MELAKU:[to Rebecca]Please watch out,this dish is very spicy.We use special hot peppers in Ethiopian cooking..Now,Rebecca,please take a pice of bread and eat what you like.
NANCY:Well,let’s drink to Rebecca and welcome her to San Francisco.Here’s to the beginning of a new life!
EDWARD:As a Californian!
MELAKU:Rebecca,would you like some more water?
REBECCA:[nooding”yes”]Ah,yes please.

ANGELA：Ah，you see，Melaku，not everyone believes that spice is the variety of life.
EDWARD:Angela,I believe the phrase you’re looking for is:’Variety is the spice of life.’It means…What does it mean,huh?
ANGELA:Watch out,Rebecca,Edward loves to correct our speech.
EDWARD:Only when it’s wrong.
MELAKU:I’m glad you do.It helps me improve my English.
NANCY:You speak very well,Melaku.Many Americans don’t speak English as well as you do.
MELAKU:I’ll need it for my business some day…
EDWARD:I’d like to hear from the new arrival.You must be experiencing a certain amount of culture shock…moving to a new city,,sharing this old house with peole you don’t know,having a meal with a senior citizen let out for the evening.
NANCY:Now,Uncle,don’t make everyone uncomfortable.
EDWARD:I have to make my little jokes while I can,Nancy.
REBECCA:My trip out here has been…Well,there’ve been several surprises since I left Boston…But I feel lucky…And thankful…that my mom’s best friend has taken me in …and introduced me to all of you.Ifeel ready to take whatever comes my way.I’ll even take some more of your Ethiopian food,Melaku…and some more water.
REBECCA:Don’t ask,Kevin.My car broke down,and this guy helped me out.Ihad to sell my car and take the bus the rest of the way.Anyway,how’s Dad?...Are you sure?...No,don’t wake him …Just tell him everything’sOK…The  house?It’s fine…It’ll be just fine.
REBECCA:Kevin,I have to go.I’lltalk to you and Dad real soon,OK?Me too.Bye.
REBECCA:What’s wrong,Nancy?Is there anything I can do?
NANCY:Not really.Idon’t think Edward’s going to come back for dinner anymore.
REBECCA:No?
NANCY:Oh,he said these trips wear him out…And it takes him all week to recover.He was always such a strong man…
REBECCA:Maybe he’ll feel better next week…
NANCY:I’ll tell you,growing old isn’t easy…See you in the morning.
REBECCA:OK…goodnight.
NANCY:Goodnight.