? A school was across the street from our? home and I would often watch the kids from my window as they played basketball. One day, among? the children a girl attracted me. She seemed so a small as she muscled her way through the crowd of boys. Running circles around the earth kids, managed to shoot jump shots just over their heads and into the net with no one to stop her. Sometimes, i saw her play alone. She would practice dribbling and shooting over and over again, until dark.
? One day I asked her why she practiced so much. Without hesitation, she said, "I want to go to collage. The only way I can go is if i get a scholarship. If I were good enough, I would get a scholarship. I like basketball. My Daddy told me if the dream is big enough, the facts don't count." Then she smiled and ran towards the court to go on practice.
? I watched her through junior high and into high school. Every week, she led her varsity team to victory. One day in her senior year, I saw her sitting in the grass, heard cradled in her arms. I went over there and sat down beside her. Quietly I asked her what was wrong. "Oh, nothing," she replied softly. "I am just too short." The coach told het that at 5'5"she would probably neve get to play for a top ranked collage team-mach less be aftered a scholarship-so she should stop dreaming about collage.
? She was heartbroken and I felt my own throat tighten as I sensed her disappointment. I asked her if she had talked to her dad about it yet.? She told me that her farther said those coaches were wrong. They did not understand the power of a dream. He told her that if she really wanted to play for a good collage, if she truly wanted a scholarship, that nothing could stop her except one thing-her own attritude. He told her again,"If the dream is big enough, the facts don't count."
? The next year, as she and her team? wented to the Northern California. Championship game, she was seen by a collage recruiter, and was aftered a full scholarship, to a NCAA woman's basketball team. She was going to collage, which she had dreamed of and worked toward for all those year.
? It's ture: If the dream is big enough, the facts is don't matter.
? 我的家與一所學(xué)校僅一街之隔，我經(jīng)常透過窗戶看學(xué)校里孩子們打籃球。一天我注意到一個小姑娘。她在一群孩子中間，身材矮小，卻費勁地從男孩子們中間擠過。她在別人身邊兜來轉(zhuǎn)去，設(shè)法地跳投籃，“嗖——”，球恰好越過那些孩子們的頭頂，飛入籃筐，竟無人能擋。有時候我看到她一個人在打球，一遍又一遍地練習(xí)運球和投籃， 直到天黑。
? 有一天我問她為什么這么刻苦的練球。她不假思索地說:“我想上大學(xué)。只有獲得獎學(xué)金我才能上大學(xué)。我想只要我打得好，我就能獲得獎學(xué)金。我喜歡打籃球。我爸爸告訴我說，只要主義真，鐵忤磨成針?！闭f完她笑了笑，跑向籃球場繼續(xù)練球。
? 我一直看著她從初中升到高中。每個星期，她帶領(lǐng)的學(xué)校籃球代表隊都能夠獲勝。
? 在她高中的時候，有一天，我看見她坐在草地上，頭埋在臂彎里。我走了過去，坐到她旁邊，輕輕地問出什么事了。“哦，沒什么，”她輕聲回答，“就是我太矮了?！痹瓉砘@球教練告訴她，以五尺的身材，她很可能沒有機會到一流的球隊去打球——更不用說獲得獎學(xué)金了——所以她最好別再做上大學(xué)的夢了。
? 她傷心透了?？粗?，我也覺得自己的喉嚨哽噎。我問她是否與她的爸爸談過這件事。她告訴我，她爸爸說那些教練不對。他們根本不懂夢想的力量。他告訴她。如果真的想到一個好的大學(xué)去打球，如果她真的想獲得獎學(xué)金，沒有什么能阻止她，除非她自己不愿意。他又一次跟她說:“只要意真，鐵忤磨成針?！?/p>
? 第二年，當(dāng)她和她的球隊去參加北加利福尼亞州冠軍賽時，她被一位大學(xué)的招生人員看中，并獲得了全額獎學(xué)金，進入了美國全國大學(xué)體育協(xié)會中的一個女子籃球隊。她要去上大學(xué)了，那是她多年來的夢想，為之奮斗的目標(biāo)。
? 沒錯:只要主義真，鐵忤磨成針。
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