When I was six, I went to a local grade school.In grade school, I was 1 the other kids because of my speech and reading 2 .All the kids would shout,“You are a dummy, you are a dummy,”and so on.I thought they were 3 because all my grades showed it.I had no self-confidence.
Through the first five years of grade school, I was small and very clumsy.I would 4 cups and trays in the cafe, and sometimes 5 myself and fall onto the floor when I walked.In sixth grade, I became interested in 6 .The class had its annual field day.Each class would have its own teams 7 against each other.I went out for all of the 8 .I was not the best 9 I was not bad.The thing that I could do was run and run fast.This 10 the other kids because I was so clumsy, and then 11 a lot more name-calling from the kids.When somebody else won a race, the kids told how 12 he was.When I won, they called me 13 ; I did not know why they were doing this.I think that it was unfair, and it 14 me.
Between seventh and eighth grade, I started to 15 .In three months, I grew seven inches.At the start of eighth grade, I began to play football.I was much bigger than everybody else; I was 16 than most of the backs we played against.The other team would not 17 the ball towards me, so I just ran them 18 .It was the first time in my life that I was really good at something and 19 it.It was a new feeling of 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.