When middle-aged Alex quit his job and made up his mind to become a freelance(self-employed)writer, no one could tell for sure whether he would succeed or not．He found a cold storage room in a building, set up a(n) 1 typewriter and settled down to work．
After a year or so, however, Alex began to 2 himself．He found it was difficult to earn his living by 3 what he wrote．But Alex determined to put his dream to the test 4 it meant living with uncertainty and fear of 5 ．This is the shadowland of hope, and 6 with a dream must learn to live there．
One day Alex got a call, “We need a(n) 7 , and we're paying ＄6,000 a year．” ＄6,000 was 8 money in 1960．It would enable Alex to get a nice apartment, a used car and more．
9 , he could write on the side． 10 the dollars were dancing in Alex's head, something 11 his senses．He had dreamed of being a 12 full time．“Thanks but no,” Alex said 13 , “I'm going to stick it out and write．”
After Alex got off the phone, he 14 everything he had：two cans of vegetables and 18 cents．Alex put the cans and cents into a 15 bag, saying to himself, “There's everything you've made of yourself so far．”
Finally his work was 16 in 1970．Instantly he had the kind of fame and success that 17 writers ever experience．The shadows had turned into limelight(众人关注的事)．
Then one day, Alex 18 a box filled with things he had owned years before． 19 was a paper bag with two cans and 18 cents．Suddenly he 20 himself working in that cold storage room．It reminds Alex, and anyone with a dream, of the courage and persistence it takes to stay the course in the shadowland．
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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