I grew up in a small town in Italy． One morning my dad told me to drive him to a village，about 18 miles（1） 　　． Then he asked me to take the car to a nearby garage for a service（保养）． Thinking that I just had my driving license， and I hardly had the （2） 　_____ /tʃaːns / to use the car， I agreed happily． Then I drove to the garage and （3） 　_____　（drop） off the car． Because there were still a few hours left， I decided to watch movies at a theatre near the garage． But I was two hours late when the last movie finished．

Dad could never let me drive again （4） 　　he knew what I did． So when I drove to the place where we had planned to meet and saw Dad waiting patiently on the corner． I told him that I came as （5） 　　（quick） as I could． I was late because the car needed some （6） 　　/'s peʃl/ repairs．

"I'm very sorry that you told me a lie， Jason．

"What do you mean， Dad？ I'm telling the （7）t 　　． "

"I called the garage to ask if there were any problems．I'm angry not with you but with（8）m 　　．I've failed as a father， so I'll walk home now and think it over．"

I begged all the way，telling him how sorry 1 was．But nothing helped． I had to drive （9） 　　/b _ɪ′haɪnd/ him for 18 miles．

It was one of the most（10） 　　（pain） moments in my life． But it was the best lesson．