severely*
adv. very badly or to a great degree 严重地
e.g. The building was severely damaged in the bombing.

shove*
v. push someone or something in a rough or careless way, using your hands and shoulders 猛推
e.g. Reporters pushed and shoved as they tried to get close to the princess.

sleigh
n. 雪橇

stress*
n. great worry, tension or anxiety caused by a difficult situation 压力，紧张
e.g. People under a lot of stress may experience headaches, minor pains and sleeping difficulties.

subway*
n. 地铁

trifle*
n. something unimportant or without value 微不足道的事情
e.g. We couldn't decide whether to order black pens or blue--such are the trifles of office life.

tunnel*
n. 隧道

unaided*
adj. without help 没有帮助的
e.g. After his accident he was barely able to dress or go to the toilet unaided.

unworthy
adj. lacking worth or merit 无价值的；没有优点的

urge*
v. ask or advise someone very strongly to do something 催促
e.g. They urged that the library be kept open during the holidays.

vicariously
adv. 间接感受到地
e.g. Chicago Bulls fans experienced Michael Jordan's victories vicariously.

A Good Heart to Lean On

More than I realized, Dad has helped me keep my balance.

1 When I was growing up, I was embarrassed to be seen with my father. He was severely crippled and very short, and when we would walk together, his hand on my arm for balance, people would stare. I would be ashamed of the unwanted attention. If he ever noticed or was bothered, he never let on.
2 It was difficult to coordinate our steps-his halting, mine impatient-and because of that, we didn't say much as we went along. But as we started out, he always said, "You set the pace. I will try to adjust to you."
3 Our usual walk was to or from the subway, which was how he got to work. He went to work sick, and despite nasty weather. He almost never missed a day, and would make it to the office even if others could not. It was a matter of pride for him.
4 When snow or ice was on the ground, it was impossible for him to walk, even with help. At such times my sisters or I would pull him through the streets of Brooklyn, N.Y., on a child's sleigh to the subway entrance. Once there, he would cling to the handrail until he reached the lower steps that the warmer tunnel air kept ice-free. In Manhattan the subway station was the basement of his office building, and he would not have to go outside again until we met him in Brooklyn on his way home.
5 When I think of it now, I marvel at how much courage it must have taken for a grown man to subject himself to such indignity and stress. And I marvel at how he did it-without bitterness or complaint.
6 He never talked about himself as an object of pity, nor did he show any envy of the more fortunate or able. What he looked for in others was a "good heart", and if he found one, the owner was good enough for him.
7 Now that I am older, I believe that is a proper standard by which to judge people, even though I still don't know precisely what a "good heart" is. But I know the times I don't have one myself.
8 Unable to engage in many activities, my father still tried to participate in some way. When a local baseball team found itself without a manager, he kept it going. He was a knowledgeable baseball fan and often took me to Ebbets Field to see the Brooklyn Dodgers play. He liked to go to dances and parties, where he could have a good time just sitting and watching.
9 On one memorable occasion a fight broke out at a beach party, with everyone punching and shoving. He wasn't content to sit and watch, but he couldn't stand unaided on the soft sand. In frustration he began to shout, " I'll fight anyone who will sit down with me! I'11 fight anyone who will sit down with me!"
10 Nobody did. But the next day people kidded him by saying it was the first time any fighter was urged to take a dive even before the bout began.
11 I now know he participated in some things vicariously through me, his only son. When I played ball (poorly), he "played" too. When I joined the Navy, he "joined" too. And when I came home on leave, he saw to it that I visited his office. Introducing me, he was really saying, "This is my son, but it is also me, and I could have done this, too, if things had been different." Those words were never said aloud.
12 He has been gone many years now, but I think of him often. I wonder if he sensed my reluctance to be seen with him during our walks. If he did, I am sorry I never told him how sorry I was, how unworthy I was, how I regretted it. I think of him when I complain about trifles, when I am envious of another's good fortune, when I don't have a "good heart".
13 At such times I put my hand on his arm to regain my balance, and say, "You set the pace. I will try to adjust to you." (703 words)
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Phrases and Expressions

break out 爆发，忽然发生