When I settled in Chicago，my new city schemed so big and unfriendly, Then I had a 1 problem and had to go to hospital for a 2 examination．
It seemed a small 3 compared to the one I was about to face ,but things started to go 4 right from the beginning , Not having a car or 5 the city, I was depending on a couple of buses to get me from A to B, 6 I'd left myself plenty lf time, soon it was 7 I was going to be late, as I had mistakenly boarded a bus that was taking me in the 8 direction．
I 9 the bus and stood on the pavement not knowing what to do, I look into the eyes of a 10 who was trying to get past me, 11 instead of moving on ,she stopped to ask if I was 12 , After I explained my 13 to her, she pointed to a bus stop across the street , where a bus would take me back into the city to my 14 Sitting there waiting , I felt 15 that someone had been willing to help , 16 , hearing a horn(喇叭)nearby, I looked up to see a car with my new friend 17 at me to get in, She had returned to offer me a 18 to the hospital．
Such unexpected 19 from a passer-by was a lovely gift to receive, As I climbed out of the car at the hospital and turned to thank her, she smiled and told me not to lose 20 ．for all things are possible．
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．
