I lost my sight when I was four years old when falling off a train to Atlantic City.But I was .My parents and my teachers saw something in me -a potential to live, you might call it -which I didn't see, and they encouraged me to blindness. The hardest lesson I had to was to believe in myself.If I hadn't been able to do that, I would have walked with a stick for the rest of my life.When I say belief in myself I am not talking about the kind of self-confidence that helps me down an staircase alone.That is part Although imperfect in some aspect, I place where I can make myself fit.of it.But I mean something bigger than that.am a real! positive person.There is a special It took me years to discover and this self-confidence.It had to start with the most basic things.Once a man gave me an indoor baseball.I thought he was making fun of me and I was .
“I can't use this," I responded.“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 where it went. This gave me an how to achieve a goal I playing baseball.At Philadelphia's Overbrook School for the kind of baseball.We called it ground ball.
All my life I have set ahead of me a series of goals and then tried to one by one.I also knew my limitations.It was no good trying something that I knew at the start was wildly out of reach because that only the bitterness of failure.I would fail sometimes anyway but on the average I made .
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