At 10, I borrowed a library book with “love story” in the title. My mother found it inappropriate and we went back to the library. I was extremely ____1____ as my mother explained to the librarian on duty that I needed reading material that was different from the book.
The librarian said nothing and only slightly smiled. She gracefully led me to the teenager fiction section, ____2____ I Capture the Castle by Dodie Smith, the author of 101 Dalmatians (斑点狗). I felt far too old for dog stories. “It’s very different from 101 Dalmatians, though,” she said, registering my ____3____. I tried to take her words of it, but I was ____4____. I mean, the title alone was weird. I Capture the Castle? It sounded like a bunch of stupid kids playing King of the Hill.
However, the typical British humor in the book and the vivid first-person narration created an awkward yet lovely teenage girl image, which ____5____ me. I also learned that writing did not require a perfect setting; true feelings mattered more. That book ____6____ my writing dreams.
Sixteen years later, I, now a writer, ran into the very librarian in a tea shop. She still looked gentle. I rushed to thank her, “You once showed me I Capture the Castle! I’m a writer now! That’s still my ____7____ book!” But her daughter told me that dementia (痴呆症) had kept her from ____8____ me.
I watched her leave, wondering how many lives we quietly alter without recognizing the ____9____ of our deeds. For all that woman had really done was lend me a book. But it had ____10____ my world.