When I entered Berkeley, I hoped to earn a scholarship．Having been a Straight-A student, I believed I could 1 tough subjects and really learn something．One such course was World Literature given by Professor Jayne．I was extremely interested in the ideas he 2 in class．
When I took the first exam, I was 3 to find a 77, C-plus, on my test paper, 4 English was my best subject．I went to Professor Jayne, who listened to my arguments but remained 5 ．
I decided to try harder, although I didn’t know what that 6 because school had always been easy for me．I read the books more carefully, but got another 77．Again, I 7 with Professor Jayne．Again, he listened patiently but wouldn’t change his 8 ．
One more test before the final exam．One more 9 to improve my grade．So I redoubled my efforts and, for the first time． 10 The meaning of the word “thorough”．But my 11 did no good and everything 12 as before．
The last hurdle(障碍)was the final．No matter what 13 I got, it wouldn’t cancel three C-pluses．I might as well kiss the 14 goodbye．
I stopped working head．I felt I knew the course material as well as I ever would．The night before the final, I even 15 myself to a movie．The next day I decided for once I’d have 16 with a test．
A week later, I was surprised to find I got an A．I hurried into professor Jayne’s office．He 17 to be expecting me．“If I gave you the As you 18 , you wouldn’t continue to work as hard．”
I stared at him． 19 That his analysis and strategy(策略)were correct．I had worked my head 20 , as I had never done before．
I was speechless when my course grade arrived：A-plus．It was the only A-plus given．The next year I received my scholarship．I’ve always remembered Professor Jayne’s lesson：you alone must set your own standard of excellence．
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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