공통영어1 비상 홍민표 3과 본문 변형문제

I returned to the Cape of Good Hope, South Africa, where I had spent my childhood, ____ over 20 years of movie-making.

I went ____ in the cold sea off the coast of the Cape, and it was among the dense seaweed 5 forests where I met an octopus.

I saw a fish peacefully swimming ____ a heap of shells.

____, an octopus sprang from the heap and grabbed the fish.

Amazed at the cleverness of the ____, I swam a little closer, but it disappeared.

In fact, it had lifted a piece of seaweed, ____ it around itself, and was staring at me out of a little gap.

____ an extraordinary creature!

I ____ what would happen if I kept watching it.

To see the world from the octopus’s perspective, I left a camera near the ____ and started visiting regularly.

I even mapped the environment ____ the den.

Expecting some drama to come, I ____.

The ____ became less scared as I visited more often.

____ about a month, it came near me.

I put my hand ____, and it reached out to me.

After another week, it started to wave like a human friend saying, “Hi, I’m excited to ____ you.”

I kept still, and it covered my ____ hand.

Since I had to take a breath, I ____ toward the surface.

To my surprise, it rode on my hand all the way to the ____.

There I was, just staring into the eyes of this ____ creature.

It ____ my curiosity in a way that I had not experienced before.

Had I gained ____ trust?

I ____ reading books about octopuses, but I wanted to learn more about this marvelous creature.

The first ____ I learned was that “it” was a “she.”

____ in the form of pyjama sharks, the area’s biggest predators, came with little warning in the sea.

The octopus was moving around near the edge of the ____ forest, and I saw a shark tracking her.

In an instant, she swam ____ a crack to escape, but the shark was faster.

The shark had taken a ____ of one of her arms and was waiting for her.

I wanted to save my friend, but in this environment, I ____ only observe.

She managed to get ____ into the crack, but she was bleeding.

After a while, the shark lost interest, and the ____ used the opportunity to get back to her den, without one of her arms.

She was in serious danger because her arms function like the hands, legs, ____, and eyes of humans.

The ____ day, I was relieved to see that she had survived.

She was weak, and her colors were ____ as bright.

I checked on her every day, wondering if that day would be the ____.

It was emotionally painful to witness ____ things happening to her.

A short while later, I saw that the wound ____ healed.

To my amazement, a little arm started to grow ____, and she started to become active again.

I started to compare my ____ to life in the unforgiving sea.

I thought of what was ____ in life.

I began to spend more time with my family and friends, and I even started to dive with my young ____.

He became ____ as interested in her as I was.

As the octopus’s arm became more functional, I felt things in my life were ____ too.

An octopus’s average ____ is about a year, which ends after reproducing.

One day, eight months after meeting her, I found her with ____ octopus.

It was bittersweet knowing her ____ days were approaching even though she would bear young.

After ____, she didn’t come out of her den.

There would be no feeding or ____.

She was timing her final moments for the ____ of her eggs.

____ the eggs hatched, she died.

A few months ____, my son found a little octopus.

We believe her ____ continues on.

I fell in ____ with an octopus and the amazing wildness she represented.

I built a relationship with her and witnessed her life up to the ____ moments.

I saw her from a perspective that I could not ____ had without this experience.

She was smart, sensitive, and strong, often going through rough and tough days just like ____ do.

Eventually, she committed herself to protecting the birth of her young ____ she died.

As a human being, I found something ____ in that sacrifice.

She was not simply an octopus; she was a part of this world ____ as I am a part of it now, and in that sense, we all have our own stories to tell.