When I was younger, I thought that boys and grown men shouldn’t cry．The tears were signs of being (1) , which a man isn’t supposed to be．
But later, I (2) that courage isn’t all about trying to keep all the pain in check and trying to hide the (3) ．
My 18-year-old sister eloped(私奔)and with it, I saw how weak my father’s heart was．We were used to seeing him as a(n) (4) father．
For three days he wouldn’t talk．He would just sit (5) outside our house in the dark．On the fourth night, I sat beside him and (6) him to tell me what he feels about (7) ．
It has been years since I have laid my hand on my father’s shoulder as we have drifted apart(疏远)farther and farther while I was (8) up．That night though, I sensed my father trying to (9) his pain and I wanted him to be able to let it out．We all have cried over what happened except him．
The (10) touch and my words,“Dad, it’s not your (11) ”, broke my father’s dam(水闸)．In the darkness, he began to cry．I (12) his shoulders shaking as he whispered,“ (13) did I go wrong?All I ever wanted was for my children to grow up (14) ．Why couldn’t your sister wait?”
I understood then why he (15) to be in the dark． (16) being there, he hoped to spare his (17) of a father’s pain．His tears, (18) we didn’t see them before that night, were there all the same．
I saw his (19) , that night when my father cried with my hand on his shoulder, and (20) his pain．
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．
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