When I was in my second year of senior high school, a girl called Jeanie in my class made a big name for herself.She had successfully 1 the interviews for a famous women’s university in the USA.
On hearing the news, I told the girl that I 2 her very much.Then, she 3 at me and said the words I will never 4 :“You can also do it!If you have 5 , you should realize them.You see, 6 action, dreams are still dreams.But if you 7 , the dreams may come true.”Her words gave me so much 8 .She encouraged me to take action to accomplish my dreams.From then on, I spent a lot of time 9 an article for competition.It was a really big 10 for me, not only for my writing but also a 11 of my courage.
After several days’ hard work, I finished it. 12 I lacked self-confidence, I still handed it in.I knew it was the only 13 that may make my dreams come true.But day in and day out, I 14 waiting and waiting, yet I heard nothing.I was very 15 then.
One day, however, a classmate of mine 16 to an English newspaper and said 17 ,“Jeanie, your 18 is in the newspaper!Is that your article?”my heart beat heavily.With shock and joy, I 19 the newspaper.The thing I thought was 20 had really happened.
In my third year as a high school athletics coach, I gave a speech telling students and parents about the benefits of football.I gave the same 1 each year, aimin g at recruiting(招收)new team members.I talked about 2 football wasn't just for 3 athletes and how everyone could 4 from it.This year, a 5 looking couple approached me after my speech.They said their son really wanted to play football.They had tried to 6 him out of it, but he had his heart 7 on joining the team.
When they told me his name, my heart sank.Michael was five feet and ten inches tall and weighed about 108 pounds.He was a 8 boy, the constant target of other kids' jokes, and as far as I knew he had never 9 sports.I knew he would never 10 it through football practice, let 11 as a player.But we told them we could give it a try.
On the opening day of practice, Michael was the first player on the field, we did 30 minutes of warming-up 12 starting a one-mile jog around the track.I 13 my eye on Michael.At 50 yards he fell, and I helped him to his feet.“Michael,”I said,“Why don't you just 14 the mile?”He said in tears that he wanted to run with the others, so I let him go on. 15 he fell, but each time 16 himself up.
The same thing happened every day for weeks, and Michael gained strength both 17 and physically.By the last week of practice, Michael could run the mile without falling, we had 18 only one game that season, 19 the team cheered louder for Michael's run than the victory they had, Afterward, Michael approached me, and I told him how 20 I was of him.