When I was a small child, during the war, we were very poor and we lived in a faraway village．One day, on the road, I found the 1 pieces of a mirror．There was a terrible motorcycle accident．
I tried to find all the pieces and put them 2 , but it was impossible, so I kept only the 3 piece and I made it round I could to 4 with it as a toy and became greatly attracted by the 5 that it could reflect(
反射)light to dark places where the sun would never shine－in 6 holes and some other dark places．It became a 7 for me to get light into the darkest places I could find．
I 8 the little mirror, and, as I 9 up, I would take it out when I had nothing to do and 10 the game, As I became a 11 , I grew to understand that this was not 12 a child's game but a metaphor(
象征)for what I might do with my life．I came to 13 that I am not the light or the source(来源)of light．But light－truth, understanding, knowledge－is 14 ,and it will shine in many dark places 15 I reflect it．
I am just a single piece of a mirror whose 16 design and shape I do not know． 17 , with what I have I can reflect light into the dark places of this world－into the black places in the 18 of men－and change some things 19 some people．Perhaps others may see and do the same．This is what I am about．This is the 20 of my life．
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．
