It was early morning．Peter Corbett helped Mark Wellman out of his wheelchair and onto the ground．They stood before El Captain, a huge rock almost 1．2 kilometers high．Mark had long dreamed to climb El Captain when he was a child．At the age of twenty one, he had fallen while climbing mountain, losing his legs．But he never lost his love for life．

　　Mark knew he couldn't finish the climb alone, but his friend Peter would be there to lend a helping hand．They thought it would take seven days to reach the top．Now Peter climbed about 30 meters up and hit a piton(岩钉)into the rock．Fastening(拴紧)one end of a 50?meter rope(绳子)to the piton, he let the other end of the rope fall down．Mark caught the rope and fastened it to his belt．He next reached above his head and fastened a T-bar(丁字铁)to the rope．Mark took a deep breath, pushed the T-bar up almost as far as his arms could reach, and began the first pull?up．High above, Peter let out a cheer, “You're on your way．”

　　For the first four days the two men progressed upward(向上)without accident．But on the fifth day, a very strong wind began to blow, making it hard for Mark to hold on to his rope．But Mark kept on pushing up the T-bar and pulling himself up．

　　It took them one day more than they had expected．But as the two heads appeared the group of people waiting on the top went wild with joy．

　　Mark Wellman showed that if you set your heart and mind on something, no wall is too high, no dream impossible．

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　　I am my mother's third girl．When I was born, the doctor gently explained to my mother that my left arm was missing, below the elbow(肘)．Then he gave her some advice, “Don't treat her any differently from the other girls．” And she did!

　　There were five girls in our family and we all had to help out．Once when I was about seven, I came out of the kitchen, “Mum, I can't peel(削……皮)potatoes．I only have one hand．” “You get back to peel those potatoes, and don't ever use that as an excuse for anything again!”

　　Of course I could peel potatoes－with my good hand and my other arm．“Jenny, if you try hard enough,” she said, “you can do anything．”

　　Once in the second grade, our teacher had each of us race across the monkey bar(攀爬架)．When it was my turn, I said no, Some kids laughed．I went home crying．

　　The next afternoon Mum took me back to the school playground．“Now, pull up with your right arm,” she advised．She praised me when I made progress．I'll never forget when I was crossing the bar, the kids were standing there with their mouths open．

　　It was the way with everything．Mum had the courage to face anything．And she taught me I could, too．

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