonderful, interesting and capable than all the other fathers I’d ever seen or heard of — father’s large, sensitive hands. </li></ul>
  12. 13. <ul><li>As father’s devoted 深爱的 and only daughter, I noticed things about him that my two brothers never mentioned or may have taken for granted 理所当然的 . </li></ul><ul><li>One thing in particular made father more wonderful, interesting and capable than all the other fathers I’d ever seen or heard of — father’s large, sensitive hands. </li></ul>
  13. 14. <ul><li>As father’s devoted 深爱的 and only daughter, I noticed things about him that my two brothers never mentioned or may have taken for granted 理所当然的 . </li></ul><ul><li>One thing in particular made father more wonderful, interesting and capable than all the other fathers I’d ever seen or heard of — father’s large, sensitive hands. </li></ul>
  14. 15. <ul><li>As father’s devoted 深爱的 and only daughter, I noticed things about him that my two brothers never mentioned or may have taken for granted 理所当然的 . </li></ul><ul><li>One thing in particular made father more wonderful, interesting and capable than all the other fathers I’d ever seen or heard of — father’s large, sensitive hands. </li></ul>
  15. 16. <ul><li>As father’s devoted 深爱的 and only daughter, I noticed things about him that my two brothers never mentioned or may have taken for granted 理所当然的 . </li></ul><ul><li>One thing in particular made father more wonderful, interesting and capable than all the other fathers I’d ever seen or heard of — father’s large, sensitive hands. </li></ul>
  16. 17. <ul><li>My Father’s Hands </li></ul><ul><li>1 ) As father’s devoted 深爱的 and only daughter, I noticed things about him that my two brothers never mentioned or may have taken for granted. Two things in particular made father more wonderful, interesting and capable than all the other fathers I’d ever seen or heard of — father’s large, sensitive hands. </li></ul><ul><li>2) father had long, nimble 灵巧的 fingers that could thread the smallest needle in order to mend the my dress. They could carefully trim the nails of tiny fingers and toes. Unlike Mama, father could tie straight sashes on my party dresses. Those same fingers had a magical way of playing the guitar, making my nursery tunes 儿歌 the most beautiful music I ever heard. </li></ul><ul><li>3) father’s inventive hands were also strong and useful, wonderfully tanned from working in the sun, and a bit callused 起茧的 . There was no unfamiliar thing to father’s hands. They could make a delicious and colorful meal in minutes. And I loved to watch in wonder as his skillful hands worked. </li></ul><ul><li>4) father’s hands could send a message as they tenderly touched a fevered brow or mended a broken doll. They seemed to speak, to understand unspoken pain and emotional hurt when I found no way to tell. </li></ul><ul><li>5 ) Yes, these were the hands of my father. They tenderly, untiringly cared for his children and my mother through her many long illnesses right up until her death. 妈妈死后 When I was sick, father would take a small blanket, warm it in front of the fireplace and wrap it around my small, cold feet with his hands of love. It was obvious to me even then that no mother’s hands could have done better. I can also well remember the old, familiar songs that father sang, as his hands patted me. I would hold one of father’s large hands studying the lines of his hand, feeling its hard spots with pride. father’s nails were always trimmed, although he had a scar 伤疤 in his left thumbnail. This was special and made me love him more because he was building my dollhouse when he acquired the injury. My father’s hands were perfect in my little-girl eyes. They had the strength and power to move mountains. They made the impossible possible! </li></ul><ul><li>6 ) Years later, in a small hospital room as father lay near death, too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at his bedside. But, holding his hands, I smiled, recalling all those happy, important and unforgettable years of shared experiences. Once again feeling every line, every callus and scar, I was amazed at the experience of love that father’s hands had brought. I lifted them, placing the tired, now pale hands against my face. How warm they were even now, just as in my treasured childhood! I kissed each brown spot in the hands of the 83-year-old man. To me they were beauty marks instead, standing for a job well done. I could no longer hold back the tears filling my eyes. </li></ul><ul><li>7 ) For a moment, father opened his eyes as if to speak. I leaned over close to him. With a weak, concerned smile of love, his trembling fingers reached up to gently touch my brow, stopping briefly to wipe away the tears now running down the cheeks of his “little girl.” And time stood still. Then father closed his eyes and, sighing one final breath, died quiet. </li></ul><ul><li>8 ) As I looked down fondly at the precious, motionless hands of my dear father, I knew one thing for sure then, and I am even more sure of it now: No mother’s hands, in all the world, were ever more endearing or more beautiful than the strong hands of my father. </li></ul>
  17. 18. <ul><li>As father’s devoted 深爱的 and only daughter, I noticed things about him that my two brothers never mentioned or may have taken for granted 理所当然的 . </li></ul><ul><li>One thing in particular made father more wonderful, interesting and capable than all the other fathers I’d ever seen or heard of — father’s large, sensitive hands. </li></ul>
  18. 19. <ul><li>As father’s devoted 深爱的 and only daughter, I noticed things about him that my two brothers never mentioned or may have taken for granted. </li></ul><ul><li>One thing in particular 特别的 made father more wonderful, interesting and capable than all the other fathers I’d ever seen or heard of — father’s large, sensitive hands. </li></ul>
  19. 20. <ul><li>As father’s devoted 深爱的 and only daughter, I noticed things about him that my two brothers never mentioned or may have taken for granted. </li></ul><ul><li>One thing in particular made father more wonderful, interesting and capable than all the other fathers I’d ever seen or heard of — father’s large, sensitive hands. </li></ul>
  20. 21. <ul><li>As father’s devoted 深爱的 and only daughter, I noticed things about him that my two brothers never mentioned or may have taken for granted. </li></ul><ul><li>One thing in particular made father more wonderful, interesting and capable than all the other fathers I’d ever seen or heard of — father’s large, sensitive hands. </li></ul>
  21. 22. <ul><li>As father’s devoted 深爱的 and only daughter, I noticed things about him that my two brothers never mentioned or may have taken for granted. </li></ul><ul><li>One thing in particular made father more wonderful, interesting and capable than all the other fathers I’d ever seen or heard of — father’s large , sensitive hands. </li></ul>
  22. 23. <ul><li>As father’s devoted 深爱的 and only daughter, I noticed things about him that my two brothers never mentioned or may have taken for granted. </li></ul><ul><li>One thing in particular made father more wonderful, interesting and capable than all the other fathers I’d ever seen or heard of — father’s large , sensitive hands. </li></ul>
  23. 24. sensitive <ul><li>Able to understand other people’s feelings and problems </li></ul><ul><li>My English teacher is always sensitive to students’ needs. </li></ul><ul><li>OPP: insensitive </li></ul>
  24. 25. <ul><li>As father’s devoted 深爱的 and only daughter, I noticed things about him that my two brothers never mentioned or may have taken for granted. </li></ul><ul><li>One thing in particular made father more wonderful, interesting and capable than all the other fathers I’d ever seen or heard of — father’s large , sensitive hands. </li></ul>
  25. 26. <ul><li>As father’s devoted 深爱的 and only daughter, I noticed things about him that my two brothers never mentioned or may have taken for granted. </li></ul><ul><li>One thing in particular made father more wonderful , interesting and capable than all the other fathers I’d ever seen or heard of — father’s large , sensitive hands. </li></ul>
  26. 27. <ul><li>As father’s devoted 深爱的 and only daughter, I noticed things about him that my two brothers never mentioned or may have taken for granted. </li></ul><ul><li>One thing in particular made father more wonderful, interesting and capable than all the other fathers I’d ever seen or heard of — father’s large, sensitive hands. </li></ul>
  27. 28. Para 1 My father’s hands
  28. 29. Paragraph 2 My father’s hands
  29. 30. <ul><li>2 father had long, nimble 灵巧的 fingers that could thread the smallest needle in order to mend the my dress. They could carefully trim the nails of tiny fingers and toes. Unlike Mama, father could tie straight sashes on my party dresses. Those same fingers had a magical way of playing the guitar, making my nursery tunes 儿歌 the most beautiful music I ever heard. </li></ul>
  30. 31. <ul><li>2 father had long, nimble 灵巧的 fingers that could thread the smallest needle in order to mend the my dress. They could carefully trim the nails of tiny fingers and toes. Unlike Mama, father could tie straight sashes on my party dresses. Those same fingers had a magical way of playing the guitar, making my nursery tunes 儿歌 the most beautiful music I ever heard. </li></ul>
  31. 32. <ul><li>father had long, nimble 灵巧的 fingers that could thread the smallest needle in order to mend my dress. </li></ul><ul><li>They could carefully trim the nails of tiny fingers and toes. </li></ul><ul><li>Unlike Mama, father could tie straight sashes on my party dresses. </li></ul><ul><li>Those same fingers had a magical way of playing the guitar, making my nursery tunes 儿歌 the most beautiful music I ever heard. </li></ul>
  32. 33. <ul><li>father had long, nimble 灵巧的 fingers that could thread the smallest needle in order to mend the my dress. </li></ul><ul><li>They could carefully trim the nails of tiny fingers and toes. </li></ul><ul><li>Unlike Mama, father could tie straight sashes on my party dresses. </li></ul><ul><li>Those same fingers had a magical way of playing the guitar, making my nursery tunes 儿歌 the most beautiful music I ever heard. </li></ul>
  33. 34. <ul><li>father had long, nimble 灵巧的 fingers that could thread the smallest needle in order to mend the my dress. </li></ul><ul><li>They could carefully trim the nails of tiny fingers and toes. </li></ul><ul><li>Unlike Mama, father could tie straight sashes on my party dresses. </li></ul><ul><li>Those same fingers had a magical way of playing the guitar, making my nursery tunes 儿歌 the most beautiful music I ever heard. </li></ul>
  34. 35. <ul><li>father had long, nimble 灵巧的 fingers that could thread the smallest needle in order to mend the my dress. </li></ul><ul><li>They could carefully trim the nails of tiny fingers and toes. </li></ul><ul><li>Unlike Mama, father could tie straight sashes on my party dresses. </li></ul><ul><li>Those same fingers had a magical way of playing the guitar, making my nursery tunes 儿歌 the most beautiful music I ever heard. </li></ul>
  35. 36. <ul><li>father had long, nimble 灵巧的 fingers that could thread the smallest needle in order to mend the my dress. </li></ul><ul><li>They could carefully trim 修剪 the nails of tiny fingers and toes. </li></ul><ul><li>Unlike Mama, father could tie straight sashes on my party dresses. </li></ul><ul><li>Those same fingers had a magical way of playing the guitar, making my nursery tunes 儿歌 the most beautiful music I ever heard. </li></ul>
  36. 37. <ul><li>father had long, nimble 灵巧的 fingers that could thread the smallest needle in order to mend the my dress. </li></ul><ul><li>They could carefully trim 修剪 the nails of tiny fingers and toes. </li></ul><ul><li>Unlike Mama, father could tie straight sashes on my party dresses. </li></ul><ul><li>Those same fingers had a magical way of playing the guitar, making my nursery tunes 儿歌 the most beautiful music I ever heard. </li></ul>
  37. 38. <ul><li>father had long, nimble 灵巧的 fingers that could thread the smallest needle in order to mend the my dress. </li></ul><ul><li>They could carefully trim the nails of tiny fingers and toes. </li></ul><ul><li>Unlike Mama, father could tie straight sashes on my party dresses. </li></ul><ul><li>Those same fingers had a magical way of playing the guitar, making my nursery tunes 儿歌 the most beautiful music I ever heard. </li></ul>
  38. 39. <ul><li>father had long, nimble 灵巧的 fingers that could thread the smallest needle in order to mend the my dress. </li></ul><ul><li>They could carefully trim the nails of tiny fingers and toes. </li></ul><ul><li>Unlike Mama, father could tie straight sashes on my party dresses. </li></ul><ul><li>Those same fingers had a magical way of playing the guitar, making my nursery tunes 儿歌 the most beautiful music I ever heard. </li></ul>
  39. 40. <ul><li>father had long, nimble 灵巧的 fingers that could thread the smallest needle in order to mend the my dress. </li></ul><ul><li>They could carefully trim the nails of tiny fingers and toes. </li></ul><ul><li>Unlike Mama, father could tie straight sashes on my party dresses. </li></ul><ul><li>Those same fingers had a magical way of playing the guitar, making my nursery tunes 儿歌 the most beautiful music I ever heard. </li></ul>
  40. 41. sashes
  41. 42. <ul><li>father had long, nimble 灵巧的 fingers that could thread the smallest needle in order to mend the my dress. </li></ul><ul><li>They could carefully trim the nails of tiny fingers and toes. </li></ul><ul><li>Unlike Mama, father could tie straight sashes on my party dresses. </li></ul><ul><li>Those same fingers had a magical way of playing the guitar, making my nursery tunes 儿歌 the most beautiful music I ever heard. </li></ul>
  42. 43. <ul><li>father had long, nimble 灵巧的 fingers that could thread the smallest needle in order to mend the my dress. </li></ul><ul><li>They could carefully trim the nails of tiny fingers and toes. </li></ul><ul><li>Unlike Mama, father could tie straight sashes on my party dresses. </li></ul><ul><li>Those same fingers had a magical way of playing the guitar, making my nursery tunes 儿歌 the most beautiful music I ever heard. </li></ul>
  43. 44. <ul><li>father had long, nimble 灵巧的 fingers that could thread the smallest needle in order to mend the my dress. </li></ul><ul><li>They could carefully trim the nails of tiny fingers and toes. </li></ul><ul><li>Unlike Mama, father could tie straight sashes on my party dresses. </li></ul><ul><li>Those same fingers had a magical way of playing the guitar , making my nursery tunes 儿歌 the most beautiful music I ever heard. </li></ul>
  44. 45. <ul><li>father had long, nimble 灵巧的 fingers that could thread the smallest needle in order to mend the my dress. </li></ul><ul><li>They could carefully trim the nails of tiny fingers and toes. </li></ul><ul><li>Unlike Mama, father could tie straight sashes on my party dresses. </li></ul><ul><li>Those same fingers had a magical way of playing the guitar , making my nursery tunes 儿歌 the most beautiful music I ever heard. </li></ul>
  45. 46. <ul><li>father had long, nimble 灵巧的 fingers that </li></ul><ul><li>could thread the smallest needle in order to mend the my dress. </li></ul><ul><li>They could carefully trim the nails of tiny fingers and toes. </li></ul><ul><li>Unlike Mama, father could tie straight sashes on my party dresses. </li></ul><ul><li>Those same fingers had a magical way of playing the guitar, making my nursery tunes 儿歌 the most beautiful music I ever heard . </li></ul>
  46. 47. <ul><li>father had long, nimble 灵巧的 fingers that </li></ul><ul><li>could thread the smallest needle in order to mend the my dress. </li></ul><ul><li>They could carefully trim the nails of tiny fingers and toes. </li></ul><ul><li>Unlike Mama, father could tie straight sashes on my party dresses. </li></ul><ul><li>Those same fingers had a magical way of playing the guitar, making my nursery tunes 儿歌 the most beautiful music I ever heard . </li></ul>
  47. 48. <ul><li>father had long, nimble 灵巧的 fingers that </li></ul><ul><li>could thread the smallest needle in order to mend the my dress. </li></ul><ul><li>They could carefully trim the nails of tiny fingers and toes. </li></ul><ul><li>Unlike Mama, father could tie straight sashes on my party dresses. </li></ul><ul><li>Those same fingers had a magical way of playing the guitar, making my nursery tunes 儿歌 the most beautiful music I ever heard . </li></ul>
  48. 49. <ul><li>father had long, nimble 灵巧的 fingers that </li></ul><ul><li>could thread the smallest needle in order to mend the my dress. </li></ul><ul><li>They could carefully trim the nails of tiny fingers and toes. </li></ul><ul><li>Unlike Mama, father could tie straight sashes on my party dresses. </li></ul><ul><li>Those same fingers had a magical way of playing the guitar, making my nursery tunes 儿歌 the most beautiful music I ever heard. </li></ul>
  49. 50. <ul><li>father had long, nimble 灵巧的 fingers that </li></ul><ul><li>could thread the smallest needle in order to mend the my dress. </li></ul><ul><li>They could carefully trim the nails of tiny fingers and toes. </li></ul><ul><li>Unlike Mama, father could tie straight sashes on my party dresses. </li></ul><ul><li>Those same fingers had a magical way of playing the guitar, making my nursery tunes 儿歌 the most beautiful music I ever heard. </li></ul>
  50. 51. <ul><li>father had long, nimble 灵巧的 fingers that </li></ul><ul><li>could thread the smallest needle in order to mend the my dress. </li></ul><ul><li>They could carefully trim the nails of tiny fingers and toes. </li></ul><ul><li>Unlike Mama, father could tie straight sashes on my party dresses. </li></ul><ul><li>Those same fingers had a magical way of playing the guitar , making my nursery tunes 儿歌 the most beautiful music I ever heard. </li></ul>
  51. 52. <ul><li>father had long, nimble 灵巧的 fingers that 第一部分是概括,后面是举例 </li></ul><ul><li>could thread the smallest needle in order to mend the my dress. </li></ul><ul><li>They could carefully trim the nails of tiny fingers and toes. </li></ul><ul><li>Unlike Mama, father could tie straight sashes on my party dresses. </li></ul><ul><li>Those same fingers had a magical way of playing the guitar , making my nursery tunes 儿歌 the most beautiful music I ever heard. </li></ul>
  52. 53. <ul><li>father had long, nimble 灵巧的 fingers that 第一部分是概括,后面是举例 </li></ul><ul><li>could thread the smallest needle in order to mend the my dress. </li></ul><ul><li>They could carefully trim the nails of tiny fingers and toes. </li></ul><ul><li>Unlike Mama, father could tie straight sashes on my party dresses. </li></ul><ul><li>Those same fingers had a magical way of playing the guitar , making my nursery tunes 儿歌 the most beautiful music I ever heard. </li></ul>
  53. 54. <ul><li>father had long, nimble 灵巧的 fingers that </li></ul><ul><li>could thread the smallest needle in order to mend the my dress. </li></ul><ul><li>They could carefully trim the nails of tiny fingers and toes. </li></ul><ul><li>Unlike Mama, father could tie straight sashes on my party dresses. </li></ul><ul><li>Those same fingers had a magical way of playing the guitar, making my nursery tunes 儿歌 the most beautiful music I ever heard. </li></ul>
  54. 55. <ul><li>father had long, nimble 灵巧的 fingers that </li></ul><ul><li>could thread the smallest needle in order to mend the my dress. </li></ul><ul><li>They could carefully trim the nails of tiny fingers and toes. </li></ul><ul><li>Unlike Mama, father could tie straight sashes on my party dresses. </li></ul><ul><li>Those same fingers had a magical way of playing the guitar, making my nursery tunes 儿歌 the most beautiful music I ever heard. </li></ul>
  55. 56. Nimble fingers Father’s hands
  56. 57. Nimble fingers Paragraph 3 My father’s hands
  57. 58. <ul><li>3 father’s inventive hands were also strong and useful, wonderfully tanned from working in the sun, and a bit callused 起茧的 . There was no unfamiliar thing to father’s hands. They could make a delicious and colorful meal in minutes. And I loved to watch in wonder as his skillful hands worked. </li></ul>
  58. 59. <ul><li>father’s inventive hands were also strong and useful, wonderfully tanned from working in the sun, and a bit callused 起茧的 . </li></ul><ul><li>There was no unfamiliar thing to father’s hands. </li></ul><ul><li>They could make a delicious and colorful meal in minutes. </li></ul><ul><li>And I loved to watch in wonder as his skillful hands worked. </li></ul>
  59. 60. <ul><li>father’s inventive hands were also strong and useful, wonderfully tanned from working in the sun, and a bit callused 起茧 的 . </li></ul><ul><li>There was no unfamiliar thing to father’s hands. </li></ul><ul><li>They could make a delicious and colorful meal in minutes. </li></ul><ul><li>And I loved to watch in wonder as his skillful hands worked. </li></ul>
  60. 61. <ul><li>father’s inventive hands were also strong and useful , wonderfully tanned from working in the sun, and a bit callused 起茧的 . </li></ul><ul><li>There was no unfamiliar thing to father’s hands. 多能 </li></ul><ul><li>They could make a delicious and colorful meal in minutes. </li></ul><ul><li>And I loved to watch in wonder as his skillful hands worked. 态度 </li></ul>
  61. 62. <ul><li>father’s inventive hands were also strong and useful , wonderfully tanned from working in the sun, and a bit callused 起茧的 . </li></ul><ul><li>There was no unfamiliar thing to father’s hands. 多能 </li></ul><ul><li>They could make a delicious and colorful meal in minutes. </li></ul><ul><li>And I loved to watch in wonder as his skillful hands worked. 态度 </li></ul>
  62. 63. <ul><li>father’s inventive hands were also strong and useful , wonderfully tanned from working in the sun, and a bit callused 起茧的 . </li></ul><ul><li>There was no unfamiliar thing to father’s hands. 多能 </li></ul><ul><li>They could make a delicious and colorful meal in minutes. </li></ul><ul><li>And I loved to watch in wonder as his skillful hands worked. 态度 </li></ul>
  63. 64. Manual 体力 worker(s)
  64. 65. Construction workers 建筑工人
  65. 66. <ul><li>father’s inventive hands were also strong and useful , wonderfully tanned from working in the sun, and a bit callused 起茧的 . </li></ul><ul><li>There was no unfamiliar thing to father’s hands. 多能 </li></ul><ul><li>They could make a delicious and colorful meal in minutes. </li></ul><ul><li>And I loved to watch in wonder as his skillful hands worked. 态度 </li></ul>
  66. 67. <ul><li>father’s inventive hands were also strong and useful, wonderfully tanned from working in the sun, and a bit callused 起茧的 . </li></ul><ul><li>There was no unfamiliar thing to father’s hands. 多能 </li></ul><ul><li>They could make a delicious and colorful meal in minutes. </li></ul><ul><li>And I loved to watch in wonder as his skillful hands worked. 态度 </li></ul>
  67. 68. <ul><li>father’s inventive hands were also strong and useful, wonderfully tanned from working in the sun, and a bit callused 起茧的 . </li></ul><ul><li>There was no unfamiliar thing to father’s hands. 多能 </li></ul><ul><li>They could make a delicious and colorful meal in minutes. </li></ul><ul><li>And I loved to watch in wonder as his skillful hands worked. 态度 </li></ul>
  68. 69. <ul><li>father’s inventive hands were also strong and useful , wonderfully tanned from working in the sun, and a bit callused 起茧的 . </li></ul><ul><li>There was no unfamiliar thing to father’s hands. </li></ul><ul><li>They could make a delicious and colorful meal in minutes. </li></ul><ul><li>And I loved to watch in wonder as his skillful hands worked. 态度 </li></ul>
  69. 70. <ul><li>father’s inventive hands were also strong and useful , </li></ul><ul><li>wonderfully tanned from working in the sun, and a bit callused 起茧的 . </li></ul><ul><li>There was no unfamiliar thing to father’s hands. </li></ul><ul><li>They could make a delicious and colorful meal in minutes. </li></ul><ul><li>And I loved to watch in wonder as his skillful hands worked. 态度 </li></ul>
  70. 71. <ul><li>father’s inventive hands were also strong and useful , </li></ul><ul><li>wonderfully tanned from working in the sun, and a bit callused 起茧的 . </li></ul><ul><li>There was no unfamiliar thing to father’s hands. </li></ul><ul><li>They could make a delicious and colorful meal in minutes. </li></ul><ul><li>And I loved to watch in wonder as his skillful hands worked. 态度 </li></ul>
  71. 72. <ul><li>father’s inventive hands were also strong and useful , 阳刚 </li></ul><ul><li>There was no unfamiliar thing to father’s hands. 多能 </li></ul><ul><li>They could make a delicious and colorful meal in minutes. </li></ul><ul><li>And I loved to watch in wonder as his skillful hands worked. 态度 </li></ul>
  72. 73. <ul><li>father’s inventive hands were also strong and useful , 阳刚 </li></ul><ul><li>There was no unfamiliar thing to father’s hands. 多能 </li></ul><ul><li>They could make a delicious and colorful meal in minutes. </li></ul><ul><li>And I loved to watch in wonder as his skillful hands worked. 态度 </li></ul>
  73. 74. <ul><li>father’s inventive hands were also strong and useful , </li></ul><ul><li>There was no unfamiliar thing to father’s hands. </li></ul><ul><li>They could make a delicious and colorful meal in minutes. </li></ul><ul><li>And I loved to watch in wonder as his skillful hands worked. 态度 </li></ul>
  74. 75. <ul><li>father’s inventive hands were also strong and useful, </li></ul><ul><li>wonderfully tanned from working in the sun, and a bit callused 起茧的 . </li></ul><ul><li>There was no unfamiliar thing to father’s hands. </li></ul><ul><li>They could make a delicious and colorful meal in minutes. </li></ul><ul><li>And I loved to watch in wonder as his skillful hands worked. </li></ul>
  75. 76. <ul><li>father’s inventive hands were also strong and useful, </li></ul><ul><li>wonderfully tanned from working in the sun, and a bit callused 起茧的 . </li></ul><ul><li>There was no unfamiliar thing to father’s hands. </li></ul><ul><li>They could make a delicious and colorful meal in minutes. </li></ul><ul><li>And I loved to watch in wonder as his skillful hands worked. </li></ul>
  76. 77. <ul><li>father’s inventive hands were also strong and useful , 阳刚 </li></ul><ul><li>wonderfully tanned from working in the sun, and a bit callused 起茧的 . </li></ul><ul><li>There was no unfamiliar thing to father’s hands. 多能 </li></ul><ul><li>They could make a delicious and colorful meal in minutes. </li></ul><ul><li>And I loved to watch in wonder as his skillful hands worked. 态度 </li></ul>
  77. 78. <ul><li>father’s inventive hands were also strong and useful , </li></ul><ul><li>wonderfully tanned from working in the sun, and a bit callused 起茧的 . </li></ul><ul><li>There was no unfamiliar thing to father’s hands. </li></ul><ul><li>They could make a delicious and colorful meal in minutes. </li></ul><ul><li>And I loved to watch in wonder as his skillful hands worked. 态度 </li></ul>
  78. 79. <ul><li>father’s inventive hands were also strong and useful, wonderfully tanned from working in the sun, and a bit callused 起茧的 . There was no unfamiliar thing to father’s hands. They could make a delicious and colorful meal in minutes. And I loved to watch in wonder as his skillful hands worked. </li></ul>
  79. 80. <ul><li>father’s inventive hands were also strong and useful, wonderfully tanned from working in the sun, and a bit callused 起茧的 . There was no unfamiliar thing to father’s hands. They could make a delicious and colorful meal in minutes. And I loved to watch in wonder as his skillful hands worked. </li></ul>
  80. 81. <ul><li>father’s inventive hands were also strong and useful, wonderfully tanned from working in the sun, and a bit callused 起茧的 . There was no unfamiliar thing to father’s hands. They could make a delicious and colorful meal in minutes. And I loved to watch in wonder as his skillful hands worked. </li></ul>
  81. 82. <ul><li>father’s inventive hands were also strong and useful , wonderfully tanned from working in the sun, and a bit callused 起茧的 . There was no unfamiliar thing to father’s hands. They could make a delicious and colorful meal in minutes. And I loved to watch in wonder as his skillful hands worked. </li></ul>
  82. 83. <ul><li>father’s inventive hands were also strong and useful , wonderfully tanned from working in the sun, and a bit callused 起茧的 . There was no unfamiliar thing to father’s hands. They could make a delicious and colorful meal in minutes. And I loved to watch in wonder as his skillful hands worked. </li></ul>
  83. 84. <ul><li>father’s inventive hands were also strong and useful , wonderfully tanned from working in the sun, and a bit callused 起茧的 . There was no unfamiliar thing to father’s hands. They could make a delicious and colorful meal in minutes. And I loved to watch in wonder as his skillful hands worked. </li></ul>
  84. 85. <ul><li>father’s inventive hands were also strong and useful , wonderfully tanned from working in the sun, and a bit callused 起茧的 . There was no unfamiliar thing to father’s hands. They could make a delicious and colorful meal in minutes. And I loved to watch in wonder as his skillful hands worked. </li></ul>
  85. 86. <ul><li>father’s inventive hands were also strong and useful , </li></ul><ul><li>wonderfully tanned from working in the sun, and a bit callused 起茧的 . </li></ul><ul><li>There was no unfamiliar thing to father’s hands. </li></ul><ul><li>They could make a delicious and colorful meal in minutes. </li></ul><ul><li>And I loved to watch in wonder as his skillful hands worked. 态度 </li></ul>
  86. 87. <ul><li>father’s hands were strong and useful </li></ul><ul><li>no unfamiliar thing to father’s hands. </li></ul><ul><li>loved to watch </li></ul>
  87. 88. <ul><li>father’s hands were strong and useful </li></ul><ul><li>no unfamiliar thing to father’s hands. </li></ul><ul><li>loved to watch </li></ul>
  88. 89. <ul><li>father’s hands were strong and useful </li></ul><ul><li>no unfamiliar thing to father’s hands. </li></ul><ul><li>loved to watch </li></ul>
  89. 90. <ul><li>father’s hands were strong and useful </li></ul><ul><li>no unfamiliar thing to father’s hands. 多能 </li></ul><ul><li>loved to watch </li></ul>
  90. 91. Nimble fingers Strong & useful My father’s hands
  91. 92. Nimble fingers Strong & useful Paragraph 4 My father’s hands
  92. 93. <ul><li>4 father’s hands could send a message as they tenderly touched a fevered brow or mended a broken doll. They seemed to speak, to understand unspoken pain and emotional hurt when I found no way to tell. </li></ul>
  93. 94. <ul><li>father’s hands could send a message as they tenderly touched a fevered brow or mended a broken doll. </li></ul><ul><li>They seemed to speak, to understand unspoken pain and emotional hurt when I found no way to tell. </li></ul>
  94. 95. <ul><li>father’s hands could send a message as they tenderly touched a fevered brow or mended a broken doll. </li></ul><ul><li>They seemed to speak, to understand unspoken pain and emotional hurt when I found no way to tell. </li></ul>
  95. 96. <ul><li>father’s hands could send a message as they tenderly touched a fevered brow or mended a broken doll. </li></ul><ul><li>They seemed to speak, to understand unspoken pain and emotional hurt when I found no way to tell. </li></ul>
  96. 97. <ul><li>father’s hands could send a message as they tenderly touched a fevered brow or mended a broken doll. </li></ul><ul><li>They seemed to speak, to understand unspoken pain and emotional hurt when I found no way to tell. </li></ul>
  97. 98. <ul><li>father’s hands could send a message when they tenderly touched a fevered brow or mended a broken doll. </li></ul><ul><li>They seemed to speak, to understand unspoken pain and emotional hurt when I found no way to tell. </li></ul>
  98. 99. <ul><li>father’s hands could send a message </li></ul><ul><ul><li>when they tenderly touched a fevered brow or mended a broken doll. </li></ul></ul><ul><li>They seemed to speak, to understand unspoken pain and emotional hurt when I found no way to tell. </li></ul>
  99. 100. <ul><li>father’s hands could send a message </li></ul><ul><ul><li>as they tenderly touched a fevered brow or mended a broken doll. </li></ul></ul><ul><li>They seemed to speak, to understand unspoken pain and emotional hurt when I found no way to tell. </li></ul>
  100. 101. <ul><li>father’s hands could send a message as they tenderly touched a fevered brow or mended a broken doll. </li></ul><ul><li>They seemed to speak, to understand unspoken pain and emotional hurt when I found no way to tell. </li></ul>
  101. 102. <ul><li>father’s hands could send a message as they tenderly touched a fevered brow or mended a broken doll. </li></ul><ul><li>They seemed to speak, to understand unspoken pain and emotional hurt when I found no way to tell. </li></ul>
  102. 103. <ul><li>father’s hands could send a message as they tenderly touched a fevered brow or mended a broken doll. </li></ul><ul><li>They seemed to speak, to understand unspoken pain and emotional hurt when I found no way to tell. </li></ul>
  103. 104. <ul><li>father’s hands could send a message as they tenderly touched a fevered brow or mended a broken doll. </li></ul><ul><li>They seemed to speak, to understand unspoken pain and emotional hurt when I found no way to tell. </li></ul>
  104. 105. <ul><li>father’s hands could send a message </li></ul><ul><li>as they tenderly touched a fevered brow 额头 or mended a broken doll 娃娃 . </li></ul><ul><li>They seemed to speak , to understand unspoken pain and emotional hurt </li></ul><ul><li>when I found no way to tell. </li></ul>
  105. 106. <ul><li>father’s hands could send a message as </li></ul><ul><ul><li>they tenderly touched a fevered brow or mended a broken doll. </li></ul></ul><ul><li>They seemed to speak, to understand </li></ul><ul><ul><li>unspoken pain and emotional hurt when I found no way to tell. </li></ul></ul>
  106. 107. Nimble fingers Strong & useful Can talk & understand My father’s hands
  107. 108. Nimble fingers Strong & useful Can talk & understand Big Paragraph 5 My father’s hands
  108. 109. <ul><li>5 Yes, these were the hands of my father. They tenderly, untiringly cared for his children and my mother through her many long illnesses right up until her death. When I was sick, father would take a small blanket, warm it in front of the fireplace and wrap it around my small, cold feet with his hands of love. It was obvious to me even then that no mother’s hands could have done better. I can also well remember the old, familiar songs that father sang, as his hands patted me. I would hold one of father’s large hands studying the lines of his hand, feeling its hard spots with pride. father’s nails were always trimmed, although he had a scar 伤疤 in his left thumbnail. This was special and made me love him more because he was building my dollhouse when he acquired the injury. My father’s hands were perfect in my little-girl eyes. They had the strength and power to move mountains. They made the impossible possible! </li></ul>
  109. 110. <ul><li>5-1 Yes, these were the hands of my father. They tenderly, untiringly cared for his children and my mother through her many long illnesses right up until her death. When I was sick, father would take a small blanket, warm it in front of the fireplace and wrap it around my small, cold feet with his hands of love. It was obvious to me even then that no mother’s hands could have done better. </li></ul><ul><li>5-2 I can also well remember the old, familiar songs that father sang, as his hands patted me. I would hold one of father’s large hands studying the lines of his hand, feeling its hard spots with pride. father’s nails were always trimmed, although he had a scar 伤疤 in his left thumbnail. This was special and made me love him more because he was building my dollhouse when he acquired the injury. My father’s hands were perfect in my little-girl eyes. They had the strength and power to move mountains. They made the impossible possible! </li></ul>
  110. 111. <ul><li>5-1 Yes, these were the hands of my father. They tenderly, untiringly cared for his children and my mother through her many long illnesses right up until her death. When I was sick, father would take a small blanket, warm it in front of the fireplace and wrap it around my small, cold feet with his hands of love. It was obvious to me even then that no mother’s hands could have done better. </li></ul>
  111. 112. <ul><li>Yes, these were the hands of my father. </li></ul><ul><li>They tenderly, untiringly cared for his children and my mother through her many long illnesses right up until her death. </li></ul><ul><li>When I was sick, father would take a small blanket, warm it in front of the fireplace and wrap it around my small, cold feet with his hands of love. </li></ul><ul><li>It was obvious to me even then that no mother’s hands could have done better. </li></ul>
  112. 113. <ul><li>Yes, these were the hands of my father. </li></ul><ul><li>They tenderly, untiringly 不知疲倦地 cared for his children and my mother through her many long illnesses right up until her death. </li></ul><ul><li>When I was sick, father would take a small blanket, warm it in front of the fireplace and wrap it around my small, cold feet with his hands of love. </li></ul><ul><li>It was obvious to me even then that no mother’s hands could have done better. </li></ul>
  113. 114. <ul><li>Yes, these were the hands of my father. 承上启下 </li></ul><ul><li>They tenderly, untiringly 不知疲倦地 cared for his children and my mother through her many long illnesses right up until her death. </li></ul><ul><li>When I was sick, father would take a small blanket, warm it in front of the fireplace and wrap it around my small, cold feet with his hands of love. </li></ul><ul><li>It was obvious to me even then that no mother’s hands could have done better. </li></ul>
  114. 115. <ul><li>Yes, these were the hands of my father. 承上启下 </li></ul><ul><li>They tenderly, untiringly 不知疲倦地 cared for his children and my mother through her many long illnesses right up until her death. </li></ul><ul><li>When I was sick, father would take a small blanket, warm it in front of the fireplace and wrap it around my small, cold feet with his hands of love. </li></ul><ul><li>It was obvious to me even then that no mother’s hands could have done better. </li></ul>
  115. 116. <ul><li>Yes, these were the hands of my father. 承上启下 </li></ul><ul><li>They tenderly, untiringly 不知疲倦地 cared for his children and my mother through her many long illnesses right up until her death. </li></ul><ul><li>When I was sick, father would take a small blanket, warm it in front of the fireplace and wrap it around my small, cold feet with his hands of love. </li></ul><ul><li>It was obvious to me even then that no mother’s hands could have done better. </li></ul>
  116. 117. <ul><li>Yes, these were the hands of my father. 承上启下 </li></ul><ul><li>They tenderly, untiringly 不知疲倦地 cared for his children and my mother through her many long illnesses right up until her death. </li></ul><ul><li>When I was sick, father would take a small blanket, warm it in front of the fireplace and wrap it around my small, cold feet with his hands of love. </li></ul><ul><li>It was obvious to me even then that no mother’s hands could have done better. </li></ul>
  117. 118. <ul><li>Yes, these were the hands of my father. 承上启下 </li></ul><ul><li>They tenderly, untiringly 不知疲倦地 cared for his children and my mother through her many long illnesses right up until her death. </li></ul><ul><li>When I was sick, father would take a small blanket, warm it in front of the fireplace and wrap it around my small, cold feet with his hands of love. </li></ul><ul><li>It was obvious to me even then that no mother’s hands could have done better. </li></ul>
  118. 119. <ul><li>Yes, these were the hands of my father. 承上启下 </li></ul><ul><li>They tenderly, untiringly 不知疲倦地 cared for his children and my mother through her many long illnesses right up until her death. </li></ul><ul><li>When I was sick, father would take a small blanket, warm it in front of the fireplace and wrap it around my small, cold feet with his hands of love. </li></ul><ul><li>It was obvious to me even then that no mother’s hands could have done better. </li></ul>
  119. 120. <ul><li>Yes, these were the hands of my father. 承上启下 </li></ul><ul><li>They tenderly, untiringly 不知疲倦地 cared for his children and my mother through her many long illnesses right up until her death. </li></ul><ul><li>When I was sick, father would take a small blanket, warm it in front of the fireplace and wrap it around my small, cold feet with his hands of love. </li></ul><ul><li>It was obvious to me even then that no mother’s hands could have done better. </li></ul>
  120. 121. <ul><li>Yes, these were the hands of my father. 承上启下 </li></ul><ul><li>They tenderly, 温柔地 untiringly 不知疲倦地 cared for his children and my mother through her many long illnesses right up until her death. </li></ul><ul><li>When I was sick, father would take a small blanket, warm it in front of the fireplace and wrap it around my small, cold feet with his hands of love. </li></ul><ul><li>It was obvious to me even then that no mother’s hands could have done better. </li></ul>
  121. 122. <ul><li>Yes, these were the hands of my father. </li></ul><ul><li>They tenderly, untiringly cared for his children and my mother through her many long illnesses right up until her death. </li></ul><ul><li>When I was sick, father would take a small blanket, warm it in front of the fireplace and wrap it around my small, cold feet with his hands of love. </li></ul><ul><li>It was obvious to me even then that no mother’s hands could have done better. </li></ul>
  122. 123. <ul><li>Yes, these were the hands of my father. </li></ul><ul><li>They tenderly, untiringly cared for his children and my mother through her many long illnesses right up until her death. </li></ul><ul><li>When I was sick , father would take a small blanket, warm it in front of the fireplace and wrap it around my small, cold feet with his hands of love. </li></ul><ul><li>It was obvious to me even then that no mother’s hands could have done better. </li></ul>
  123. 124. <ul><li>Yes, these were the hands of my father. </li></ul><ul><li>They tenderly, untiringly cared for his children and my mother through her many long illnesses right up until her death. </li></ul><ul><li>When I was sick , father would take a small blanket, warm it in front of the fireplace and wrap it around my small, cold feet with his hands of love. </li></ul>
  124. 125. <ul><li>Yes, these were the hands of my father. 承上启下 </li></ul><ul><li>They tenderly, untiringly cared for his children and my mother through her many long illnesses right up until her death. </li></ul><ul><li>When I was sick, father would take a small blanket, warm it in front of the fireplace and wrap it around my small, cold feet with his hands of love. </li></ul><ul><li>It was obvious to me even then that no mother’s hands could have done better. </li></ul>
  125. 126. <ul><li>Yes, these were the hands of my father. 承上启下 </li></ul><ul><li>They tenderly, untiringly cared for his children and my mother through her many long illnesses right up until her death. </li></ul><ul><li>When I was sick, father would take a small blanket, warm it in front of the fireplace and wrap it around my small, cold feet with his hands of love. </li></ul><ul><li>It was obvious to me even then that no mother’s hands could have done better. </li></ul>
  126. 127. <ul><li>Yes, these were the hands of my father. 承上启下 </li></ul><ul><li>They tenderly, untiringly cared for his children and my mother through her many long illnesses right up until her death. </li></ul><ul><li>When I was sick, father would take a small blanket, warm it in front of the fireplace and wrap it around my small, cold feet with his hands of love . </li></ul><ul><li>It was obvious to me even then that no mother’s hands could have done better. </li></ul>
  127. 128. What did father do? How did I feel?
  128. 129. <ul><li>Yes, these were the hands of my father. </li></ul><ul><li>They tenderly, untiringly cared for his children and my mother through her many long illnesses right up until her death. </li></ul><ul><li>When I was sick, father would take a small blanket, warm it in front of the fireplace and wrap it around my small, cold feet with his hands of love . </li></ul><ul><li>It was obvious to me even then that no mother’s hands could have done better. </li></ul>
  129. 130. <ul><li>Yes, these were the hands of my father. </li></ul><ul><li>They tenderly, untiringly cared for his children and my mother through her many long illnesses right up until her death. </li></ul><ul><li>When I was sick, father would take a small blanket, warm it in front of the fireplace and wrap it around my small, cold feet with his hands of love. </li></ul><ul><li>It was obvious to me even then that no mother’s hands could have done better. </li></ul>
  130. 131. <ul><li>Yes, these were the hands of my father. </li></ul><ul><li>They tenderly, untiringly cared for his children and my mother through her many long illnesses right up until her death. </li></ul><ul><li>When I was sick, father would take a small blanket, warm it in front of the fireplace and wrap it around my small, cold feet with his hands of love. </li></ul><ul><li>It was obvious to me even then that no mother’s hands could have done better. </li></ul>
  131. 132. <ul><li>Yes, these were the hands of my father. </li></ul><ul><li>They tenderly, untiringly cared for his children and my mother through her many long illnesses right up until her death. </li></ul><ul><li>When I was sick, father would take a small blanket, warm it in front of the fireplace and wrap it around my small, cold feet with his hands of love. </li></ul><ul><li>It was obvious to me even then that no mother’s hands could have done better. </li></ul>
  132. 133. <ul><li>Yes, these were the hands of my father. </li></ul><ul><li>They tenderly, untiringly cared for his children and my mother through her many long illnesses right up until her death. </li></ul><ul><li>When I was sick, father would take a small blanket, warm it in front of the fireplace and wrap it around my small, cold feet with his hands of love. </li></ul><ul><li>It was obvious to me even then that no mother’s hands could have done better. </li></ul>
  133. 134. Nimble fingers Strong & useful Can talk & understand Father’s hands are better than mother’s My father’s hands
  134. 135. <ul><li>5-2 I can also well remember the old, familiar songs that father sang, as his hands patted me. I would hold one of father’s large hands studying the lines of his hand, feeling its hard spots with pride. father’s nails were always trimmed, although he had a scar 伤疤 in his left thumbnail. </li></ul><ul><li>This was special and made me love him more because he was building my dollhouse when he acquired the injury. My father’s hands were perfect in my little-girl eyes. They had the strength and power to move mountains. They made the impossible possible! </li></ul>
  135. 136. <ul><li>I can also well remember the old, familiar songs that father sang, as his hands patted me. </li></ul><ul><li>I would hold one of father’s large hands studying the lines of his hand, feeling its hard spots with pride. </li></ul><ul><li>father’s nails were always trimmed, although he had a scar 伤疤 in his left thumbnail. </li></ul><ul><li>This was special and made me love him more because he was building my dollhouse when he acquired the injury. </li></ul><ul><li>My father’s hands were perfect in my little-girl eyes. </li></ul><ul><li>They had the strength and power to move mountains. They made the impossible possible! </li></ul>
  136. 137. <ul><li>I can also well remember the old, familiar songs that father sang, as his hands patted me. </li></ul><ul><li>I would hold one of father’s large hands studying the lines of his hand, feeling its hard spots with pride. father’s nails were always trimmed, although he had a scar 伤疤 in his left thumbnail. This was special and made me love him more because he was building my dollhouse when he acquired the injury. </li></ul><ul><li>My father’s hands were perfect in my little-girl eyes. They had the strength and power to move mountains. They made the impossible possible! </li></ul>
  137. 138. <ul><li>I can also well remember the old, familiar songs that father sang, as his hands patted me. </li></ul><ul><li>I would hold one of father’s large hands studying the lines of his hand, feeling its hard spots with pride. father’s nails were always trimmed, although he had a scar 伤疤 in his left thumbnail. This was special and made me love him more because he was building my dollhouse when he acquired the injury. </li></ul><ul><li>My father’s hands were perfect in my little-girl eyes. They had the strength and power to move mountains. They made the impossible possible! </li></ul>
  138. 139. <ul><li>I can also well remember the old, familiar songs that father sang, as his hands patted me. </li></ul><ul><li>I would hold one of father’s large hands studying the lines of his hand, feeling its hard spots with pride. father’s nails were always trimmed, although he had a scar 伤疤 in his left thumbnail. This was special and made me love him more because he was building my dollhouse when he acquired the injury. </li></ul><ul><li>My father’s hands were perfect in my little-girl eyes. They had the strength and power to move mountains. They made the impossible possible! </li></ul>
  139. 140. <ul><li>I can also well remember the old, familiar songs that father sang, as his hands patted me. </li></ul><ul><li>I would hold one of father’s large hands studying the lines of his hand, feeling its hard spots with pride. Father’s nails were always trimmed, although he had a scar 伤疤 in his left thumbnail. This was special and made me love him more because he was building my dollhouse when he acquired the injury. </li></ul><ul><li>My father’s hands were perfect in my little-girl eyes. They had the strength and power to move mountains. They made the impossible possible! </li></ul>
  140. 141. <ul><li>I can also well remember the old, familiar songs that father sang, as his hands patted me. </li></ul><ul><li>I would hold one of father’s large hands studying the lines of his hand, feeling its hard spots with pride. father’s nails were always trimmed, although he had a scar 伤疤 in his left thumbnail. This was special and made me love him more because he was building my dollhouse when he acquired the injury. </li></ul><ul><li>My father’s hands were perfect in my little-girl eyes. They had the strength and power to move mountains. They made the impossible possible! </li></ul>
  141. 142. <ul><li>I can also well remember the old, familiar songs that father sang, as his hands patted me. </li></ul><ul><li>I would hold one of father’s large hands studying the lines of his hand, feeling its hard spots with pride. father’s nails were always trimmed, although he had a scar 伤疤 in his left thumbnail. This was special and made me love him more because he was building my dollhouse when he acquired the injury. </li></ul><ul><li>My father’s hands were perfect in my little-girl eyes. They had the strength and power to move mountains. They made the impossible possible! </li></ul>
  142. 143. <ul><li>I can also well remember the old, familiar songs that father sang, as his hands patted me. </li></ul><ul><ul><li>I would hold one of father’s large hands studying the lines of his hand, feeling its hard spots with pride. </li></ul></ul><ul><ul><li>father’s nails were always trimmed, although he had a scar 伤疤 in his left thumbnail. </li></ul></ul><ul><ul><li>This was special and made me love him more because he was building my dollhouse when he acquired the injury. </li></ul></ul><ul><li>My father’s hands were perfect in my little-girl eyes. They had the strength and power to move mountains. They made the impossible possible! </li></ul>
  143. 144. <ul><li>I can also well remember the old, familiar songs that father sang, as his hands patted me. </li></ul><ul><ul><li>I would hold one of father’s large hands studying the lines of his hand, feeling its hard spots with pride. </li></ul></ul><ul><ul><li>father’s nails were always trimmed, although he had a scar 伤疤 in his left thumbnail. </li></ul></ul><ul><ul><li>This was special and made me love him more because he was building my dollhouse when he acquired the injury. </li></ul></ul><ul><li>My father’s hands were perfect in my little-girl eyes. They had the strength and power to move mountains. They made the impossible possible! </li></ul>
  144. 145. <ul><li>I can also well remember the old, familiar songs that father sang, as his hands patted me. </li></ul><ul><ul><li>I would hold one of father’s large hands studying the lines of his hand, feeling its hard spots with pride. </li></ul></ul><ul><ul><li>father’s nails were always trimmed, although he had a scar 伤疤 in his left thumbnail. </li></ul></ul><ul><ul><li>This was special and made me love him more because he was building my dollhouse when he acquired the injury. </li></ul></ul><ul><li>My father’s hands were perfect in my little-girl eyes. They had the strength and power to move mountains. They made the impossible possible! </li></ul>
  145. 146. <ul><li>I can also well remember the old, familiar songs that father sang, as his hands patted me. </li></ul><ul><ul><li>I would hold one of father’s large hands studying the lines of his hand , feeling its hard spots with pride. </li></ul></ul><ul><ul><li>father’s nails were always trimmed, although he had a scar 伤疤 in his left thumbnail. </li></ul></ul><ul><ul><li>This was special and made me love him more because he was building my dollhouse when he acquired the injury. </li></ul></ul><ul><li>My father’s hands were perfect in my little-girl eyes. They had the strength and power to move mountains. They made the impossible possible! </li></ul>
  146. 147. <ul><li>I can also well remember the old, familiar songs that father sang, as his hands patted me. </li></ul><ul><ul><li>I would hold one of father’s large hands studying the lines of his hand, feeling its hard spots with pride. </li></ul></ul><ul><ul><li>father’s nails were always trimmed, although he had a scar 伤疤 in his left thumbnail. </li></ul></ul><ul><ul><li>This was special and made me love him more because he was building my dollhouse when he acquired the injury. </li></ul></ul><ul><li>My father’s hands were perfect in my little-girl eyes. They had the strength and power to move mountains. They made the impossible possible! </li></ul>
  147. 148. <ul><li>I can also well remember the old, familiar songs that father sang, as his hands patted me. </li></ul><ul><ul><li>I would hold one of father’s large hands studying the lines of his hand, feeling its hard spots with pride. </li></ul></ul><ul><ul><li>father’s nails were always trimmed, although he had a scar 伤疤 in his left thumbnail. </li></ul></ul><ul><ul><li>This was special and made me love him more because he was building my dollhouse when he acquired the injury. </li></ul></ul><ul><li>My father’s hands were perfect in my little-girl eyes. They had the strength and power to move mountains. They made the impossible possible! </li></ul>
  148. 149. Nimble fingers Strong & useful Can talk & understand Father hands are perfect My father’s hands
  149. 150. 7 6 Strong & useful Can talk & understand Father’s hands were better than mother’s My father’s hands Nimble fingers
  150. 151. 7 6 Strong & useful Can talk & understand Father’s hands were better than mother’s My father’s hands Nimble fingers Paragraph 6-7
  151. 152. <ul><li>6 Years later, in a small hospital room as father lay near death, too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at his bedside. But, holding his hands, I smiled, recalling all those happy, important and unforgettable years of shared experiences. Once again feeling every line, every callus and scar, I was amazed at the experience of love that father’s hands had brought. I lifted them, placing the tired, now pale hands against my face. How warm they were even now, just as in my treasured childhood! I kissed each brown spot in the hands of the 83-year-old man. To me they were beauty marks instead, standing for a job well done. I could no longer hold back the tears filling my eyes. </li></ul>
  152. 153. <ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as father lay near death, too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at his bedside. </li></ul><ul><li>But, holding his hands, I smiled, recalling all those happy, important and unforgettable years of shared experiences. </li></ul><ul><li>Once again feeling every line, every callus and scar, I was amazed at the experience of love that father’s hands had brought. </li></ul><ul><li>I lifted them, placing the tired, now pale hands against my face. </li></ul><ul><li>How warm they were even now, just as in my treasured childhood! </li></ul><ul><li>I kissed each brown spot in the hands of the 83-year-old man. </li></ul><ul><li>To me they were beauty marks instead, standing for a job well done. I could no longer hold back the tears filling my eyes. </li></ul>
  153. 154. <ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as father lay near death, too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at his bedside. </li></ul><ul><li>But, holding his hands, I smiled, recalling all those happy, important and unforgettable years of shared experiences. </li></ul><ul><li>Once again feeling every line, every callus and scar, I was amazed at the experience of love that father’s hands had brought. </li></ul><ul><li>I lifted them, placing the tired, now pale hands against my face. </li></ul><ul><li>How warm they were even now, just as in my treasured childhood! </li></ul><ul><li>I kissed each brown spot in the hands of the 83-year-old man. </li></ul><ul><li>To me they were beauty marks instead, standing for a job well done. </li></ul><ul><li>I could no longer hold back the tears filling my eyes. </li></ul>
  154. 155. <ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as father lay near death, too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at his bedside. </li></ul><ul><li>But, holding his hands, I smiled, recalling all those happy, important and unforgettable years of shared experiences. </li></ul><ul><li>Once again feeling every line, every callus and scar, I was amazed at the experience of love that father’s hands had brought. </li></ul><ul><li>I lifted them, placing the tired, now pale hands against my face. </li></ul><ul><li>How warm they were even now, just as in my treasured childhood! </li></ul><ul><li>I kissed each brown spot in the hands of the 83-year-old man. </li></ul><ul><li>To me they were beauty marks instead, standing for a job well done. </li></ul><ul><li>I could no longer hold back the tears filling my eyes. </li></ul>
  155. 156. What did I do? How did I feel?
  156. 157. <ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as father lay near death, too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at his bedside. </li></ul><ul><li>But, holding his hands, I smiled, recalling all those happy, important and unforgettable years of shared experiences. </li></ul><ul><li>Once again feeling every line, every callus and scar, I was amazed at the experience of love that father’s hands had brought. </li></ul><ul><li>I lifted them, placing the tired, now pale hands against my face. </li></ul><ul><li>How warm they were even now, just as in my treasured childhood! </li></ul><ul><li>I kissed each brown spot in the hands of the 83-year-old man. </li></ul><ul><li>To me they were beauty marks instead, standing for a job well done. </li></ul><ul><li>I could no longer hold back the tears filling my eyes. </li></ul>
  157. 158. <ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as father lay near death, too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at his bedside. </li></ul><ul><li>But, holding his hands, I smiled, recalling all those happy, important and unforgettable years of shared experiences. </li></ul><ul><li>Once again feeling every line, every callus and scar, I was amazed at the experience of love that father’s hands had brought. </li></ul><ul><li>I lifted them, placing the tired, now pale hands against my face. </li></ul><ul><li>How warm they were even now, just as in my treasured childhood! </li></ul><ul><li>I kissed each brown spot in the hands of the 83-year-old man. </li></ul><ul><li>To me they were beauty marks instead, standing for a job well done. </li></ul><ul><li>I could no longer hold back the tears filling my eyes. </li></ul>
  158. 159. <ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as father lay near death, too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at his bedside. </li></ul><ul><li>But, holding his hands, I smiled, recalling all those happy, important and unforgettable years of shared experiences. </li></ul><ul><li>Once again feeling every line, every callus and scar, I was amazed at the experience of love that father’s hands had brought. </li></ul><ul><li>I lifted them, placing the tired, now pale hands against my face. </li></ul><ul><li>How warm they were even now, just as in my treasured childhood! </li></ul><ul><li>I kissed each brown spot in the hands of the 83-year-old man. </li></ul><ul><li>To me they were beauty marks instead, standing for a job well done. </li></ul><ul><li>I could no longer hold back the tears filling my eyes. </li></ul>
  159. 160. <ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as father lay near death, too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at his bedside. </li></ul><ul><li>But, holding his hands, I smiled, recalling all those happy, important and unforgettable years of shared experiences. </li></ul><ul><li>Once again feeling every line, every callus and scar, I was amazed at the experience of love that father’s hands had brought. </li></ul><ul><li>I lifted them, placing the tired, now pale hands against my face. </li></ul><ul><li>How warm they were even now, just as in my treasured childhood! </li></ul><ul><li>I kissed each brown spot in the hands of the 83-year-old man. </li></ul><ul><li>To me they were beauty marks instead, standing for a job well done. </li></ul><ul><li>I could no longer hold back the tears filling my eyes. </li></ul>
  160. 161. <ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as father lay near death, too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at his bedside. </li></ul><ul><li>But, holding his hands, I smiled, recalling all those happy, important and unforgettable years of shared experiences. </li></ul><ul><li>Once again feeling every line, every callus and scar, I was amazed at the experience of love that father’s hands had brought. </li></ul><ul><li>I lifted them, placing the tired, now pale hands against my face. </li></ul><ul><li>How warm they were even now, just as in my treasured childhood! </li></ul><ul><li>I kissed each brown spot in the hands of the 83-year-old man. </li></ul><ul><li>To me they were beauty marks instead, standing for a job well done. </li></ul><ul><li>I could no longer hold back the tears filling my eyes. </li></ul>
  161. 162. <ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as father lay near death, too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at his bedside. </li></ul><ul><li>But, holding his hands, I smiled, recalling 回忆 all those happy, important and unforgettable years of shared experiences. </li></ul><ul><li>Once again feeling every line, every callus and scar, I was amazed at the experience of love that father’s hands had brought. </li></ul><ul><li>I lifted them, placing the tired, now pale hands against my face. </li></ul><ul><li>How warm they were even now, just as in my treasured childhood! </li></ul><ul><li>I kissed each brown spot in the hands of the 83-year-old man. </li></ul><ul><li>To me they were beauty marks instead, standing for a job well done. </li></ul><ul><li>I could no longer hold back the tears filling my eyes. </li></ul>
  162. 163. <ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as father lay near death, too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at his bedside. </li></ul><ul><li>But, holding his hands, I smiled, recalling 回忆 all those happy, important and unforgettable years of shared experiences. </li></ul><ul><li>Once again feeling every line, every callus and scar, I was amazed at the experience of love that father’s hands had brought. </li></ul><ul><li>I lifted them, placing the tired, now pale hands against my face. </li></ul><ul><li>How warm they were even now, just as in my treasured childhood! </li></ul><ul><li>I kissed each brown spot in the hands of the 83-year-old man. </li></ul><ul><li>To me they were beauty marks instead, standing for a job well done. </li></ul><ul><li>I could no longer hold back the tears filling my eyes. </li></ul>
  163. 164. <ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as father lay near death, too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at his bedside. </li></ul><ul><li>But, holding his hands, I smiled, recalling all those happy, important and unforgettable years of shared experiences. </li></ul><ul><li>Once again feeling every line, every callus and scar, I was amazed at the experience of love that father’s hands had brought. </li></ul><ul><li>I lifted them, placing the tired, now pale hands against my face. </li></ul><ul><li>How warm they were even now, just as in my treasured childhood! </li></ul><ul><li>I kissed each brown spot in the hands of the 83-year-old man. </li></ul><ul><li>To me they were beauty marks instead, standing for a job well done. </li></ul><ul><li>I could no longer hold back the tears filling my eyes. </li></ul>
  164. 165. <ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as father lay near death, too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at his bedside. </li></ul><ul><li>But, holding his hands, I smiled, recalling all those happy, important and unforgettable years of shared experiences. </li></ul><ul><li>Once again feeling every line, every callus and scar, I was amazed at the experience of love that father’s hands had brought. </li></ul><ul><li>I lifted them, placing the tired, now pale hands against my face. </li></ul><ul><li>How warm they were even now, just as in my treasured childhood! </li></ul><ul><li>I kissed each brown spot in the hands of the 83-year-old man. </li></ul><ul><li>To me they were beauty marks instead, standing for a job well done. </li></ul><ul><li>I could no longer hold back the tears filling my eyes. </li></ul>
  165. 166. <ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as father lay near death, too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at his bedside. </li></ul><ul><li>But, holding his hands, I smiled, recalling all those happy, important and unforgettable years of shared experiences. </li></ul><ul><li>Once again feeling every line, every callus and scar, I was amazed at the experience of love that father’s hands had brought. </li></ul><ul><li>I lifted them, placing the tired, now pale hands against my face. </li></ul><ul><li>How warm they were even now, just as in my treasured childhood! </li></ul><ul><li>I kissed each brown spot in the hands of the 83-year-old man. </li></ul><ul><li>To me they were beauty marks instead, standing for a job well done. </li></ul><ul><li>I could no longer hold back the tears filling my eyes. </li></ul>
  166. 167. <ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as father lay near death, too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at his bedside. </li></ul><ul><li>But, holding his hands, I smiled, recalling all those happy, important and unforgettable years of shared experiences. </li></ul><ul><li>Once again feeling every line, every callus and scar, I was amazed at the experience of love that father’s hands had brought. </li></ul><ul><li>I lifted them, placing the tired, now pale hands against my face. </li></ul><ul><li>How warm they were even now, just as in my treasured childhood! </li></ul><ul><li>I kissed each brown spot in the hands of the 83-year-old man. </li></ul><ul><li>To me they were beauty marks instead, standing for a job well done. </li></ul><ul><li>I could no longer hold back the tears filling my eyes. </li></ul>
  167. 168. <ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as father lay near death, too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at his bedside. </li></ul><ul><li>But, holding his hands, I smiled, recalling all those happy, important and unforgettable years of shared experiences. </li></ul><ul><li>Once again feeling every line, every callus and scar, I was amazed at the experience of love that father’s hands had brought. </li></ul><ul><li>I lifted them, placing the tired, now pale hands against my face. </li></ul><ul><li>How warm they were even now, just as in my treasured childhood! </li></ul><ul><li>I kissed each brown spot in the hands of the 83-year-old man. </li></ul><ul><li>To me they were beauty marks instead, standing for a job well done. </li></ul><ul><li>I could no longer hold back the tears filling my eyes. </li></ul>
  168. 169. <ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as father lay near death, too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at his bedside. </li></ul><ul><li>But, holding his hands, I smiled, recalling all those happy, important and unforgettable years of shared experiences. </li></ul><ul><li>Once again feeling every line, every callus and scar, I was amazed at the experience of love that father’s hands had brought. </li></ul><ul><li>I lifted them, placing the tired, now pale hands against my face. </li></ul><ul><li>How warm they were even now, just as in my treasured childhood! </li></ul><ul><li>I kissed each brown spot in the hands of the 83-year-old man. </li></ul><ul><li>To me they were beauty marks instead, standing for a job well done. </li></ul><ul><li>I could no longer hold back the tears filling my eyes. </li></ul>
  169. 170. <ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as father lay near death, too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at his bedside. </li></ul><ul><li>But, holding his hands, I smiled, recalling all those happy, important and unforgettable years of shared experiences. </li></ul><ul><li>Once again feeling every line, every callus and scar, I was amazed at the experience of love that father’s hands had brought. </li></ul><ul><li>I lifted them, placing the tired, now pale hands against my face. </li></ul><ul><li>How warm they were even now, just as in my treasured childhood! </li></ul><ul><li>I kissed each brown spot in the hands of the 83-year-old man. </li></ul><ul><li>To me they were beauty marks instead, standing for a job well done. </li></ul><ul><li>I could no longer hold back the tears filling my eyes. </li></ul>
  170. 171. <ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as father lay near death, too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at his bedside. </li></ul><ul><li>But, holding his hands, I smiled, recalling all those happy, important and unforgettable years of shared experiences. </li></ul><ul><li>Once again feeling every line, every callus and scar, I was amazed at the experience of love that father’s hands had brought. </li></ul><ul><li>I lifted them, placing the tired, now pale hands against my face. </li></ul><ul><li>How warm they were even now, just as in my treasured childhood! </li></ul><ul><li>I kissed each brown spot in the hands of the 83-year-old man. </li></ul><ul><li>To me they were beauty marks instead, standing for a job well done. </li></ul><ul><li>I could no longer hold back the tears filling my eyes. </li></ul>
  171. 172. <ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as father lay near death, too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at his bedside. </li></ul><ul><li>But, holding his hands, I smiled, recalling all those happy, important and unforgettable years of shared experiences. </li></ul><ul><li>Once again feeling every line, every callus and scar, I was amazed at the experience of love that father’s hands had brought. </li></ul><ul><li>I lifted them, placing the tired, now pale hands against my face. </li></ul><ul><li>How warm they were even now, just as in my treasured childhood! </li></ul><ul><li>I kissed each brown spot in the hands of the 83-year-old man. </li></ul><ul><li>To me they were beauty marks instead, standing for a job well done. </li></ul><ul><li>I could no longer hold back the tears filling my eyes. </li></ul>
  172. 173. <ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as father lay near death, too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at his bedside. </li></ul><ul><li>But, holding his hands, I smiled, recalling all those happy, important and unforgettable years of shared experiences. </li></ul><ul><li>Once again feeling every line, every callus and scar, I was amazed at the experience of love that father’s hands had brought. </li></ul><ul><li>I lifted them, placing the tired, now pale hands against my face. </li></ul><ul><li>How warm they were even now, just as in my treasured childhood! </li></ul><ul><li>I kissed each brown spot in the hands of the 83-year-old man. </li></ul><ul><li>To me they were beauty marks instead, standing for a job well done. </li></ul><ul><li>I could no longer hold back the tears filling my eyes. </li></ul>
  173. 174. <ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as father lay near death, too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at his bedside. </li></ul><ul><li>But, holding his hands, I smiled, recalling all those happy, important and unforgettable years of shared experiences. </li></ul><ul><li>Once again feeling every line, every callus and scar, I was amazed at the experience of love that father’s hands had brought. </li></ul><ul><li>I lifted them, placing the tired, now pale hands against my face. </li></ul><ul><li>How warm they were even now, just as in my treasured childhood! </li></ul><ul><li>I kissed each brown spot in the hands of the 83-year-old man. </li></ul><ul><li>To me they were beauty marks instead, standing for a job well done. </li></ul><ul><li>I could no longer hold back the tears filling my eyes. </li></ul>
  174. 175. <ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as father lay near death, too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at his bedside. </li></ul><ul><li>But, holding his hands, I smiled, recalling all those happy, important and unforgettable years of shared experiences. </li></ul><ul><li>Once again feeling every line, every callus and scar, I was amazed at the experience of love that father’s hands had brought. </li></ul><ul><li>I lifted them, placing the tired, now pale hands against my face. </li></ul><ul><li>How warm they were even now, just as in my treasured childhood! </li></ul><ul><li>I kissed each brown spot in the hands of the 83-year-old man. </li></ul><ul><li>To me they were beauty marks instead, standing for a job well done. </li></ul><ul><li>I could no longer hold back the tears filling my eyes. </li></ul>
  175. 176. <ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as father lay near death, too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at his bedside. </li></ul><ul><li>But, holding his hands, I smiled, recalling all those happy, important and unforgettable years of shared experiences. </li></ul><ul><li>Once again feeling every line, every callus and scar, I was amazed at the experience of love that father’s hands had brought. </li></ul><ul><li>I lifted them, placing the tired, now pale hands against my face. </li></ul><ul><li>How warm they were even now , just as in my treasured childhood! </li></ul><ul><li>I kissed each brown spot in the hands of the 83-year-old man. </li></ul><ul><li>To me they were beauty marks instead, standing for a job well done. </li></ul><ul><li>I could no longer hold back the tears filling my eyes. </li></ul>
  176. 177. <ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as father lay near death, too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at his bedside. </li></ul><ul><li>But, holding his hands, I smiled, recalling all those happy, important and unforgettable years of shared experiences. </li></ul><ul><li>Once again feeling every line, every callus and scar, I was amazed at the experience of love that father’s hands had brought. </li></ul><ul><li>I lifted them, placing the tired, now pale hands against my face. </li></ul><ul><li>How warm they were even now, just as in my treasured childhood! </li></ul><ul><li>I kissed each brown spot in the hands of the 83-year-old man. </li></ul><ul><li>To me they were beauty marks instead, standing for a job well done. </li></ul><ul><li>I could no longer hold back the tears filling my eyes. </li></ul>
  177. 178. <ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as father lay near death, too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at his bedside. </li></ul><ul><li>But, holding his hands, I smiled, recalling all those happy, important and unforgettable years of shared experiences. </li></ul><ul><li>Once again feeling every line, every callus and scar, I was amazed at the experience of love that father’s hands had brought. </li></ul><ul><li>I lifted them, placing the tired, now pale hands against my face. </li></ul><ul><li>How warm they were even now , just as in my treasured childhood! </li></ul><ul><li>I kissed each brown spot in the hands of the 83-year-old man. </li></ul><ul><li>To me they were beauty marks instead, standing for a job well done. </li></ul><ul><li>I could no longer hold back the tears filling my eyes. </li></ul>
  178. 179. <ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as father lay near death, too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at his bedside. </li></ul><ul><li>But, holding his hands, I smiled, recalling all those happy, important and unforgettable years of shared experiences. </li></ul><ul><li>Once again feeling every line, every callus and scar, I was amazed at the experience of love that father’s hands had brought. </li></ul><ul><li>I lifted them, placing the tired, now pale hands against my face. </li></ul><ul><li>How warm they were even now , just as in my treasured childhood! </li></ul><ul><li>I kissed each brown spot in the hands of the 83-year-old man. </li></ul><ul><li>To me they were beauty marks instead, standing for a job well done. </li></ul><ul><li>I could no longer hold back the tears filling my eyes. </li></ul>
  179. 180. <ul><li>Years later, in a small hospital room as father lay near death, too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at his bedside. </li></ul><ul><li>But, holding his hands, I smiled, recalling all those happy, important and unforgettable years of shared experiences. </li></ul><ul><li>Once again feeling every line, every callus and scar, I was amazed at the experience of love that father’s hands had brought. </li></ul><ul><li>I lifted them, placing the tired, now pale hands against my face. </li></ul><ul><li>How warm they were even now , just as in my treasured childhood! </li></ul><ul><li>I kissed each brown spot in the hands of the 83-year-old man. </li></ul><ul><li>To me they were beauty marks instead, standing for a job well done. </li></ul><ul><li>I could no longer hold back the tears filling my eyes. </li></ul>
  180. 181. Father’s love to me, and how I felt my love to him
  181. 182. <ul><li>7 For a moment, father opened his eyes as if to speak. I leaned over close to him. With a weak, concerned smile of love, his trembling fingers reached up to gently touch my brow, stopping briefly to wipe away the tears now running down the cheeks of his “little girl.” And time stood still. Then father closed his eyes and, sighing one final breath, died quiet. </li></ul>
  182. 183. <ul><li>For a moment, father opened his eyes as if to speak. </li></ul><ul><li>I leaned over close to him. </li></ul><ul><li>With a weak, concerned smile of love, his trembling fingers reached up to gently touch my brow, stopping briefly to wipe away the tears now running down the cheeks of his “little girl.” </li></ul><ul><li>And time stood still. </li></ul><ul><li>Then father closed his eyes and, sighing one final breath, died quiet. </li></ul>
  183. 184. What did my father do? What did I do? How did I feel?
  184. 185. <ul><li>For a moment, father opened his eyes as if to speak. </li></ul><ul><li>I leaned over close to him. </li></ul><ul><li>With a weak, concerned smile of love, his trembling fingers reached up to gently touch my brow, stopping briefly to wipe away the tears now running down the cheeks of his “little girl.” </li></ul><ul><li>And time stood still. </li></ul><ul><li>Then father closed his eyes and, sighing one final breath, died quiet. </li></ul>
  185. 186. <ul><li>For a moment, father opened his eyes as if to speak. </li></ul><ul><li>I leaned over close to him. </li></ul><ul><li>With a weak, concerned smile of love, his trembling fingers reached up to gently touch my brow, stopping briefly to wipe away the tears now running down the cheeks of his “little girl.” </li></ul><ul><li>And time stood still. </li></ul><ul><li>Then father closed his eyes and, sighing one final breath, died quiet. </li></ul>
  186. 187. <ul><li>For a moment, father opened his eyes as if to speak. </li></ul><ul><li>I leaned over close to him. </li></ul><ul><li>With a weak, concerned smile of love, his trembling fingers reached up to gently touch my brow, stopping briefly to wipe away the tears now running down the cheeks of his “little girl.” </li></ul><ul><li>And time stood still. </li></ul><ul><li>Then father closed his eyes and, sighing one final breath, died quiet. </li></ul>
  187. 188. <ul><li>For a moment, father opened his eyes as if to speak. </li></ul><ul><li>I leaned over close to him. </li></ul><ul><li>With a weak, concerned smile of love, his trembling fingers reached up to gently touch my brow, stopping briefly to wipe away the tears now running down the cheeks of his “little girl.” </li></ul><ul><li>And time stood still. </li></ul><ul><li>Then father closed his eyes and, sighing one final breath, died quiet. </li></ul>
  188. 189. <ul><li>For a moment, father opened his eyes as if to speak. </li></ul><ul><li>I leaned over close to him. </li></ul><ul><li>With a weak, concerned smile of love, his trembling fingers reached up to gently touch my brow, stopping briefly to wipe away the tears now running down the cheeks of his “little girl.” </li></ul><ul><li>And time stood still. </li></ul><ul><li>Then father closed his eyes and, sighing one final breath, died quiet. </li></ul>
  189. 190. <ul><li>For a moment, father opened his eyes as if to speak. </li></ul><ul><li>I leaned over close to him. </li></ul><ul><li>With a weak, concerned smile of love, his trembling fingers reached up to gently touch my brow , stopping briefly to wipe away the tears now running down the cheeks of his “little girl.” </li></ul><ul><li>And time stood still. </li></ul><ul><li>Then father closed his eyes and, sighing one final breath, died quiet. </li></ul>
  190. 191. <ul><li>For a moment, father opened his eyes as if to speak. </li></ul><ul><li>I leaned over close to him. </li></ul><ul><li>With a weak, concerned smile of love, his trembling fingers reached up to gently touch my brow , stopping briefly to wipe away the tears now running down the cheeks of his “little girl.” </li></ul><ul><li>And time stood still. </li></ul><ul><li>Then father closed his eyes and, sighing one final breath, died quiet. </li></ul>
  191. 193. How did I feel?
  192. 194. <ul><li>For a moment, father opened his eyes as if to speak. </li></ul><ul><li>I leaned over close to him. </li></ul><ul><li>With a weak, concerned smile of love, his trembling fingers reached up to gently touch my brow, stopping briefly to wipe away the tears now running down the cheeks of his “little girl.” </li></ul><ul><li>And time stood still. </li></ul><ul><li>Then father closed his eyes and, sighing one final breath, died quiet. </li></ul>
  193. 195. <ul><li>For a moment, father opened his eyes as if to speak. </li></ul><ul><li>I leaned over close to him. </li></ul><ul><li>With a weak, concerned smile of love, his trembling fingers reached up to gently touch my brow, stopping briefly to wipe away the tears now running down the cheeks of his “little girl.” </li></ul><ul><li>And time stood still. </li></ul><ul><li>Then father closed his eyes and, sighing one final breath, died quiet. </li></ul>
  194. 196. <ul><li>For a moment, father opened his eyes as if to speak. </li></ul><ul><li>I leaned over close to him. </li></ul><ul><li>With a weak, concerned smile of love, his trembling fingers reached up to gently touch my brow, stopping briefly to wipe away the tears now running down the cheeks of his “little girl.” </li></ul><ul><li>And time stood still ! </li></ul><ul><li>Then father closed his eyes and, sighing one final breath, died quiet. </li></ul>
  195. 197. <ul><li>And time stood still ! </li></ul>
  196. 198. <ul><li>For a moment, father opened his eyes as if to speak. </li></ul><ul><li>I leaned over close to him. </li></ul><ul><li>With a weak, concerned smile of love, his trembling fingers reached up to gently touch my brow, stopping briefly to wipe away the tears now running down the cheeks of his “little girl.” </li></ul><ul><li>And time stood still. </li></ul><ul><li>Then father closed his eyes and, sighing one final breath, died quiet. </li></ul>
  197. 199. <ul><li>For a moment, father opened his eyes as if to speak. </li></ul><ul><li>I leaned over close to him. </li></ul><ul><li>With a weak, concerned smile of love, his trembling fingers reached up to gently touch my brow , stopping briefly to wipe away the tears now running down the cheeks of his “little girl.” </li></ul><ul><li>And time stood still. </li></ul><ul><li>Then father closed his eyes and, sighing one final breath, died quiet. </li></ul>
  198. 200. <ul><li>6 Years later, in a small hospital room as father lay near death, too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at his bedside. But, holding his hands, I smiled, recalling all those happy, important and unforgettable years of shared experiences. Once again feeling every line, every callus and scar, I was amazed at the experience of love that father’s hands had brought. I lifted them, placing the tired, now pale hands against my face. How warm they were even now, just as in my treasured childhood! I kissed each brown spot in the hands of the 83-year-old man. To me they were beauty marks instead, standing for a job well done. I could no longer hold back the tears filling my eyes. </li></ul><ul><li>7 For a moment, father opened his eyes as if to speak. I leaned over close to him. With a weak, concerned smile of love, his trembling fingers reached up to gently touch my brow , stopping briefly to wipe away the tears now running down the cheeks of his “little girl.” And time stood still. Then father closed his eyes and, sighing one final breath, died quiet. </li></ul>
  199. 201. <ul><li>6 Years later, in a small hospital room as father lay near death, too weak to speak out loud, I sat tearfully at his bedside. But, holding his hands, I smiled, recalling all those happy, important and unforgettable years of shared experiences. Once again feeling every line, every callus and scar, I was amazed at the experience of love that father’s hands had brought. I lifted them, placing the tired, now pale hands against my face. How warm they were even now, just as in my treasured childhood! I kissed each brown spot in the hands of the 83-year-old man. To me they were beauty marks instead, standing for a job well done. I could no longer hold back the tears filling my eyes. </li></ul><ul><li>7 For a moment, father opened his eyes as if to speak. I leaned over close to him. With a weak, concerned smile of love, his trembling fingers reached up to gently touch my brow , stopping briefly to wipe away the tears now running down the cheeks of his “little girl.” And time stood still. Then father closed his eyes and, sighing one final breath, died quiet. </li></ul>
  200. 203. Father & daughter’s love Strong & useful Can talk & understand Mother’s death Father gave mother’s love Father was dying My father’s hands Nimble fingers
  201. 204. Father & daughter’s love Strong & useful Can talk & understand Mother’s death Father gave mother’s love Father was dying My father’s hands Nimble fingers Father was dying Father and daughter’s love to each other
  202. 205. Father & daughter’s love Strong & useful Can talk & understand Mother’s death Father gave mother’s love Father was dying My father’s hands Last paragraph Nimble fingers Father was dying Father and daughter’s love to each other
  203. 206. <ul><li>8 As I looked down fondly at the precious, motionless hands of my dear father, I knew one thing for sure then, and I am even more sure of it now: No mother’s hands, in all the world, were ever more endearing or more beautiful than the strong hands of my father. </li></ul>
  204. 207. <ul><li>As I looked down fondly at the precious, motionless hands of my dear father, I knew one thing for sure then, and I am even more sure of it now: </li></ul><ul><li>No mother’s hands, in all the world, were ever more endearing or more beautiful than the strong hands of my father. </li></ul>
  205. 208. What did I do? How did I feel?
  206. 209. <ul><li>As I looked down fondly at the precious, motionless hands of my dear father, I knew one thing for sure then, and I am even more sure of it now: </li></ul><ul><li>No mother’s hands, in all the world, were ever more endearing or more beautiful than the strong hands of my father. </li></ul>
  207. 210. <ul><li>As I looked down fondly at the precious, motionless hands of my dear father, I knew one thing for sure then, and I am even more sure of it now: </li></ul><ul><li>No mother’s hands, in all the world, were ever more endearing or more beautiful than the strong hands of my father. </li></ul>
  208. 211. <ul><li>As I looked down fondly at the precious, motionless hands of my dear father, I knew one thing for sure then , and I am even more sure of it now : </li></ul><ul><li>No mother’s hands, in all the world, were ever more endearing or more beautiful than the strong hands of my father. </li></ul>
  209. 212. <ul><li>As I looked down fondly at the precious, motionless hands of my dear father, I knew one thing for sure then , and I am even more sure of it now : </li></ul><ul><li>No mother’s hands, in all the world, were ever more endearing or more beautiful than the strong hands of my father. </li></ul>
  210. 213. <ul><li>As I looked down fondly at the precious, motionless hands of my dear father, I knew one thing for sure then, and I am even more sure of it now : </li></ul><ul><li>No mother’s hands, in all the world, were ever more endearing or more beautiful than the strong hands of my father. </li></ul>
  211. 214. <ul><li>As I looked down fondly at the precious, motionless hands of my dear father, I knew one thing for sure then, and I am even more sure of it now : </li></ul><ul><li>No mother’s hands, in all the world, were ever more endearing or more beautiful than the strong hands of my father. </li></ul>
  212. 215. <ul><li>As I looked down fondly at the precious, motionless hands of my dear father, I knew one thing for sure then, and I am even more sure of it now: </li></ul><ul><li>No mother’s hands , in all the world, were ever more endearing 可爱 or more beautiful than the strong hands of my father. </li></ul>
  213. 216. <ul><li>As I looked down fondly at the precious, motionless hands of my dear father, I knew one thing for sure then, and I am even more sure of it now: </li></ul><ul><li>No mother’s hands , in all the world, were ever more endearing 可爱 or more beautiful than the strong hands of my father. </li></ul>
  214. 217. <ul><li>As I looked down fondly at the precious, motionless hands of my dear father, I knew one thing for sure then, and I am even more sure of it now : </li></ul><ul><li>No mother’s hands , in all the world, were ever more endearing 可爱 or more beautiful than the strong hands of my father. </li></ul>
  215. 218. <ul><li>I knew one thing for sure then , and I am even more sure of it now: </li></ul><ul><li>No mother’s hands , in all the world, were ever more endearing 可爱 or more beautiful than the strong hands of my father. </li></ul>
  216. 219. Father & daughter’s love Strong & useful Can talk & understand Mother’s death Father gave mother’s love Father was dying My father’s hands No mother’s hands better than my father’s hands Nimble fingers Father was dying Father and daughter’s love to each other
  217. 220. Father & daughter’s love Strong &

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