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| The school was across the street from our home and I would often watch the kids as they played during the break. She seemed so small as she pushed her way 1 the crowd of boys on the playground. She 2 from them all. I began to notice her at other times, basketball in hand, playing 3 . She would practice dribbling (运球) and shooting over and over again, sometimes until 4 . One day I asked her 5 she practiced so much. She looked 6 in my eyes and without a moment of hesitation she said, "I want to go to college. The only way I can 7 is if I get a scholarship. I am going to play college basketball. I want to be 8 . My Daddy told me if the dream is big enough, the facts don't count." Well, I had to give it in to her-she was 9 . One day, I saw her sitting in the grass, head 10 in her arms. I walked toward her and quietly asked what was 11 . "Oh, nothing," came a soft reply. "I am just too short." The coach told her that at her height she would probably 12 get to play for a top ranked team, 13 offered a scholarship. So she 14 stop dreaming about college. She was 15 and I sensed her disappointment. I asked her if she had talked to her dad about it yet. She told me that her father said those coaches were wrong. They just did not 16 the power of a dream. He told her 17 she really wanted to play for a good college, if she truly wanted a scholarship, 18 could stop her except one thing-her own attitude. He told her again, "If the dream is big enough,the facts don't count." The next year, as she and her team went to the Northern California Championship game, she was seen by a college recruiter (招聘人员). She was indeed offered a 19 . She was going to get the college education that she had 20 and worked toward it for all those years. | ||||
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