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　　James Cleveland Owens was the son of a farmer and the grandson of black slaves．His family moved to Cleveland when he was 9．There, a school teacher asked the youth his name．

　　“J．C．,”he replied．

　　She thought he had said“Jesse”, and he had a new name．

　　Owens ran his first race at age 13．After high school, he went to Ohio State University．He had to work part time so as to pay for his education．As a second year student, in the Big Ten games in 1935, he set even more records than he would in the Olympic Games a year later．

　　A week before the Big Ten meet, Owens accidentally fell down a flight of stairs．His back hurt so much that he could not exercise all week, and he had to be helped in and out of the car that drove him to the meet．He refused to listen to the suggestions that he give up and said he would try, event by event．He did try, and the results are in the record book．

　　The stage was set for Owens victory at the Olympic Games in Berlin the next year, and his success would come to be regarded as not only athletic but also political．Hitler did not congratulate any of the African American winners．

　　“It was all right with me,”he said years later．“I didn't go to Berlin to shake hands with him, anyway．”

　　Having returned from Berlin, he received no telephone calls from the president of his own country, either．In fact, he was not honored by the United States until 1976, four years before his death．

　　Owens Olympic victories made little difference to him．He earned his living by looking after a school playground, and accepted money to race against cars, trucks, motorcycles and dogs．

　　“Sure, it bothered me,”he said later．“But at least it was an honest living．I had to eat．”

　　In time, however, his gold medals changed his life．“They have kept me alive over the years,”he once said．“Time has stood still for me．That golden moment dies hard．”

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　　I once went to a town in the north of England on business．It was about 7∶30 in the evening when I reached the hotel．The manageress, a strict old lady of about 60, showed me to my room．When I asked her what time the dinner was, she said there was only one sitting at 6∶30, and I had 　　1　　 it．“Never mind, ”I said．“I’m not very 　　2　　．I’ll just have a drink in the bar(酒吧)and a sandwich．”

　　“Bar!” she 　　3　　 her voice．“This is a respectable hotel, young man．If you want 　　4　　, you must go somewhere else．” She spoke 　　5　　 a glass of beer was a dangerous drug．I went to a bar and had some beer and sandwiches and then went to the cinema．At about 11∶30 I 　　6　　．Everything was in darkness．I knocked at the door, but nothing happened．The 　　7　　 sound was the church clock opposite, which suddenly struck the half-hour with such 　　8　　 that it made me jump．　　9　　 a window opened upstairs．The old lady 　　10　　 and asked me what was going on．I explained who I was and she let me 　　11　　 after ten minutes’ wait．She was in her nightdress．She told me seriously that guests were 　　12　　 to be back in the hotel by 11 o’clock．

　　I went to bed but could not sleep．Every quarter of an hour the church clock struck and at midnight the whole hotel shook with the noise．Just before dawn, I finally 　　13　　．When I arrived at 　　14　　, everyone else had nearly 　　15　　 and there was not enough coffee to go round．

　　“Did you 　　16　　 well, young man?” the old lady asked．“　　17　　, I don’t think I could go through 　　18　　 night in that room,” I replied．“I hardly slept at all．” “That’s because you were 　　19　　 all night drinking!”she said angrily, putting 　　20　　 to the conversation．

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　　This story took place in France during World War Ⅱ．At the edge of the forest lived a French girl named Marie．She spent her time looking 　　1　　 goats in the forest．

　　One day, she was sitting on a fallen tree, 　　2　　 she heard a voice from behind the bush．It said, “Don’t look around, but listen 　　3　　．You know the little window in the roof over your bed and hold your 　　4　　 lamp just under the window for ten minutes．And then put 　　5　　 the light and go to sleep．”

　　She did 　　6　　 the unseen man told her．She could hear a plane flying round and round 　　7　　 her cottage．“I’m helping the plane!” Marie said to 　　8　　．

　　At that time thousands of French people were 　　9　　 in the forests and mountains to resist the Germans．They were in need of food and weapons, which had to be 　　10　　 to them from planes coming from England．In this way, Marie carried out 　　11　　．

　　One morning Marie met the owner of the voice, a young French soldier．He sat near her and said, “Thank you, Marie, for what you have done．Tonight is very important．Things of great 　　12　　 will be dropped and the light must be shown at 3 o’clock in the morning．Can you keep 　　13　　 till then?” “I’ll not 　　14　　,” Marie answered．Night fell．Two 　　15　　 soldiers burst in, gun in hand．They searched the cottage and remained in her room and she was 　　16　　 to go outside．She sat still, wondering what she could do．She couldn’t stand on the bed to show the light．She remembered her 　　17　　 to the French soldier．The enemies were asleep．Just then she had an idea．Noiselessly she got out of the room and 　　18　　 fire to the hay．In a moment the cottage was burning．She ran 　　19　　 the forest．In the morning, the French soldier came．“You’ve done well, Marie,” he said, “You did not fail．The plane 　　20　　 us what we need．Your parents are safe．Come and join us．”