When a rather dirty, poorly dressed person kneels at your feet and puts out his hands to beg 1 a few coins, do you hurry on, not 2 what to do, or do you feel sad and hurriedly 3 some money?What should our attitude 4 beggars be?There can be no question that the world is full of terribly sad stories
．It 5 be terrible to have no idea where our next meal is going to come from．It seems 6 not to give some money to beggars．
7 , most of the world's great religions order us to be open-hearted and 8 what we have with those less lucky than ourselves
．But has the world changed?Maybe what was morally right in the old days, 9 one knew exactly who in the village had suffered misfortune and needed help, is no longer the best idea．Quite a few people will not give to beggars．Let us look at their 10 ．
First, some believe that many city beggars dress up 11 to look pitiable and actually make a good 12 from begging．Giving to beggars only encourages this sort of evil． 13 , there is the worry that the money you give will be spent on beer, wine or drugs．Thirdly, there is the opinion 14 there is no real excuse for begging．One might be poor, but that is no reason for losing one's sense of 15 and self-dependence．
Related to this is the opinion that the problem should be handled by the government 16 ordinary people
．Some people think beggars should go to the local government department and 17 help．
It is hard to come to any final conclusion：there are various 18 and we must 19 them differently
．A few coins can save a life in some situations, and even if the money is wasted, that does not take away the moral goodness of the 20 ．
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．
