羹匙之家从会吃饭起,母亲就教我用筷子,而我却偏偏更钟情于羹匙,因为爸爸就是用羹匙吃饭的。但妈妈坚决不让,我也只好一点一点地适应。每次上桌后,那把大大的羹匙,总是顽强地吸引着我的目光,就好像有魔法一样。偶而摸到手,常常会被妈妈劈手夺去,交还给爸爸。越是这样,我就越想得到它,那可是家中唯一的一把——闪光耀眼的一把。 Since the spoon house from eating, the mother taught me to use chopsticks, but I just favor more spoon spoon, because my father is eating with a spoon. But my mother insisted not, I have to adapt a little bit. Every time after serving, that big spoon, always tenaciously attracted my eyes, as if there is magic. Occasionally touch the hand, often snatched away by the mother, returned to my father. The more I do, the more I want to get it, but it’s the only one in my family - the glittering one.