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　　Forty-three years ago, I was a twelve-year-old boy in Marinette．An old lady was a 　　1　　 on my Paper route．On a Saturday afternoon, a friend and I were mindlessly throwing 　　2　　 onto the roof of the old lady's house from the bushes．The 　　3　　 of our play was to observe how the rocks changed to missiles(飞弹)as they 　　4　　 to the roof's edge and shot out into the yard like comets(彗星)．

　　I found a perfectly smooth rock and 　　5　　 it for a(n)ride．The stone was too smooth, however, so it 　　6　　 from my hand as I let it go and headed straight for a window．We were so 　　7　　 of getting caught that we took off 　　8　　 than any of our missiles that flew off her roof．

　　However ,a few days later, when I was sure that I hadn't been 　　9　　, I started to feel guilty for her misfortune．She still 　　10　　 me with a smile each day when I gave her the paper．'

　　I made up my mind that I would 　　11　　 my Paper delivery money．Three weeks later, I had 7 dollars and put the money in an envelope with a note 　　12　　 that I was sorry for breaking her window and hoped that the money would cover the cost for 　　13　　 it．

　　I waited until it was 　　14　　, sneaked up to the lady's house, and put the envelope by the door．The next day, I handed the lady her paper and returned the warm 　　15　　 which I was receiving from her．She 　　16　　 me for the paper and gave me a bag, saying, “ Here, I have some cookies for you．” I thanked her and 　　17　　 to eat the cookies as I continued my route．

　　After several cookies, I felt a(n)　　18　　 and pulled it out of the bag．When I 　　9　　 it, 1 was shocked．Inside was the seven dollars and a short note, saying, “I'm 　　10　　 of you．”

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　　I always felt sorry for people in wheelchairs．Some people, old and weak, cannot 　　1　　 by themselves．Others seem perfectly healthy, 　　2　　 in business suits, and wheel themselves around with strong determination．But whenever I saw someone in a wheelchair, I only saw a 　　3　　, not a person．

　　Then I fainted(晕倒)at Euro Disney 　　4　　 low blood pressure．This was the first time I had ever fainted, and my parents said that I must 　　5　　 for a while after First Aid．I agreed to take it easy, but 　　6　　 I stepped toward the door, I saw my dad pushing a(n)　　7　　 in my direction! Feeling the colour burn my cheeks, I asked him to wheel that thing right back to 　　8　　 he found it．

　　I could not believe this was happening to me．Wheelchairs were 　　9　　 for other people but not for me．As my father wheeled me out into the main street, people 　　10　　 began to treat me differently．

　　Little kids ran n front of me, 　　11　　 my father to stop the wheelchair suddenly．　　12　　 set in as I was thrown back and forth．“Stupid kids-they have perfectly good 　　13　　．Why can’t they watch where they’re going?”I thought．People 　　14　　 down at me, pity in their eyes．Then they would look away, maybe because they thought the 　　15　　 they forgot me, the better．

　　“I am just like you!”I wanted to scream．“The only 　　16　　 is that you’ve got legs, and I have wheels．”

　　People in wheelchairs are not 　　17　　．They can see every look and hear each word．Looking out at the faces, I finally understood; I was once just like them．I 　　18　　 people in wheelchairs exactly the way they did not 　　19　　 to be treated．I realized it is some of us with two healthy legs who are 　　20　　 disabled．