I didn’t cry when I learned I was the parent of a disabled child．I just sat stil and didn’t say anything．
When Jenny was old enough, I sent her to a kindergarten(幼儿园)．On the first morning, Jenny spent hours playing by herself．It seemed that she felt very 1 ．
However, to my joy, Jenny’s classmates always 2 her, “You got al your speling words right today!” In fact, her speling list was the 3 ．Later, she faced a very painful 4 －at the end of the term, there was a game which had 5 to do with physical education．But Jenny was 6 in it．
My husband and I were anxious about the day．I wanted to let my child stay home! But my heart wouldn’t let me off that easily．So I 7 a pale, unwiling Jenny onto the school bus．
At the kindergarten, I was quite worried because of her 8 action, Jenny would probably hold up her team．The game went wel until it was time for the sack(麻袋)race．Surely Jenny would find it 9 ．Now each child had to climb into a sack, jump to the finishing line, return and climb out of the sack．I noticed Jenny standing near the end of her line of players．
But as it was her turn to join, a change took place in her 10 ．The talest boy behind Jenny placed his hands on her waist(腰)．Two other boys 11 in front of her．The moment the player before Jenny stepped out from the sack, the two boys 12 the sack suddenly and kept it open while the tal boy lifted Jenny and 13 her into it．A girl nearby took her hand and supported her 14 Jenny got her balance．Then she jumped forward, smiling and proud．In the cheers of the teachers, schoolmates and parents, I silently thanked the warm, understanding people in life who made it 15 for my disabled daughter to be like her felow human beings．Then I finaly cried．
