—Three times a week.

    My parents took me to Japan when I was little. I lived there for five years. 1 I came back, my Japanese was very good. "Can I do something useful with my Japanese?" I asked myself. Then, one day last spring, I got a good chance. 1 stayed at home with 2to do. My father brought me a Japanese book." Why don't you translate(翻译) it into Chinese? It will be 3 than playing computer games all day."" I promised to do 2,000 words each day. But soon I found it was hard to keep the promise. One day in May, the weather was beautiful. But I couldn't go out. Those 2,000 words were still 4 me. After translating only three pages, I already lost interest in the book. I looked at it for a long time. But I couldn't make myself turn over the pages. How greatly I wished I could just go outside and play football with my friends! I counted the words again and again. I just wanted to give up. I felt as if two people were fighting 5 my mind. One said, "Don't give up! Keep working hard, and you'll do well!" But then the other one said, "Go and play! It will be more fun than translating. Do your work tomorrow." I stood up and would turn off the computer. But then I remember 6 my parents had told me: "Whatever you do, don't stop halfway." So I sat down and went on with it.