When high school started, Becky and I became best friends.We 1 many interests and quickly became inseparable.When high school ended, we both cried 2 we would attend different colleges in the fall.
Our first term of university life was 3 .We had a huge telephone bill and our e-mails were incredibly long.In the second term I found some new friends with whom I felt very 4 .These were friends with whom I could be myself and 5 out my feelings.I was eager to share my new friends with Becky.
When Becky finally visited me at my school, we were excited.She 6 a toy bear to me as a present and told me about her college life.However, something unexpected happened when I 7 her to my new friends.Her eyes grew dark and I could see the 8 within them.My new friends tried to share their friendship, but Becky seemed 9 to accept it.I didn't understand 10 the people I loved most couldn't love each other.
Becky left.I knew she was not happy.I thought long about what had happened.After many unanswered questions, I understood that she was 11 .She saw me with my new friends and 12 that we no longer shared the same experiences.She saw all the fun I was having 13 her and wished she could be a part of it.She wished she could be in their 14 .
I wrote a letter to Becky 15 she's always my best friend.I told her everyone had friends from home and friends from school, and all the friends were indeed life's greatest 16 .Becky wrote me back soon.She was in 17 and felt sorry about what she had done.
I think Becky and I both learn an important lesson from it. 18 can influence our friendship and change the experiences we've shared.We are now walking on two different paths of 19 .While new friends are special and exciting, old friends are always there, 20 to share their heart and soul, no matter how far apart.
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.