This morning was not going well. After two hours' hard work, I was already falling behind. Sitting on the examination table was my next1 , a girl of five-year-old in a pretty pink dress. Her right hand was in a bowl of cleansing(清洁的) water with medicine,2 her large brown eyes had tears in them.
Standing beside her was a tall man. He turned to his daughter and began moving3 hands, seeming to communicate the words that he was whispering(低语) softly. "It's all right. The doctor is here."I realized that he was communicating through 4 .
"My daughter Sara is deaf," the father told me. The child had lost her hearing when she was six months old. I felt sadness. On the outside, Sara5 any other little girl. Yet, her world was now6 .
"We were on the way to Sara's dance class when she fell."
"Dance class?" I asked,7 .
"Oh, yes!" the father laughed. "Sara dances to the music. She can 8 the music because music has vibrations(振动). You can feel them 9 you sit on a wooden floor listening to loud music."
I pointed to Sara' s hand. She held out her injured hand for me. There were some cuts, but 10 serious.
"It's okay," I said. I told her carefully and slowly that I would clean and cover the cuts. Sara 11 her head. She understood.
As I gently cleaned her hand, I listened to the sounds 12 me. These were sounds that I had heard a thousand times but had 13 taken for granted(认为理所当然的). A door suddenly closed with a loud noise in the next room. It gave me a fright, but Sara continued to look 14 at her hand and at me.
By the time I had cleaned and covered her hands, Sara's eyes were no longer teary but seemed to shine. Then she placed the tips of her right fingers against her mouth and flicked them forward. "That means15 ." Sara's father said.
"You' re welcome!" I replied. Thank you, Sara. I thought as I watched her leave. It was going to be a good day after all.