When I woke up this morning, I thought my body had fallen apart.As I dragged myself to the bathroom, I groaned(呻吟)and remembered the 1 of yesterday that was responsible for my 2 .
My host family took me to Waterville Valley, New Hampshire, for 3 .When Gena, my host mum, 4 me out to the beginners' lesson, I suddenly remembered the 5 day my mum dropped me off at elementary school.Both left me alone to 6 new challenges.
I had skied once before in Beijing.It was the last outing with my classmates 7 I left for America.The class trip was a lot of fun. 8 I didn't know how to stop myself 9 down the hill and falling countless times, I was very 10 and kept on trying.This time, I was taught how to ski 11 :I learnt to make a wedge(“V”字形)and 12 in order to stop.The turn 13 me down because it took me across the hill, instead of straight 14 it.Even though I knew all the 15 , I still panicked(惊慌)the first couple times I turned.I always 16 to control the direction in which I was going, and could only scream as I ran into trees.
When my instructor finally 17 my unskillful movements and went to help the others, I suddenly relaxed and began to turn 18 .I thought over my experience, and came up with the 19 :I do better without other's 20 , because then I have to learn to survive on my own.
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.