妈妈有两件事。一个是她总是期望我最好。另一个是，无论我做什么，无论我回家什么，她的举止都像我刚刚挂在天空中并插入所有星星的月亮。就像我那样好。
(There were two things about Mama. One is she always expected the best out of me. And the other is that then no matter what I did, whatever I came home with, she acted like it was the moon I had just hung up in the sky and plugged in all the stars. Like I was that good.)