It is the last day of the school year and I stand empty-handed with no gift to give you. 

　　It isn't that I haven't tried to think of something thoughtful and kind... quite to the contrary1. For months, I have combed2 catalogs, browsed3 specialty shops4 and department stores, inquired of novelty5 shops, and even searched the Internet only to realize that no bauble6 or trinket7 or card could measure up8 to the feelings of a mother's grateful heart and a teacher's loving dedication. 

　　How I wish a colorful bundle of fresh wildflowers could reflect the beauty of your way with children--the constant patience and nurturing, the gentle encouragement. A keepsake9 basket laden with soothing soaps and bath oils would eventually serve only as a common gift were its sturdy10, woven walls not filled to overflowing with examples of the individual ways you have touched the lives of your students. 

 Jewelry would surely be nice, but what can I afford that would not soon tarnish11 or grow quickly out of style? You deserve the gems of royalty for your perseverance12 and creativity, your devotion and talent. During the past year, I have given you many small gifts, mostly intangible13 ones. 

　　At the moment the first school bell rang last August, I placed in you my trust, believing you would teach my child and reserve respect for me as a parent. I added to that my constant and fervent14 prayers that you would be objective15 and fair with the ability to set limitations while offering my child a chance to learn self-control and to soar a bit in the process. I sincerely petitioned16 that your classroom would be a safe haven for my child to grow and learn, lending itself to17 the crazy, yet somehow perfect, mixture of self-discipline and controlled instruction. I prayed for your health and your happiness, and your ability to be supplied with the tools necessary to complete your task as teacher and educator and mentor18. I offered you my time as often as I could, and my support for your endeavors. Occasionally, I even offered you a challenge when I spoke my mind, sometimes standing firm, sometimes backing down19 with a renewed assurance or a “ wait and see” attitude! 

　　I wish with all my heart I could put a delicate ribbon on a gayly20 wrapped package and give you a “ something” to express my appreciation and affection, but I have nothing to give you that would surpass the most precious gift I have ever had to offer and which you already so graciously accepted months ago-- the one you have held close to your heart, laughed with and probably cried with, applauded and scolded, encouraged and molded--my child! 

 And today, as my child returns to my side for the summer, the gift I humbly give to you is found deep within my heart...  

 I give to you my thanks. 9:23 2009-5-5ryedu.net

        一份谦卑的礼物

 今天是本学年的最后一天,我两手空空没有任何礼物送给您。

　　不是我没有花心思力图找到一件既有意义又能聊表寸心的礼品……恰恰相反。几个月来,我翻遍种种商品目录,去过数家特色商店、百货店,询问过饰品商店,甚至在因特网上搜寻过,但到头来只是觉得小饰物,小玩艺或贺卡怎么能抵得上一位母亲充满感激的心和一位老师充满爱意的奉献呢？

　　我多么希望送给您一束散发着泥土芳香的五彩缤纷的野花,它们能体现您善待孩子的美——持久的耐心、呵护和温柔的鼓励。一只装满润肤香皂和浴油的坚实精制的礼篮,如果它那篮框内不是满盛您一个个触动学生心灵的具体事例，那终究也不过是一件普通的礼物。

　　首饰当然不错,但什么样的珠宝不会很快失去光泽或旋即过时，而我又能买得起呢?以您的坚韧和创造性,您的敬业和才能,您应当拥有皇家的珠宝。在过去的一年里,我已经送给您许多小礼物，其中大部分是无形的。

　　去年8月学校的铃声第一次响起时，我就对您寄予信任,相信您会教育好我的孩子，同时保留对我作为一个家长的尊重。在信任的基础上我给您以不断的、热烈的祈祷，希望您在给我孩子以机会让他学会自控又尝试翱翔的同时，您能客观、公正地给孩子设定限制。我真诚地祈祷您的教室是我孩子成长、学习最安全的地方，是自律与有节制的教诲近乎不可能但可称完美的结合。我为您的健康、您的幸福祈祷，为您作为一名教师、一名教育者、一名导师所必备的种种能力和才干而祈祷。我常尽量抽出时间，支持您的工作。但偶尔我也会直抒己见向您挑战：有时坚持己见，有时会由于得到您重申的保证而放弃我原来的主张，或采取一种“等等看”的态度!

　　我由衷地祈望，我能用一条精美的丝带绕在一个用鲜艳的礼品纸包装的礼盒上送给您点“什么”，以表达我的感激和爱戴,但是我再没有什么能比得过数月前我已送给您的、您也欣然接受的最为宝贵的礼物——那礼物您已将其紧贴心头,并与之一起欢笑,也可能一起哭泣,称赞过也训斥过，鼓励着和塑造着的——我的孩子!

　　今天,当我的孩子返回到我的身边过暑假时,我谦恭地送给您我的礼物,是出自我内心深处的……

　　请接受我深深的谢意。