Grandma made a sweater for Dad as his birthday gift.It was PURPLE.Not just any purple.Shine-in-the-dark purple!Dad loved it.But I found it embarrassing.
    He wore the sweater all the time：when he walked the dog，when he shopped for groceries，when he and Mom went on a date，and—worst of all—when he came to events at my school.
    "Do you always have to wear that sweater？" I asked as we drove back from my school's art show.He laughed. "It's my favorite sweater，Jake!" "But it's so ...purple!" I said.
    I was glad when warm spring days arrived and he stopped wearing it.But once the weather cooled again，that purple sweater came out of hiding.I advised Dad to try other sweaters because the purple sweater looks like it's from outer space. "That is half the reason I love it!" he said，smiling.
    One day we visited Uncle Bill's farm.When picking apples，Dad tore his sleeve （袖子） on a tree.
    "Well，I guess you can't wear the sweater anymore." I said.
    "It's still a great sweater!I'll just wear it around the house，" Dad said.And he did.Every night.Weekends too.The hole got bigger and bigger.The sleeve hung by threads （毛線）.
    One night，at dinner，the threads reached his plate of noodles.He turned around the noodles and threads onto his fork and opened his mouth. "Look out，Dad!" I shouted. "You're about to eat your sweater." Dad laughed and put his fork down. "It is impossible to save this sweater now，" he said and sighed.
    After dinner，Dad was about to throw the sweater away.But he just stood there，looking sad.It made me sad too.
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Suddenly a good idea hit me—using the sweater for the coming art show.
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A few days later，Dad came to the art show when the teacher gave out awards.
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