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爱学习 I lost my sight when I was four years old by falling off a box car in a freight yard in Atlantic Cityand landing on my head. Now I am thirty-two. I can vaguely remember the brightness ofsunshine and what red color is. It would be wonderful to see again, but a calamity can dostrange things to people.
爱学习 It occurred to me the other day that I might not have come to love life as I do if I hadn’t beenblind. I believe in life now. I am not so sure that I would have believed in it so deeply, otherwise.I don’t mean that I would prefer to go without my eyes. I simply mean that the loss of themmade me appreciate the more what I had left.
Life, I believe, asks a continuous series of adjustments to reality. The more readily a person isable to make these adjustments, the more meaningful his own private world becomes. Theadjustment is never easy. I was bewildered and afraid. But I was lucky. My parents and myteachers saw something in me —a potential to live, you might call it ——which I didn’t see, andthey made me want to fight it out with blindness.
爱学习 The hardest lesson I had to learn was to believe in myself. That was basic. If I hadn’t been ableto do that, I would have collapsed and become a chair rocker on the front porch for the rest ofmy life. When I say belief in myself I am not talking about simply the kind of self-confidencethat helps me down an unfamiliar staircase alone. That is part of it. But I mean somethingbigger than that: an assurance that I am, despite imperfections, a real, positive person thatsomewhere in the sweeping, intricate pattern of people there is a special place where I canmake myself fit.
爱学习 It took me years to discover and strengthen this assurance. It had to start with the mostelementary things. Once a man gave me an indoor baseball, I thought he was mocking meand I was hurt. “I can’t use this,” I said. “Take it with you,” he urged me,” and roll it around. “The words stuck in my head.” Roll it around!” By rolling the ball I could hear where it went. Thisgave me an idea how to achieve a goal I had thought impossible: playing baseball. AtPhiladelphia’s Overbrook School for the Blind I invented a successful variation of baseball. Wecalled it ground ball.
爱学习 我花了很长时间才树立并不断加强这一信念。这要从最简单的事做起。有一次一个人给我一个室内玩的棒球，我以为他在嘲笑我，心里很难受。“我不能使这个。”我说。“你拿去，”他竭力劝我，“在地上滚。”他的话在我脑子里生了根。“在地上滚!” 滚球使我听见它朝哪儿滚动。我马上想到一个我曾认为不可能达到的目标：打棒球。在费城的奥弗布鲁克盲人学校，我发明了一种很受人欢迎的棒球游戏，我们称它为地面球。
All my life I have set ahead of is a series of goals and then tried to reach them, one at a time. Ihad to learn my limitations. It was no good to try for something I knew at the start was wildlyout of reach because that only invited the bitterness of failure. I would fail sometimes anywaybut on the average I made progress.